She feels confused. Aisha, having gone through a lot in her life, has lost every single bit of trust she has in humanity. Every single guy she has dated has never given her satisfaction. No one in her life has comforted her and now she feels at edge. A sudden call interrupts her full of thoughts head.

''Heyyy Aisha!! Oh my God I missed you so muuuch!!"

Aisha sighs as she hears Misha's annoying voice.

"Oh hi Misha. What's up?"

"Why do you you sound so angwyy???"

"Nothing Misha, just say what you want to say quickly and hung up"

"Aww you're making Misha saaad. Hmph!" Misha said as she pouted

"Ah Misha cut the crap and get straight into the point"

The reason why Aisha dislikes Misha so much is the desperately cute image she wants to pull of. Being a child of a Japanese father and Korean mother and having grown up both in Japan and Korea, she has that aegyo Korean and kawaii Japanese anime girl style she wants to be like. Her and Aisha got close from a young age since Misha has an upbeat, bubbly and bright appearance that got attracted to the complete opposite image that Aisha has always had. When they first met, Misha got excited about the similarity in their names and called her her soul mate. Even though they immediately got very close, Aisha was never that comfortable with Misha.

"Ok then... So there is that pool party I will be attending in a few days and since I was asked to bring a friend with me I think you would be the perfect fit for the spot. What do you think?"

"Nah, I'm not interested."

"Oh come oooon girl. We both know you have been kind of depressed lately so I think it's perfect to cheer you up. I'll come pick you up in ten minutes to go and choose a dress or anything you would like for the occasion. I don't want to hear no. See ya in a bit! Mwah!!!"

Aisha didn't have the time to answer since Misha quickly hung up but she decided to ignore the request and went back to overthinking.

She didn't think for long since something interrupted her again. Now it was the doorbell. Hesitant, she got up to open the door thinking it might be the one she was trying to avoid.

"Hello hello Aisha!!!"

And yes, there she was, Misha, dressed in full glam. Misha was the only daughter of one of the richest families in America. Her father's business has been going on for many generations and it was popular from their times in Japan. With a reputation like this, the one and only thing her father had in mind was his daughter getting into the business successfully so from the moment he heard his wife was pregnant he decided to move his business in a bigger market like America. When Misha was born she obviously was raised as "daddy's little princess" so she was and still is kind of spoiled.

"Oh my God, Misha, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to pick you up. To go shopping!!!"

Aisha sighs as she realizes how excited her friend is.

"No, Misha I don't want to go."

"I told you, I ain't hearing any objections. Imma get you ready if you're that bored."

Misha pushes her friend back inside in order to get her ready. She starts dressing Aisha up with one of her best suits and chains. She looked fabulous. Knowing how stubborn her friend is, she didn't try to object to anything and waste her energy. She thought it would be fine if she just went there but didn't buy anything at the end. And with all that they eventually went out to shop everything they could find.