The Girls
It was a normal Saturday morning for Acxa. She was sitting outside her favourite Starbucks with her favourite people, judging people as they walked past. Zethrid was wearing her signature 'Sun's out Gun's out' t-shirt despite it being the middle of autumn. But the sun was currently shining in the grey sky and Zethird would use any excuse to show off her biceps. Ezor was no better in her mini skirt and tube top. Somehow she was hadn't frozen to death. Narti as usual was dressed in all black gothic attire with Kova perched on her shoulder, her dark fur blending in with her black hood. Lotor was channeling his inner hipster with off cut trousers, long cardigan, thin scarf and faker round glasses. But no matter how extra her family's fashion choices Acxa wouldn't have them any other way.
"That guy's just been dumped." Lotor said pointing to the nearby Cuban boy she recognised from their year headed their way as he took a nonchalant sip of his coffee. There was no denying the boy's depression as his two friends dragged his hung body up the cafe steps.
"Better luck next time! Hopefully your next boyfriend will have lower standards!" Ezor called out as he came past.
His smallest friend raised their middle finger at them so they all returned the favour. Deciding that they weren't worth their interest Lotor and his gang went back to judging passers by. A teenage boy about their age jumpd out a car then ran past them, and a slightly older looking male parked the car then quickly followed him.
"Hey buddy! Prince Zuko called! He wants his life back!" Ezor heckled. Zethrid laughed heartily, slapping Acxa on the back knocking the wind out of her.
The boy spun around to face them angrily. Lotor was mildly impressed that he had understood the reference.
"Keith!" the other man called out finally catching up to him. He grabbed hold of arms of the boy presumably called Keith as he tried to get where Acxa and her friends were currently laughing at him.
As the two men argued Acxa was able to get a proper look at the teenager. Like her he was half Korean and had thick black hair similar to her own before she'd dyed it. She couldn't shake the feeling that she'd seen him before.
"Did that kid use to stay at our foster home?" She asked the girls. They shrugged.
"Never seen him before in my life." Zethrid said. The others nodded in agreement. They watched as he was forced back into the car which then sped off. It was only then that they thought he might have been escaping from a potential kidnapper. Nobody spoke for an awkward minute.
"I'm going to ask that guy from before out." Lotor said breaking the silence.
"You mean the one we insulted and flipped off?"
"Yep."
They watched in silence as he got up and entered the cafe.
"Bet you twenty quid he gets coffee dumped on him." Ezor said.
Five minutes later Lotor came through the cafe doors, his hair drenched with coffee.
"Not a word." He grumbled.
Zethrid and Ezor could barely contain their laughter and Acxa couldn't contain her smirk.