(OoC: This is my first big work of fiction. It is up on Fiction Press, so check that out too. The first chapter is short, but just wait. This is a great story, and I rate it T for mild swearing, violence, and killing. Hope you all like it!) Emo Lyra A story of conflict of friends and hope for better future. Summary: In the year 2034, America is no longer at war with any other nations, but is at war with within itself. Social conflicts have arisen between groups, driving cities toward ruin. One girl gets caught in it all, putting her life in jeopardy. Her name, Emo Lyra. This is her story, and how she survived it all. Chapter 1: What happened? What has happened to us? The whole city is torn because of this! Wait… I should start from the beginning. Yes, I will. My name is Lyra. It’s the year 2034. This is the city of Atlanta, Georgia, the city of sociality. Many people used to come here for the history, or the culture involved in the atmosphere. But lately, tourists are very scarce. Even so, tourists still come, but leave quickly. Why? Because social tensions have arisen all around the country, affecting many groups. I should explain further. In 2030, in the city of Atlanta, Georgia, several social groups, such as the Skaters and the Jocks, thought they were better than the others, and started bossing them around. Frankly, the others didn’t like that and got angry. It’s recently gotten worse, about three deaths and five riots in the past six months. I belong to the Trennies. Trenny, is short for Trend Setter. We mostly go on to become fashion icons and decorators. Basically, you could be a Trennie for three reasons. 1, you don’t fit into any other social group. In my group, there are some people who could be in a group all their own, but there aren’t enough of them. My friends Carla and Mina are just like that. 2, you posses qualities from more than one group. Whether it’s a Skater who dresses like a Gangster, or a Goth dresser who acts like an Associate. I’m like that; An Emo dresser who acts like various different groups. Or 3, you hang out with Trennies, even though you are exactly like your specified group. Like my friends Brad and Raye. They belong to the Associate and the Artist groups, but hang out with the Trennies because they like us. The Trennies are a very large group. We relate to each other. We all believe that all the fighting is stupid and doesn’t solve anything. We only fight if we are in danger, and even so, we haven’t killed anyone yet. There are many groups fighting, and some have formed alliances. The Trennies are so large, we don’t need allies. The groups are: Goths, Emos, Gangsters, Associates, Artists, Dramas, Skaters, Jocks, Nerds, Singers, Writers, Cheats, Fashionistas, Models, Girlies, Technics, Pyros, Archies, Histors, Hookies, Drugees, Junkies, Swindlers, Drunkards, Riders, and Trennies. It’s a long list, I know, but these are the groups, and all can be deadly. One of my friends was killed by a Swindler, and three were injured critically by some Models. The most dangerous is the Gangsters, the least threatening, the Histors. I guess this all sums up the status of the country and what’s going on. I can remember how I got caught in all this mess. It ruined my life.