A boy who is 9 and a man in his late 30s was travelling the market itching for food for their somewhat family?
"Master, do you have the list?" Lorne-Lito.
"I think so..." Jacen quickly checked his pockets and nodded.
"HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" A little girl screamed
"Well you're stealing, here aren't you?" Said the school brat a guy in Lorne's class.
"Yeah well you're rich, and you don't know what it's like to be broke." She hissed at him
"Oh, so you're homeless, huh? Lame, your lame in fact your name is probably even lamer than your attitude." He chuckled while teasing the little girl punched him and ran the brat's friends ran after him, she dodged him, but her brother who hid had an oven tray and whacked one of the boys. Imiah smiled at Luan and put her right thumb up to show her gratitude. The other boy grabbed her but luckily, she kicked him in the face. Lorne-Lito saw this event and helped her up and smiled.
"Hey." He softly said
"Hey, how about you leave him and me alone." She snarled at him; she rolled her eyes and brushed herself up and signalled her brothers to leave, and they did. Imiah had her own food that she somehow stole.
"Spilt the bread into three ill have the least, You two need to grow too big and strong." Imiah spoke strongly but strangely about this, but Elio had other plans "No, Look at you you're tinier than us. You also need to be big and strong too." Luan was the oldest out of three, and they both agreed, but Imiah's stubborn behaviour busted through "No, did you see the way I handled those rich rats? I singled handily knocked him out all by himself!" She screeched at them both.
Lorne-Lito had followed them too there home it was raining and pouring their place was destroyed their holes shining through the cracked concrete. Even the grass was dead. He knew there was something different about all three of them. How were they this brave?
Luan snapped back at her "Look at you, you're the tiniest out of all of us plus you still got bruised from that one punch, and you can barely walk!" She slapped him across the face "I'm wiser yet your older." She stormed off into the next room, which was much colder than the one with only a fire. She curled up in a ball, but she heard a crunch she quickly turned to see the kid who kindly helped her up. He smiled at her with a bag.
"Don't run away now. I have a gift I can see that your poor so here." He handed her the bag, and she smiled back at him "Thanks?" she questioned his morals, but it was actual money he backed out the room, and she quickly ran back to her brothers
"Look, I found some money." She smiled
"Oh no Imi did you steal it?" Luan sighed
"No no the kind that helped me up when I fell" She immediately backed up her statement
"Luan, you can count so count," Elio demanded his blue eyes stung Luan's hazel eyes. Luan grabbed the money and quickly summed everything up to "6,000 credits." All of them were shocked.
"6,000?!" Luan and Imiah both stuttered
"Yep, we should buy all of the food on this market." He Luan's enthusiasm had sprouted.
"No, that isn't smart we should divide the money so we can buy food, Supplies and Clothes" Imiah stated, "I agree with her." Elio nodded while smiling.
"2,000 each it's more equal that way," Luan added.
The sun had risen, Imiah Luan and Elio had both jumped out bright and earlier each with 2,000 credits ready to spend.
"Don't let greed blind you; this is a lot of money." Imiah warned the boys "Get what we need, not what you want." She added, "And remember want is desire, Need is more than desire." She ended her words by that her briefing inspired the boys to follow her commands.
The shop keeper waved at me.
"Hey there, Imiah! I see you've got a pocket full of credits."
"Yes, A very kind person gave them to us." She smiled
"Have you heard the news? The court is looking for a queen."
"Really?"
"Yes... you have to pay a lot of credits." He grinned with a tint of extreme sarcasm, although poor and her house destroyed this news brought a new horizon to her eyes. "The higher city is much crueller to those who are no longer in a bath of money," She said to the Shopkeeper "Your wisdom masks your age, Child."