Why hello there my Ib fans! I decided to write this when i saw how few of these there were. Hope you enjoy it and sorry if it's a little bad, this is only my second fan-fic so any way i'll shut up now!

i don't own Ib but i would like to meet her!

Ib stared out of the rain-flecked window,watching as the water came dancing down,illuminated by the occasional flash of lightning. She watched the little droplets hit the window and played the game of trying to guess which one would hit the bottom of the glass first,following her chosen droplet with her finger. She looked into the glass and saw her reflection rippling against the black, her long brown hair,her pink shirt with a frilly white necktie and red skirt, her pale face, and her strange crimson red eyes. She had always wondered why her eyes were red and the otherchildren's were not.

Ib was an orphan, living in an orphanage by the very boring name of "Crabtree Orphange". She was 11 and she didn't have any friends. Not that theother children hadn't tried, the very day she had arrived no less than 15 kids came to her, asking if she wanted to play, be friends, talk, and other things. She hadn't answered them very often, just stared until they went away. She didn't want friends! They would leave her or be torn away from her like mommy and daddy were. She didn't talk very often, not even when the tutor called on her in class, which made some of the bullies pick on her because they thought she was stupid and weird. And when she did speak, she spoke quietly, as if afraid to hear her own voice. She sat there staring into space,when a shout brought her out of her musings.

"Hey, look! A car's coming up! Look's real fancy too!" Yelled a 13 year old boy named Sam. At his shout almost everyone crowded around the window to try and catch a glimpse as the car drove up, seeming to come from the rain itself. There was a collective gasp as the children saw a sleek, black limo pull up to the front doors. Two figures got out and dissappeared into the building. There was the sound of a door closing and a brief, slightly muffled conversation as the mysterious newcomer's guardian, whose voice sounded male, talked with the head "caretaker" Glinda. Ib hadn't moved from her little spot by the window, but she smoothed her skirt and straightened her neck-tie and hair. She had to look presentable, even if she(or the man) wasn't looking to make a lasting impression.

At last the three people in the hall became visible to the children of Crabtree. A man in a tux-suit, wearing sunglasses (It's raining out! Who wears glasses in near darkness!? Ib thought to herself)and talking rather animately with Miss Gloria, who was replying patiently with a barely hidden look of pure annoyance. The third person was a boy of about 14 or 15 years of age, who was ignoring the adults and staring dejectedly at a wall. Something about the boy made Ib uneasy. She suddely realized she recognized him! But from where? She had certainly not met anyone like him before, she would've remembered it...

...right?

Sorry about the length and everything, i just thought it needed to end there. My chapters will be longer in the future! If you have any ideas you think would go you can Pm me, and i'll put your suggestion into consideration!

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