Chapter 1:
Everyone has a friend they never want to lose…
Zoya was in a park on her way to her favorite place. She had her easel, paints, and chair with her. She set everything up right in her favorite spot. She loved this spot right in the spring when all the flowers were in bloom. She picked up her brush and was about to start painting, when Coye came up behind her and scared her.
"Ahh! Coye what was that for? You know how I am with my paintings!" Zoya screamed.
"Chill, care bear, it was all suppose to be fun and games." Coye snickered.
"Uh! You piss me off sometimes. And how many times have I told you not to call me that!"
"Awe! But care bear you know I don't mean to piss you off."
"Whatever." Zoya said and started painting.
"Oh! Come on lets go down to the rift." Coye begged.
"Fine! But you owe me."
"That's fine with me."
She picked up her easel and paints while Coye picked up her chair. They made their way back to Zoya's apartment. She unlocked the door and stepped in. A bright light covered their bodies and they blacked out.