Yeah! Finally wrote a chapter for this story, hope you guys like it. I've been working on extending my story chapters too, let me know how I'm doing in a review :3
A Meeting with the Other Side
Aisha walked out of school, stretching after a long day of sitting in a desk and taking notes. As she walked down the steps, she was approached by Rena. "Hey, Aisha, I got some movie tickets in last week's raffle, would you like to come along?" As Aisha opened her mouth to reply, she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She quickly flipped it open, a text from her father. He had an order he needed picked up and was asking her to do it. Aisha glumly put the phone back into her pocket, and looked back to Rena. "I'm sorry, something came up. Maybe next time." She said, a sad smile on her face. Rena shrugged, before going to ask Eve if she had any plans.
As Aisha made her way downtown, another purple haired girl was making her way through the streets, a box held under her arm. Behind her, a shop owner was selling bread and pastries, blissfully unaware of the large amount of food he had just been relieved of. Void darted between the gaps in people, few of them turning to look at the homeless girl. Everything was going perfectly, she turned the corner just as the baker realized he had been robbed.
Void smirked as she stepped into the alley, where Sneak was sitting on a trash can. There was no need for words, they had done this for too long. Void tossed the box to Sneak, and Sneak smirked in return upon feeling the wieght of the box landing in her hands. Sneak flipped backwards onto a fire escape, jumped onto the roof, and ran off. Void was already looking forward to returning to the store remains to enjoy the bread with her comrades.
Aisha walked out into the street, the bag containing her dad's new suit. She walked cheerfully down the street. Across the street, she heard a commotion at the bakery stand. She didn't have time to check though. Dance practice was today, there wasn't any time to relax! As she turned the corner, she spied a girl in worn clothes, with pigtailed purple hair. Another homeless girl, and at her age, too, how sad.
Aisha took out a dollar and held it out to the poor girl. The girl looked up and stared at Aisha or a few seconds, then looked at her hand, the dollar slowly flapping in the wind. Suddenly, her curious expression turned into one of rage, she smacked Aisha's hand away, rising to her feet. "Who do you think you are, pitying me?!" Aisha took a step back, amazed anyone would get upset over such a deed. The girl continued her ranting. "I know those clothes! You go to that prestigious Belder Private School! Well you listen here, rich girl, I don''t want the pity from your kind! You people treat us like unlucky trash!" Aisha just stared as the girl turned around violently and stormed away.
Void grumbled to herself as she stomped down the street. The rich were always looking down on her, pitying her, and offering these fake promises of happiness. Where were they when her mother was dying?! When her father was...no, it doesn't matter. All they did was turn a blind eye to her kind, and she never wanted their help. THey were all the same, thinking she was dirt and worthless. Stupid richies...she didn't need them, she had her own friends...at this, Void stopped and stood on the street, staring at the ground. Why was she thinking this? It was always her and her teammates...where did this "friends" come from. They would all fade away eventually, so why did she refer to them as friends? She didn't need friends, she didn't need anyone...did she?
And I shall leave it at that! Hope you enjoyed, leave a review if you want it to be continued :3