My little firelight

Chapter 2: I dont need your help

June

It's been a long day, June had been working on the mural for hours. she felt obligated to work on it as much as she could to finish her friends portrait. She didn't realize while painting she'd start sobbing in front of everyone which was pretty embarrassing, she sometimes hated that there was almost no privacy...especially since she was the firelight leader's sister.

Which was why on her free time she loved running around through the Undercity. Sure it was barely breathable, everything was dirty, and definitely dangerous but something about finding new hiding places and jumping from building to building gave her so much life.
Today she decided find some trinkets in the alley ways for her new project idea. she was fully aware that sounded very gross and nerdy which was also why she was not going to tell Ekko .
he will make fun of her...definitely calling her some sort of rat or raccoon scavenging for trash.

June wore long baggy beige pants with a thick leather belt with pockets and small little strapped bags hanging on the edges.
Her hair was in a high pony tail and she wore a cropped black long-sleeved top with thread laced in down the middle.
She grabbed a small red bandana and tied it around her wrist. It was her lucky cloth.
She grabbed a small sack and slung it over her shoulder.

"Where are you going?"
A young boy with dark red hair with pale skin covered with freckles asked. He poked his head out from one of the rooms.

June sighed and bit her lips, "I'm just going out...."
The boy rolled his eyes, "you better not bring trouble back"
June couldn't believe it, how dare he, "shut up Leo." The boy rolled his eyes as she flipped him off.

June wore her hoverboard strapped over her back, just as she got to a high enough building after some climbing she yanked herself up over a small wall and landed on the ground. She grabbed her board, flipped it around  and placed it on ground and stepped on it. She took a deep breath and with a swift turn and pressure the board lifted her up in the air. She grinned as she started to levitate.

After awhile of swooping around June noticed a run down alley, these were the best places to find old tools and trinkets.
She landed with a large thud she groaned rolling over her head throbbing...definitely needed to work on landing. With the new gadgets she added to her hoverboard it was getting difficult to control all the mechanics.

She looked around and already saw a small silver wheel, it was perfect! She hastily grabbed it stuffing it in her small bag.
As she trailed around she turned a corner but stopped abruptly, there were a group of boys and girls, they were standing in the middle of the street.

June peeked over her eyes narrowing, there the girl...or woman's back was turned away from her while the man twirled around her and he did a high pitch whistle.
Junes heart started racing as she saw the guys finger lightly tap the woman's shoulder.
She didn't like this...not at all. It reminded her of when she was younger and groups of kids would gain up on her.
She felt sick to her stomach.
She gripped her bag tightly as she heard the woman say,
"Nice jacket"

June leaped up in the air and charged at the man slamming her bag in his head.
"What the hell?" The woman muttered.
The man groaned, "WHAT THE FUCK GET OFF--" she punched him straight in the jaw. Now that was one satisfying punch.

June turned around her eyes widened as she saw the woman single handled punch the shit out of the other two people charging at her.
They fell to the ground crying in pain and crawled away.
June huffed staring down at the man.
"Get loss" she hissed.
Just as the man was about to run off the other women grabbed him by the collar of his shirt her face inches away from his.
"Give me your jacket." She said...or threatened.
The guy nodded taking off his jacket and running away.

"His jacket?" June asked turning around.
Her eyes widened.
Jesus this woman was hot.
She was fairly tall with lots of tattoos. Her arms were very muscular and to add with that a really pretty face.
The woman glared at June, "who the hell are you?"
June scrunched up her face, "excuse me...a thank you would be damn nice."
The woman chuckled, "thank you for what? You almost scared the guy away! I wanted his fucking jacket."

June stated at her , "I was helping you! I thought they were--"
"I don't need your help." She snapped pushing past June.
June gasped, this woman was the rudest human being she had ever met. She reached over grabbing the woman's shoulder to stop her from walking away.
"Excuse me! I was just trying to--"
She turned around slamming June against the wall.
Her face centimeters away from hers, June eyes widened her face heating  up.
"I never asked for your help."
June bit her lip.
Her eyes were really pretty such a deep silver.
"Not my fault it looked like you needed it" June muttered making sure her look was just as fierce.
The woman slightly smirked.

"What the bloody hell is going on here?!" A raspy British accent interrupted.
The woman abruptly got off of June
And looked away.
June gritted her teeth, fuck an enforcer she cursed.
Before either of the women could respond June bolted.
She ran so fast she felt like a fucking animal, finally after a couple sharp turns she stopped and gripped a railing.

June looked back but the women were out of sight. Although she was grateful some part of her felt disappointed.
She groaned sliding down to the ground....that was probably the most action she ever had with a women and not only was the woman rude but also very gorgeous and very very mysterious.
June gripped her bag, "I don't need your help my ass" she muttered covering her face.