This chapter's actually kind of short. Oh well. I couldn't come up with anything else to tag onto the end that wouldn't ruin the moment.
Chandra wandered around the multiverse for a little while. I wonder why I keep running into these kids. I mean I visit that place to drop other kids off often enough that I might as well join them. I can't yet. Not until I get my revenge. "At least I'm one step closer. I mean I took care of a few people." Okay, it was a little more than a few but whatever. Maybe I should visit Layla. Sure she's kind of annoying but she was alright. Chandra shrugged indifferently, "I'm not even sure I want revenge anymore. It's just become too much work." Course then what the hell am I going to do? I mean I've learned a lot of things. I could just use that to my advantage. But what would I use it for? "Man life is so complicated," Chandra sighed. She returned to Ravnica and dropped by Layla's house.
"Hi!" Layla smiled and waved at her excitedly, "C'mon in." Chandra followed her into the house. It was pretty much what she had expected from a rich person's house. "Do you need new clothes again?" Layla asked in amusement.
Chandra glanced at her in surprise, "Well no not really."
Layla nodded, "Okay." She led the way up the stairs to her floor of the house.
"You have an entire floor dedicated to you?" Chandra asked.
Layla nodded, "I spend most of my time in my room though."
Chandra followed her to her room. It was large and very white. Everything in it was white. The sheets were clean and spread over the bed neatly. At least they were neat until Layla grabbed the corner and flung them around a bit.
She flopped onto her bed, "Much better."
Chandra laughed, "Why'd you do that?
"Neat sheets make this place look like a prison cell."
Chandra nodded. She sat down on the floor, "Why is everything in here one color?"
"My parents assigned each of us a color," Layla shrugged, "Mine was white."
"That's messed up. You didn't get to choose the color?"
"Nope," Layla shook her head, "it's what I've always had. Everything of mine has been white for as long as I can remember."
Chandra looked around, "That seems boring."
"It is," Layla nodded, "It is very boring." She glanced at Chandra, "Do you wear a mask?"
Chandra glanced at her, "What do you mean?"
"I feel like the you the world sees isn't who you really are," Layla explained, "When I first met you, you were closed off. Usually if someone has a shell it shows that something painful has happened to them. I see it in the kids on the streets all the time. They're very cold and hateful towards other people."
Chandra stared at her, "I'm not wearing a mask." Great and now you just lied to her. She probably already knows anyway. "Okay might be a lie," Chandra cocked her head to the side, "I honestly don't know. If I do then I didn't consciously create it."
Layla smiled, "I'm sure it takes time to break a shell but if it's not very old then it'll be a bunch easier!"
Chandra shrugged, "It's not that young either."
"Don't be so down," Layla stood and walked over to her. She sat next to her, "Try to look on the positive side of things. Who knows? Maybe the weight of the world will fall off your shoulders. In my mind at least it would be the first step to breaking a shell."
The two girls heard a door open down stairs. Chandra stiffened.
"Layla! I'm home!"
"Hey it's my brother," Layla smiled and dragged Chandra down the stairs. Chandra sighed. Awkward.
"A friend?" he glanced at Chandra. His eyes widened, "A redhead? That's not something you see every day."
"Thanks for noticing," Chandra muttered.
"Feisty one isn't she?" he looked at his sister, "What's up?"
"Nothing much," Layla shrugged, "How was it today?"
"It was fine," he smirked and patted her head, "I got a little banged up but who doesn't?"
Layla smiled, "Anyway, this is my friend Chandra. She stopped by earlier today and we've just been chatting."
"What's up?" he turned to her again.
Chandra shrugged, "The sky." She glanced up, "Well if you want to be technical it's the ceiling and a couple of floors before the sky."
He laughed, "I like her."
Layla nodded, "We'll be in my room."
"Alright."
Layla dragged her back up to the room, "Well that was fun."
Chandra shrugged, "I guess."
"You're really snarky," Layla smiled, "Is that your mask or you?"
Chandra cocked her head to the side, "Well I would say it's kind of both."
Layla grinned, "That's good. You can stay for dinner if you like. I'm sure no one will mind."
Chandra glanced at her, "I mind. It'd be awkward."
Layla laughed, "Okay."
Chandra left before dinner but after she got to meet Layla's parents.
"We'd love to have you over any time," her mother smiled.
"It's nice that she has a friend that's her age. That way you two can hang out," her father added.
"Just don't go getting into trouble," her brother smirked.
Chandra nodded. I think I'm just going to go now. Bye. See ya. She walked out the door calmly. The moment the door shut she rolled her eyes, "That was unnecessary." But I guess it was kind of nice. She climbed up onto a rooftop of a nearby building and watched people go about their nighttime business in the street below. I do feel better though. "Maybe creating a barrier that permanently separates you from other people is more detrimental than it is protective," Chandra looked up at the sky, "Then again maybe hating the fact that I'm naïve and gullible is detrimental too." I'm a kid. Everyone makes mistakes and sometimes those mistakes will haunt you for the rest of your life. Making a mistake isn't a bad thing I don't think. "Maybe it's allowing past mistakes to manipulate you that's a bad thing." She smiled. Wow, I already feel better. "Having someone peer into my insecurities like that really made me think." I think I'll just be done with my revenge. It's pointless now. It's not helping anyone. She lied down on her back and started counting the stars in the sky.