Chapter 2

The girl glanced around towards the city taking steps onto uneven pavement that girl, well that girl was me, completely unaware of what was about to happen her. Only a couple concerns in my head. Well, those concerns were major right now. I was having a hard time trying to find this foster family that I was supposed to be staying with. While my family was trying to get out of debt. It was hard it was to breathe in this city.

I supported myself as I tried to steady my breaths. Moving from being practically surrounded by trees which gave you the ability to easily breathe in the air to a city where fumes intoxicated upon you.

I shook my head trying to steady my breath and struggling to support myself in my heels wondering if the graffiti on the walls meant anything. In movies they were supposed to mean something although the graffiti was fairly pretty as if it was done by the hand of a trained artist. "If I had such a gift I would be looking for someplace to make money off of it." I smiled.

My brother and I were practically twins, we had always known each other. He was only a year and four months older than me but part of the situation was that we agreed to spend time with the family and they would send money till my parents were out of debt so we could return. But both sides of the family had agreed to each getting each of us figuring we weren't actually twins it wouldn't affect us.

No one had come for me I was walking home dragging my pack behind me worrying childishly about my polar bear teddy-bear. No one needed to know about that. I was a teenager now no one needed to know how much I still loved plushies. I blushed at the thought of anyone finding out about my most treasured gift from my parents.

I begun to walk pushing my hand against the wall. What stupid things I could think about to fill the void of feeling as if I had been forgotten about, and to distract myself from feeling like I was going to topple over any second now from lack of proper oxygen. A hand grasped my arm, it felt as though all of my weight was pressing against that sudden pressure that was attempting to steady me, I felt my heart pulse wondering if it was the cops thinking I was high or if it was someone out to kidnap me. "Are you alright?" A teen with war torn eyes scrutinized my form. I blinked, probably having imagined the stress echoing inside the pools that were swishing around examining the situation.

"Eh...I'm fine!" I shouted instantly pulsing away from his grip and accidentally slamming myself against the wall.

"Are you sure?" The teenager asked his red hair falling over his shoulder as I curled my hand further around my suitcase. I felt myself collapse to sitting on the ground, there was no way anyone here could help me. The inability to breathe this air properly or finding my currently missing distant family.

"Please help me...find my family.." I muttered as he helped me walk. I felt myself become severely red it wasn't fair I felt so fragile it was infuriating. "I'm not so fragile...it's the air...the air isn't enough...not enough trees.." I muttered my steps barely in front of the other as everything else looked blurry.

Even the black blurry figure ahead trying to talk to a man named 'Kurama'.

"Sure, I'll be there soon but I need to help this girl."

"Pft, if she can stand in her own environment than she shouldn't of even bothered coming."

The two sighed at each other and then we had begun walking again. "Kurama? Is that your name?" I muttered he must've known I was looking right past him because he waved his one

hand in front of my face to check where I was looking.

"No...I go by a different alibus. Maybe, we should stop at my place first... or a hospital." he sighed I couldn't see if he was smiling anymore.

"I can't go...to a stranger's home." I gasped between breaths still trying to walk on my own as he had insisted his offering of aid.

"The hospital then." .

"No, just take me to where the Blitztag's live." I took a deep-steady breath holding it in until the feeling of not being able to get enough went away as my vision cleared up.

The house's sides were a soft yellow, the windows had white paneling, and the stairwell was pure white yet marble. I looked at it.

"This is where they live?" I muttered. I felt annoyed, dizzy, and dehydrated.

His support around my shoulder tightened, "Come on we're almost there don't faint on me now after all of that." he seemed like he wasn't sure if he should smile at the situation as I looked at him. He definitely appeared humble I looked back at the house. "It's overwhelming alright." I thought to myself wondering if he thought I was a snob now because I was supposed to live in this huge house. Tears watered up in my eyes as I was ready to scream.

"Wait what's wrong?" he asked shocked back towards me.

"It's, just...those idiots! " I grumbled under my breath trying to stand on my own so the stranger wouldn't see me in such a despicable state.

He glanced at the street. "I get the feeling we'll be attending the same school, I'd like to see you around." He smiled as I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"And next time you see me I won't look so fragile!" I declared stomping my foot hoping I won't be loopy hearing things from lack of proper oxygen.

He nodded smiled, "Get inside before you get sicker." and rushed off. Those several minutes with a strangers were what would put my life in danger.