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Chapter 6

I fell asleep around 3 a.m. listening to their voices compose relaxing harmonies.
        
           I'm in love with you,
                  And all your little things.

As I woke up, a wave of inspiration hit me. I purchased all of their albums, and I blasted them throughout my flat for the remainder of the day. I unpacked all of my luggage, and set up my art studio. Once I had all my paints and pastels set in the perfect order, I went straight to work. Splashes of blue blending into a happy peach, and a sun emerging from behind the clouds. It was the start of something brand new and absolutely beautiful. A new era in my life.

Near the end of the day, while I made myself dinner, I decided to phone Aqua.

"Hey! Aqua, it's Escape," I said while some oils popped in the background.

"Hi! What's up? Did you listen to the song?" She said ecstatically. I smiled. Then I realized, she didn't have an accent.

"Yes, I did actually. You could say I've become quite a fan. But I was wondering, would you girls like to come over for dinner? Maybe tonight or tomorrow. Whenever you lot are available," I asked. I decided to question the girls on their nationalities later.

"Yes! We'd love that. Text me your address. We'll be there tonight at 6. Would you like us to bring something?"

"A bag of nacho chips would be great. Thanks! I'll see you in a couple of hours! Bye!"

"Bye! See ya!" She said as I hung up. I texted her the address, and soon enough the girls arrived, bearing a party sized bag of nacho chips.

We messed around a bit. I got to know each of them a lot better. They even convinced me to dye my hair purple. I found out that the girls were coincidentally from the same city I was raised in. It amazed me that in such a small city, we had never met. However, they were a bit older than me. I learned that they grew up in the Southern part of our city. It was often filled with violence, but they had managed to not fall into the traps set for them. They worked hard for their high place.

They were absolutely amazing girls. Such different styles and personalities that somewhat clashed and overpowered each other but still managed to pull through as something beautiful and great. I was never one of those girls that had a large group of friends or a shoulder to cry on. Poetry and paintings were my only friends, but I was okay with that. I didn't want to be around people who didn't feel that I was necessary in their life. I didn't want attachment. It got very lonely, but it was better than being heartbroken.

But this is a new life. So maybe I should try to let someone in. These girls seemed pretty safe to me, but perhaps we'll just have to see how this roller coaster of a life goes.