Aiah pov:
[aiah]-(as I strapped my helmet on, and climed onto the scooter, Mom handed me some paper bags.)
[Mom]-i'm sorry we can't afford to pay someone for delivery sweetie, bear with me for few more days.
[Aiah]-don't worry about it, Mom I got this.
[Mom]-but I want you to focus on school.
[Aiah]-and? I can do both.
[Mom]-fine. but always remember stay at the side lane-.
[Aiah]-and pause at every crossing to watch cars coming from every direction. Mom. Trust me to know all this. I'm off now bye!.
[Aiah]-(as I zoomed through my hometown and reach the city center, I slowed down and stopped infront of a clothes shop. I'd been eyeing the red dress in the window display for ages, and I was so relieved to see it was still there.) you wait for me, okay I'm saving up for you. Your gonna look to good on mom. (Then I was on my way again, following the direction of the gps to a huge mantion. I parked at the driveway and rang the bell. As to my shock, the door was opened by Stacey. The bane of my life!. I gotten the female lead in the school play, stead of her last year, and she seemed to be holding onto huge grudge ever since.)
[Aiah]-hi. You ordered chicken.(Stacey casually reached out to take the bags from me, and then tossed them aside.)
[Stacey]-so the rumor is true. You're just a poor delivery girl. Running around the town with greasy chicken. No wonder you always wear clothes that seems to be straight outta the trash, they smell like that to.
[Aiah]-that will be twenty dollars.
[Stacey]-here's five hundreds bucks. Keep the change. I know you badly need it.
[Aiah]-(i took the dollar bills. Pulled out twenty, and put the rest on the floor.) not badly enough to accept from you, and yeah. You should eat fried chicken, maybe you order salad from someplace. Anyway I gotta go. Bye! (I turned around and hopped to my scooter before she can reply)
Mikha pov:
[Mikha]-(i stood behind the pillar in the lobby of dad's company biotech, which was currently filled with journalism and photographers. My half brother Jeremy stood confidently behind the podium on the makeshift stage, then signaled to one of journalists to ask her Question.)
[People 1]-how does it feel to know that you'll be the country's youngest ceo at 18, three months from now on?
[Jeremy]-it feels great. I know it's huge responsibilities, But I'm certainly up for the challenge, Next.
[People 2]-the company seems to be in trouble. We haven't seen any grounbreaking product in a long time, can you keep up with your competitors?
[Jeremy]-yes. of course, we always working on new ideas, And I believe in my team's ability to come up with something that will keep us on top. (People claps) Thank you all for coming today. Please help yourselves to the buffet.
(as the journalists dispersed. Jeremy wasn't smiling as widely anymore. Walk over to dad, and I made sure to stay out of sight as I listen to them talking.)
[Dad]-i'm impressed with how to handled those questions, son. But we both know that we need something really innovative this time and soon.
[Jeremy]-don't worry, dad. I got this.
[Dad]-of course, I trust you. But we need some breakthrough research, and that not your area of expertise it's your sister's.
(Jeremy just rolled his eyes at that.)
