LUCKY.

Chapter one.

Heavy combat boots are stomping on the ground, making the water splatter all around. The bright green mowhawk was fighting against the angry rain drops, hitting it harshly, destroying it's only defense, the cheap hairspray. Her faux leather jacket was feeling kinda heavy against her skin, making it a bit uncomfortable. The mascara was running donw her face, making a mess out of her once, perfect makeup.

She hated the rain with a burning passion. It was cold and annoying, but she had to walk trough it since she wanted to save up and don't spend money on stuff like cabs and such. She sped up, reaching the building's entrance. She opened the door and started walking up the steps, making wet sounds, from the water dripping off of her, echo trough the quiet place. Why did she have to live on the third floor? Sure, it was cheaper, but was it worth it?

She walked up the last two steps and reached in her pocket, fishing out the key. She unlocked the door and got in. She walked into the kitchen and placed the three plastic bags on the table.

The girl called out for her roommate, but got no answer. Great! She sighed and took her boots off, to throw them in hallway.

She walked trough the living room, in the other hallways, and got in her room. The red walls greeted her, relaxing her a bit. Sid and Nancy stared at her from the wall while she shrugged off her black jacket, then throw off her ripped, red shirt. She she shook her way of her short, platted skirt and walked towards the closet. She took out a pair of black pajama pants and a white tank top, and put them on.

The girl got out of her room and walked in the bathroom from the end of the tiny hall. She put the lights on and got her brush, trying to smooth out the knots in her mowhawk. After flattening it down, she washed her face, getting rid of the smudged mascara and bleeding red lipstick. She put the lights out and left the room.

The green haired girl sighed and scratched her head. She should cook something for her roommate... But she could eat at her work place as well.

She wasn't hungry. She was tired.

The girl dragged her feet in the living room and threw herself on the couch and turned on the T.V. . Soap dramas, news, shitty music, news, bad movie... She decided to watch the bad movie.

Fifteen minutes trough the film, she fell asleep.

The green haired girl jolted awake, hearing the front door close with a thud. She got up, and ran a hand trough her hair. Her roommate came home.

- Man, the weather is really ugly, isn't it?

The girl asked, taking off her black wet Hijab, revealing her blue, damp hair.

- Mhmmm. It caught me when I was coming home. The green haired girl looked up at her friend. You got off earlier today, didn't you? And raised an eyebrow.

She nodded.

- It was my boss' birthday today so she let us go home two hours earlier.

- I see. Well, if you're hungry, I went grocery shopping... But I didn't cook.

- Luuucky ! The blue haired girl whined. I thought I told you I'd appreciate if you cooked from time to time. And sat down next to Lucky.

- Well, you did. But that doesn't mean I'll start cooking. I thought you knew by now that I'm afraid I'll get burnt on the oil. She shrugged.

- Excuses, excuses, excuses! Amna flailed her arms around. Eh nevermind then. I'm gonna myself! I'm the older one anyways! She laughed and made her way in the kitchen.

- Just by one year!

Lucky yawned and then took the safety pin out of her lip. She got many weird looks because of it but she didn't really care, she loves it. It's part of her personality. She really isn't the type to get her knickers in a knot just because someone doesn't like her appearance. She's got bigger problems than that.