~Chapter 1~

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Pride, Lust, Greed, Envy, Gluttony, Wraith, and Sloth humanity's wrost sins to become. Yet here we are in plain sight, aging does not effect us and yet for the last hundred of years the mortals have not notice. My train of thought was cut off my someone bump into me and spilling hot coffee all over my jacket. Shame I didn't really like that jacket.

"I am so sorry! I'm really clumsy, I was late for work this morning and." I cut them off with a sharp sigh and closing my eyes. "It is fine do not bother." "No I'm really sorry it's my fault let me buy you another jacket." I gave them a small bitter chuckle and open my eyes. The person now revealed to be a girl with long dark brown hair tied up to a tight bun, her eyes were dark chocolate, and her posture was timid.

For some odd reason I could not find being my normal not caring, sarcastic and cold self in this situation. Yet I begin to feel pity for whatever the reason is I know not. I look at the pamphlet she was holding. "I believe rehearsals are at less than five minutes, you better hurry on. I believe we would see each other again soon." As if my words sprung the girl's action to run to run to her workplace seemingly to forget at me at the moment. I let out a small chuckle and gave her running figure a smirk. I sigh knowing that I would have the hassle to change. I quickly walk to my apartment and enter. I live a very comfortable life but some would call it extravagant giving my whole apartment is a middle of modern day trend with a light atmosphere of the 18th century. I take off that disgusting brown color feces jacket and throw it in the trash, and replace it with my pale yellow one. A friend whom I despise now gave me it and it doesn't match my color scheme. I sigh as I look in my mirror and fix my appearance.

I look at the watch on my wrist, a quarter to 11:00. Hopefully I'm not late, I walk out of my apartment again. The theater wasn't fair from my house at all so I did not have to use my car. I arrive at the theater and see a young girl presumably waiting for me. "A Ms. Pierce! Thank you for coming to see the orchestra." she said enthusiastically and raise her hand to shake mine. I return the gesture "Every town has its potential." I say to her as we walk in. "I'm not to terribly late am I?" I ask her. "Oh no you're actually on time." she reply and open the door for me. I thank her as I walk to sit down in the middle of the seating area and take out my notes.

Everyone got quiet once the band starts. I scan through every play occasionally write down my notes. I saw the girl who bump into me earlier, I wasn't particularly surprised because I did see the pamphlet and the violin case. Something about her is extraordinary for some reason because she looks ordinary yet my interest in her is increasing. Perhaps Lust knows what is wrong, actually that is the worst idea never mind. I rather not have my reputation to see me as someone who is soft.

After the orchestra comes to an end, I was talking to several of the band player and taking pictures with them. I see the girl packing up to leave as I finish talking to the director and said good bye to him. Why do I want to talk to the person who destroy my jacket? Even if its an ugly one no less, perhaps I want to thank her? Emotions are too confusing.

"That was beautiful piece you did on the violin." My mouth start talking before I could even begin to think of words to speak. She quickly looks at me stopping her actions. "Its you again, look I'm really sorry about earlier." "Oh no" I wave off her apology. "I should be thanking you for giving me an excuse to rid of that horrible jacket. Let us start over shall we?" I gave my hand to her and she took it. "Hello my name is Angelica Pierce." "Vanya Hargreeves and let me make it up." "How about over coffee? If you would like to of course." "Sure, Tomorrow at around 9:00?" Vanya ask me. "That sounds splendid." I turn to a new page on my notebook and write down my number. I tore off the page and give it to her. "So you would have a way to contact me." Vanya's cheeks were slightly red with embarrassment and chuckle nervously. "I really am a klutz."

"It happens to the best of us right?" I gave a small chuckle "Right." Vanya resume to packing up earlier. We hear her phone ding, "That is probably my sister to pick me up." she said as puts the violin case's strap over her shoulder. "I'll walk you." "You sure? I don't want to take up your time." "No I insist, it is not trouble at all."

"Thank you." As our way over to her sister, I decide to get to know her more since this curiosity of mine won't fade away. "Favorite coffee?" "Just the basic coffee with cream, how about you?" "Caramel frappe." "I hope you enjoy the show." "I did, the way you play the violin is so elegant." "Do you know how to play an instrument?" "The piano." We stop at her sister's car. "I'll see you tomorrow." "I will see you as well." Vanya gets in the car and the car drives off.

Vanya Hargreeves my curiosity grows as the more I talk to you.

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