Niona

Chapter 3- The company

Niona's pov.

The sun was up, but some pine trees and houses blocked its sunlight making the road to the market grim and cold. I pulled the cloak closer to myself. Some twigs lay shattered on the road, wet by the dew.  By the time i was out of my house, people were already filling the streets, some sweeping thier courtyard, eldery men and women were out sitting. Where the sunlight reach the ground  hoping to get warm by the sun all wearing suitable attire to fit the morning cold. Children were running around the nieghbourhood, filling the streets with thier tingkling laugh as they do. Some  Men and women off to thier jobs, kissing thier  kids goodbye.

As i was walking along the road, i saw a familiar figuire, slouching near the wooden fence casually with a large leather bag beside her, facing at  the house. Waving i called out.

"Hey.. Gianni!"

She didn't seem to hear me. Walking to her back i poke her shoulder..

"Hey that hurt! Oh.. its you!" 

Turning she glared at me   , rubbing her shoulder where i poked her. I raised my hands in a defensive manner.

"What? You weren't listening!"

"And you have to poked me for that?  be glad your my bestfriend or else if you were a stranger i will have punch you."  I rolled my eyes.. dramacticly waving my hands.

"Good morning to you too.. i take it you woke up at the wrong  side of the bed." 

I chim in.. Gianni best friend of mine beside Ban. Our mothers are bestfriends so technically so are we, we've known each other since the diaper days she practically knows every secret i have, be nice to her and she'll be sweet as honey, piss her off and well you'd wish you never met her. People really do underastimate her, with her petite figuire,  auburn wavy hair, with her usual scowl expression and large brown eyes.. i laugh remembering that particular incident when she punch that boy.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Just at the incident you punch that boy!"  She grin.

" Well he got what he deserve, annoying me even when i warn him." She rolled her eyes, glancing at me she ask.

" So where are you off to?"

"The market. I need to fix up the coin make a loop hole so that i could wear it, i've been meaning to do that for a while now. What about you? What had you so cranky up this morning?"

She groaned, straighting up fixing the cloak she was wearing.

"Mum drag me out of bed, saying something about dad forgeting his stash of files kept in the bag, asking me to deliver it. She forgot to tell me its heavy. And now i have to carried it all the way to the damn office!"

Gianni's father  works in a office of sorts with my mum working there as well, keeping all the village trades records, as well of patrol gaurds. It serves as a hub connecting all the things, persons who comes in  and goes out of village, death birth records of each and every villager is registrate there. Hence it serves as the most important place, the  counsil of the village held thier meetings there, and annouce whatever thier decisions or events from there as well.

" Well here i'll help you, were both getting late anway"

Picking up the bag from the other end of the strap, gianni took the other. It really was heavy, beckoning me to drag it up with whatever strenght i have.

" You weren't lying it is heavy."

"What did i told you ."

Dragging the bag along with us, we walk down the road, being carefull to avoid some wet dead leaves, thier walk upon so much that it makes them slippery.