Vaggie, a moth demon girl who's skin was slightly dark gray skin, long sliver white hair, with pink stripes at the ends, and wears a rather gothic-like outfit; sporting a small white top shirt expose her stomach, with two X's on them, wearing a light blue jean skirt, some light-navy blue evening gloves, and two fishing net stockings exposing her long thin legs, complete with black goth boots. Her right eye was light pink and her iris is light yellow, while her other eye is cover with an eyepatch with a pink X marked across it.
Starting a first day in high school as a transfer student is never easy for her, especially she was a complete stranger to others. Some even are scared of her whenever somebody gets her angry, or irritates her she would lash out at them, others ignore her and would vacay away from her. Despite her short temper, Vaggie is also a shy person, and would remain silent even if she had to speak. Ever since she was neglected by her parents and resort to leaving her life alone in apartment with few bits of money, she thought starting her life at school would ease her suffering life of proper care and loneliness.
But instead it just made things worse for her... and deep down in her felt like she would never gain any love or attention. All that Vaggie ever wish that she would have a friend... just one single friend that would make her life turn brighter for her. Well that's exactly happened when her face got smacked so hard by the locker door.
"OW!" she yelped while she rubbed her forehead. "Hijo de puta!"
Before she can give whoever that idiot a piece of her mind for that until a girl with long curly blonde hair peered over, showing a look of worry and concern.
"Oh my gosh! Are you alright?!"
Vaggie only stared at her silently while she looked at all the details of this girl in front of her. What she is witnessing is a tall, slime girl who looked to over 5'7 a height, her skin was totally white, her light yellow eyes were big and round, her lips was black, and has two red dots both side of her cheeks. Her face appearance is resembled somewhat of a clown or a doll. But really stun her is how surprisingly beautiful she looked.
"Are you hurt? Is your forehead bleeding?" she asked reaching over to it only for Vaggie to back up.
"Oh, no. I'm fine. It's just a little bump that's all." she continue to rub it.
"I'm so, so sorry." she frowned in shame. "I didn't think somebody was walking when I was opening my locker."
"It's alright, really!" Vaggie retorted. "I-It was my fault that I wasn't paying attention." she looked down with bit of flush on her face. "Really... you didn't mean to."
"Phew!" she let out puffing sigh of relief. "Cool beans!" with that she gave a wide grin on her face.
Vaggie couldn't help to notice how cute she looked, not the fact that big happy grin on her face seems to so energetic, and cheerful.
"What a minute!" she gasped. "Are you the new transfer student here in this school?" she asked in a ecstatic tone. "OH MY GOODNESS YOU ARE!" she squealed, hopping up and down. "It so nice to meet you."
Vaggie raised her brow as she wasn't sure how to response by this girl's energetic behavior, but she has to go with it anyway.
"Uh, yeah... that's me." she nervously chuckled. "Um...what's you name?" she asked.
"Oh, yes! Where are my manners here? My name is Charlie." she reach out her arm to offer a handshake. "It a pleasure." she said giving her a small toothy smile. "So...What is your name?"
"I'm Vaggie." she answered.
"Oh, that's a super cute name!" Charlie exclaimed.
Upon hearing her saying how ''super cute'' her name was, Vaggie blush shade of pink in her face. "Y-You think so? I mean...you do really mean it" she softly whispered.
"Why of course I mean it." Charlie replied. "Although I wonder why you call yourself that."
"Well my name is short for Vagatha, but I prefer to be just Vaggie." she then looked at curiously. "Why do you call yourself Charlie?" she asked.
"Well, my real actual name is Charlotte, but I really don't like that much as my mom and dad does."
"Hold on a sec, Charlotte? As in Charlotte Magne?" her eyes or rather one eye widen with shock. "That means you're the Princess of Hell right."
Charlie nervously chuckled as she try to hide her embarrassed expression with bangs her hair.
"Y-yeah. That's me alright." she said in a nervous tone. "I guess you can say I'm Lucifer's Daughter..."
"Wow. I've heard some much about the king of hell's daughter, but never in my life I get to meet herself in person." Vaggie said.
"Uh, yeah. That's me... in person." Charlie continue to hide her face as she flushing red with embarrassment.
"Oh! I didn't meant to embarrass you did I?"
"N-No, no! It's just I really can get to me whenever someone announce me as princess. Title makes my skin crawl sometimes." she admits.
"Oh. Well then, maybe I shouldn't call you that then." Vaggie promised. "I'll just call you Charlie if that's alright with you?"
"Sure!" she smiled. "Well anyway, I'm going to be late for my class so I'll see ya."
But before she can turn to head to her classroom, Vaggie pointed out something.
"Wait... Aren't you going to the same class as I am?" she asked.
Charlie twirl fast with surprise gasp as her big round eyes lit up.
"Oh my gosh! You in my same classroom?!" she in high-pitch tone follow with a happy squeal. "That means we're going to spend time together at the same class!" Charlie was hopping up and down with glee while Vaggie looked at her funny by her behavior.
Before she can say anything, Charlie grab her by the hand with her own and pulled forward with a yank, as she herself was being dragged over through the halls.
Charlie then slows down for a sec and looks over to her by the shoulder and asked.
"Hey, Vaggie."
"What?"
"Can we be friends?" she asked.
Vaggie never thought of that. True she was a loner and never had any friend at all. In fact everyone avoid her whenever she ask to become friends, or being rejected by them. But having the Princess of Hell, the daughter of Lucifer himself is asking her to become friends with her?
It didn't take long until she quickly answer with a ''Yes.''
Days had passed, and things were starting up wonderfully between her and Vaggie. Throughout their studies, actives, and eating lunch at the cafeteria, they've started talking and sharing many things such as what music they like, what their favorite snacks, what favorite video games they play, and so on. They even enjoy each others company whenever their at class, or even when school hours was over they would go out some place in Pentagram City.
It seems that their friendship was growing strong for each week to the next. Vaggie could never ask anymore then having a great friend like Charlie, and same goes to her too. In her mind she guess that having one friend is better then just having more friends in which Charlie can agree on. One time she ask to come by over to Vaggie's place in which was a rundown old apartment that she can barely afford due of her over due rents to the landlord. It unpleasant to say the least, but she was fine with it. Charlie was a bit unsure though since first time coming here was shocking to her. She start to ask of how can someone like Vaggie can live her life like this.
"Ever since my parents neglected me, I sorta decided to live on mu own. Sure it's not perfect, but it home for me." Vaggie explained. "I hope you'll try to keep yourself comfortable while I go change."
She left to change her clothes leaving Charlie alone in the living room.
"Okay." Charlie said as she looked around her surroundings.
Looking around she notice that the walls were chipped, and wall paint where peeling off. Trash and waste where all over the floor, and bugs were crawling about on dirty dishes. She then finds a couch to sit one which was all messy and worn as she sat down on it only to hear a nasty squish coming from her rump. She sat back up only to see an few month old P.B.J sandwich which had molds in it.
"Geez... how is Vaggie ever live out like this?" she asked herself.
After sitting back down, Charlie pick up the remote to a tv that looked all busted up. Turning it on and the screen shows nothing but static. She tried to switch to a different channel, but each channel are all just the same as the next until out of nowhere a shoe hurls by smacking the television set as static screen fades away and showing a forecast from 666 news. Charlie turns her head to see Vaggie now wear lesser clothing such as a white shirt and jean shorts.
"Sorry about that, my television set is shitty as usual." she said while she trailed over to sit down next her. "So uh... you're feeling comfortably?" she asked.
"Oh yes, it okay. It's just... well..." Charlie trailed of her sentence in which Vaggie immediately gets what's going in he mind resulting her to take a deep sigh.
"Yeah I know... it's a dump." Vaggie lowered her head in shame. "I guess I've been uses to being in this state. I bet you think it's disgusting."
"Oh no, no, no!" Charlie shook her head while waving her hand around. "It's just that... You should really clean up your place more that's all." she said.
"Hey, I'm not mad or anything. It's just that I never invited anyone here in my apartment, especially a old run down one."
"I wonder how you can ever live out like this." Charlie said tilting her head.
"I just do." Vaggie simply said. "I just live the life as I am. Well anyway, are you hungry I can order some pizza."
"Sure! That would be nice, Vaggie." Charlie nodded.
Before she can go to the phone, loud pounding sound coming from the front door as someone shouting Vaggie's name.
"Vaggie?" Charlie whimpered. "What's..."
"Stay here, Charlie." she interrupts. "Let me handle this." With that, she heads to the door and answer as she comes face to face with her landlord.
"What is it this time?" Vaggie groaned.
"Oh you know what you lazy cheap whore!" the landlord yelled as he held out a rent receipt that is overflown with late due fees. "You haven't pay the rent for the past 10 months!"
"I told I would have your rent money by this week."
"THAT THE SAME SHIT YOU SAID LAST WEEK AND THE WEEK BEFORE THAT!" the landlord bellowed.
"Look! I just need more time!"
"Well your time is up. Pack your things and get the fuck out of my apartment or else I'll had to drag you out myself!"
After that he slammed the door so hard it caused the whole room to echo. Charlie who just sat there looking shock and it scared of what she witness. Vaggie on the other hand just stood there silent, not made a single movement.
"V-Vaggie?" Charlie cooed. "Are you okay?"
"No it is not okay." Vaggie whispered. "I-I think it's best you should go home Charlie."
She was waiting for her to just head off and leave, instead she felt both her hand placing on her shoulders.
"It's okay Vaggie, you can come home with me."
"W-What?" Vaggie asked as she turns around to face her with a surprise look.
"I said you can move in with me at my home if you like to." Charlie with a small smile.
"No. I can't do that. I don't want to be a burden you."
"You're not a burden, you my friend an best friend must stick together. Come on. I'll help you pack."
Vaggie can say nothing but just gave her a small smile back at her. It seems her life was all living hell like literally the fact they're in hell, but nevertheless, Vaggie's life was grim and miserable which it felt like she wouldn't ever get much happiness at all. But now meeting Charlie at school and becoming friends is something that brought her out of the darkness and into the light. It was beginning to be a new life for both of them.