Chapter One

Miku had awoken from another uneasy sleep, feeling somehow well rested, but not ready to face yet another day of being pushed into lockers, tripped, slandered, and ignored. She'd always been left out and somewhat bullied at school when her classmates had found out she liked girls. She wasn't even sure of the fact herself, she just happened to be caught one time staring a little too intensely at a beautiful pink haired woman she saw whilst on a school trip. Ever since that day, people had avoided her like a trailing stench. Even though she was treated poorly at school, her mother had raised her to be a good girl. A model student with top grades, a girl who respected her seniors, a girl who wouldn't think twice about helping someone in need, a girl who put other people before herself no matter what.

At least, that was before the divorce, before her father left...

After an endless cycle of legal documents, violent arguments (or as Miku's parents called it 'just talking'), sleepless nights and several empty wine bottles, her mother stopped caring. Although she had a funny way of showing it, Miku knew she still loved her daughter, but she stopped taking an interest in her personal life. Even under those circumstances, her mother was still quite strict. She wasn't allowed a phone, didn't own any form of electronic entertainment system and wasn't allowed friends round. Miku wondered if her mother thought she would attempt to contact her father, or because she didn't want her friends to see the state her mother was usually in; either passed out drunk or angry and yelling. She wouldn't know and daren't ask. As a result, they no longer had a mother-daughter bond that they once shared so Miku was not only secluded at school but she also felt lonely in her own home.

Miku reluctantly heaved herself out of bed and clothed herself in her pristinely clean and ironed uniform before going downstairs to nibble on some toast. She never was a big eater, and it was quite lucky as the cupboards never seemed to be full these days.

The house was eerily silent, only raindrops could be heard as they tapped against the windows of the house. When her mother wasn't unconscious from excessive drinking, she left early in the mornings and worked long hours; not because she needed to, but because she didn't want to be at home, reminded of her broken family.

The tealette finished her measly breakfast and picked up her school bag before heading out the door, grabbing an umbrella on the way out.

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Luka had left her apartment a little earlier than usual to head for Crypton University. She usually left around 8:30am to arrive on time for a 9:00am start, however, this morning she had her paper due and didn't want to risk it being handed in as a late submission.

The forecasted weather for warm temperatures and clear sunny skies contrasted to what the window wipers of her car had to say. She had stopped at a red light and huffed at the gloomy weather and the annoyingly repetitive squeaking as the wipers moved back and forth. As the world outside was blurred by the heavy raindrops, she laid her arms across the top of the steering wheel with her chin resting on top. She let her eyes become entranced with the simple movements, her crystal blue eyes dancing with them like an audience at a tennis match.

In impatience, she peered past the two cars ahead of her to see how much longer she'd have to wait, when she noticed an old lady with a shopping bag making her way across the crossing. She was silently scolding the woman for not bringing an umbrella, even though she was well protected by a long raincoat. Her eyes suddenly grew wide in worry as she watched the woman trip over her own shuffling feet; she appeared to fall in slow motion. Luka couldn't help but gasp as the woman landed on her hands and knees with a toe-curling thud. Her groceries scattered across the road and she struggled to get herself to her feet as if her joints wouldn't allow it.

Luka instantly unbuckled herself from the car to aid the old woman but as she reached for the handle a flash of bright teal caught her attention. Propping herself up in her seat to see further ahead she noticed a schoolgirl had kindheartedly and courteously grabbed the old woman by her hands and pulled her up almost as quickly as she fell down. The young girl immediately handed over her own umbrella as she spun on her heel to gather all the bits and pieces that belonged in the bag. By this time, the lights had turned green and the girl ignored the angry honking of car horns as she scurried all over the road. The tealette completely disregarded her surroundings and irritated drivers as she led the woman to safety on the other side of the road. The elderly woman bowed to the schoolgirl and they continued on, walking side by side.

Luka could see that the girl was taking tediously slow steps so as not to rush her senior companion. 'What a thoughtful girl' she thought, 'It's not often someone her age would do something so selfless'.

Luka couldn't help but smile to herself, this girl, gave up her time and umbrella to help a stranger and was getting soaked and dirty in the process. In addition to the girls misfortune, she knew she would get nothing in return and was simply doing it not only because it was the right thing to do, but out of the kindness of her own heart. Blue eyes were fixated on her long teal twin-tails as they heavily hung from the girl's delicate frame. Her eyes wandered down to her exposed legs; they were slim, yet so plump and adult like. She subconsciously licked her lips, watching the girls back until they duo disappeared around the corner when she was startled back to reality by honking horns behind her, signalling that the light had turned green.

Continued in Ch. 2