Auriella is a girl wanting to achieve her life long dream, and the city is her canvas. Unfortunately, life isn't a walk in the park, and when the Foot Clan get involved, it's messy. Luckily there are four brave turtles there to save the day, and one...
I was here. Ready to make my mark and finish my dream. My heart skips a few beats whenever I think about it. It was either that or all the jam packed places in this place. I felt like I was part of a herd or something with no control whatsoever of where I was going.
Stumbling to the side, I spied a girl in a yellow raincoat waving to me.
"Hey, Auri!" I looked around. How did this girl know my name? "It's me, April! I'm going to be showing you around the city in a bit." Her eyes sparkled as she smiled.
"A'ight." I shifted from foot to foot, my eyes scanning the grey skies above. Rain, no doubt. "Where to first?" My bag was getting heavy, so full of art supplies and my beloved tablet. If we didn't make a move soon, I might just keel over backwards and sleep. A few feet ahead of us, a homeless person mimicked my exact sentiments on a cardboard box.
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"I can show you your apartment, then we can grab lunch."
Lunch consisted of pizza, one of my favorites. Kudos to New York. With cheese running from my mouth to the slice in hand, I glanced out the window at the tall buildings. "What's that?"
"That's Slater Inc. My father used to work with him years ago." The brunette looked down at her plate. One finger traced circles on the wooden table. An awkward silence fail, which I broke with a cough.
"So...what do you do?"
"I'm a news anchor." As April explained her job, I opened my sketchbook and chose a subject: a man dancing on the corner. As he showed off his skills, I added a few more details, and about half an hour later, was done. This would be good to put up high once I unpacked my spray paints...
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"Whoa...that's pretty cool."
April, leaning forward over the table, perused my drawing. "Oh...yeah. Sorry. You were talking about your job?" I blushed.
"It's fine. It's pretty boring." She chuckled.
After talking a bit more, we headed to my apartment. It was getting dark, and droplets were coming down. I noticed some figures following us, but I didn't say anything. Why would they want from us? They're probably heading the same way, right? It's a big city. Lots of people head in the same direction as others...
