Disclaimer: I don't own (though I wish I did) the characters used in this fic. They all belong to their rightful companies. The storyline/plot of this fic however is my own idea. :)
A/N: *NOTE: Just so everyone knows my stories are rated T just to be safe, as I'm writing from a teenage/Young Adult standpoint. Well I think that's it so Sit back, Relax and Enjoy. (Oh wait one more thing; reviews and comments are most welcome but if you have nothing nice to say please keep it to yourself. Thank you.)
Travel Companion
Serah hated how unfamiliar New York City still was to her even after living there for the past few months for school. The crowded streets, the noise, the overly tall buildings seeming to close in around her; it was all so suffocating. Even Luxerion was never this hectic. Still she would always miss the serenity of New Bodham the most.
She sighed and climbed onto the train, heading for home. Even the train was overcrowded. Glancing around it was clear that there was no place left for her to sit. Resigned to this fact Serah began pushing her way toward the nearest poll for her to hang onto when someone grabbed at her hand.
"Sorry." She said hurriedly, though slightly taken aback.
The older blonde woman shook her head. "No its okay. What I was trying to convey was-I mean-Sit with me there's plenty of room." She smiled, tapping her hand on her lap.
Serah hesitated and then nodded at the offer.
"Okay. Thank you, umm."
"Aya Brea." The woman smiled holding out her hand to the pink haired girl again.
"Serah Farron." Serah smiled shaking it before settling down on Aya's lap.
The two women conversed in small talk for the rest of the ride and as they slowly got to know each other Serah didn't even care when she missed her stop. She wanted to get to know this woman better, no matter what the rest of the train's rotating string of occupants thought or how long it took.
The End