Have ya ever live in a world where things were counted as perfect. A place where there was no trouble, or a worry on your back? Everything was exactly how ya wanted it to be to call it home. Or a place with no mistakes...But eventually, mistakes are...
"Dont you kids come back in my yard with that-that arrgh!"
Shouted Emily as a couple friends and I scurried for the café. Our legs running like we were horses at a race.
"GO GO!"
My friend hurried me along side him. When we made it to the café, booming with costumers of colors you can only imagine, my friend and i sat ,panting and gasping for air.
"Did ya get it? Huh didja? Com'on lemme see it!"
I begged and tugged.
"Hey gey, shut it. Yea i have now."
He said nudging me off.
"Well come on now ,Erickson, lemme see!"
He chuckled at me and pulled out the small black bag. It was silk, and had a blue ribbon wrapped around it like present.
"What do ya think it is? Candy? Mojinka-coins? Somethin' we can get snacks with?"
I asked reaching for the bag.
"I dunno, Mojie...maybe Emma might know?"
He said shrugging .
"Aww nah, don't bring Emma. Ya know she'll start ta tell us what we're doin is all wrong abd that we gotta stop. She might even take it back. Lets not bring her in on this."
"Whatever you say, mojie."
We sat and peeked our head about, everyone was busy not paying attention to us, so we snuck out back and into the small hut i made. It sat behind the café building and tea shop. So it always smelt good and would be warm during cold days like this one.
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I was twelve at this time. Things were busy, and people were not free to chat. It has be three years since I had left the corporation, and soon enough, it was left at the fact I was a rebel.
"Whats so bad about being a rebel?"
Erick asked. Hes fifteen. He had lavender hair and red glasses. Wore a sweater vest, and was normally a nerd. But i dont mind it much. He can be rude sometimes, but Emma says thats just how boys will be. She even said I would become rude.
"Being labeled a rebel means ya don't follow the rest of the ants to the nest. Ya take a different path. The other mojinkas dont like that..."
I explained as I too out sone hidden snacks from my basket.
"Almost like...like if you didn't listen to yer parents. Ya got those right? I hear they boss their kids round and round."
"Oh well uh...my parents only do it to protect me as all. Not like they enjoy bossing me around. "
"Well i wouldn't like it. I couldn't imagine if I had to follow a code..."
"Mojie, we-ugh...look, you're still young, so you dont understand how Smalvil works. You'rethe nicest mojinka here, everyone says it. Normally rebels get treated badly right?"
"Right, then you, you're a reble. Ya dont wanna folow the rest of the ant trail, and yet the others still welcome you back to the nest!"
I nod cause he was right like always.
"Then don't go thinking like that..."
I sighed...i hated when he would be right..but he was..
It was a couple months after that conversation...actually, i believe it was two years! So much time had past and that conversation felt like yesterday, but i listened to it. All day i would find myself smiling and not letting anything get to me. People would see that in my gem.
"That boys gem is always glowing."
Whispers a Mojinkian from the powder shop.
"Yea, but ain't it supposed ta be yellow if he so happy?"
"It dont have ta be..maybe he just happy enough to make it glow its original color."
I heard them whisper around and just would walk myself to Ericks house.
I was fifteen now snd he was now eighteen.
I knocked on his door and his mother came to it.
"Oh Emojie! Do come in!"
She said politely.
I bowed and did so. Its polite to bow before entering a house. At least thats what Erickson told me.
He rushed down, grabbed me up like a princess and hurried me to his basement.
I was tossed on the floor.
"ERICK- WHAT THE FRENCH FR-"
"Shhhh."
Emma whispered.
I looked over and saw Emma and Even.
"Is he up there?"
"I dunno, can't hear his steps."
"Well listen in harder!"
"Shh, can't when ya talkin'!"
They were having some meeting i didn't know bout.
"Mind telling me what's happening? "
I asked.
Emma looks over and nods. She had brown hair, pechy skin, and looked like a fox in some way. She wore a green dress and black dress shoes.
"Erick turned 18, so the officials are comin' here ta mark him."
"Huh? Is that bad?"
I asked.
"Well no, but...the older official had died recently from an unknown reason. They say that T.H.E.Y. corp is responsible, but no one will say what happened. Anyway, the royal guard ofthe corporation is comin here ta mark Erick."
"Well whats so bad about that?"
I asked her.
"It means he might have to leave smalvill and go to Eutopia. Didn't he show you that gem he took. You have oneon you already. "
I looked at my neck and sure enough, it was there. Lighting up enough to see her face.
"Yea, but I had this since I was a baby. And Erick never showed me. When did he get it."
Emma looked shocked at the question.
"You don't remember? You were twelve and he was fifteen when you idiots took it. Ms. Emily was to give that to him herself and he took it thinking it was money for him to spend. I swear he may look shy , but theres a devil emote downloaded in his heart somewhere. "
