Anisha leaves behind her small town life of depression, addiction and bad life decisions to find herself and create a future worth living. The day after her 21st birthday Anisha Lashay decides to leave her life of pain and emptiness in nowhere Georgia to pursue happiness. At exactly 8:37 AM on a random Tuesday, she arrives in Chicago, Illinois. But change isn't as easy as it seems.

Belaina has never been the belle of the ball. Her meager beginnings and a childhood tragedy that left her bewilderingly mute weren't exactly traits that eligible bachelors dreamed about. So instead she poured herself in to her art and training. Finding a mate that loved her from the inside out seemed like a fantasy she would only read about.

I walk in to the gym with my Sangria duffel dragging by my side. Its 5:20 AM. I'm late and already off to a bad start this morning. Not that anyone's keeping me on a schedule. Someone would have to care for that to happen. My mind and body crave routine and today's delay has already sent me into a mental frenzy of doubt and anxiety.I set my duffel on a nearby table and take a few more long sips of cold water to try to wake myself up. As per usual, there is only one other person there. Alaina's dedication is something I have always admired and respected. She's the only person that's ever here when I get here and I've never seen her miss a day. She is diligently practicing her infamous Lop Sau move on a nearby practice dummy. Man, that girl never misses a beat.Alaina is a moon elf with the personality of a wild elf. She has always been a loner who prefers making music and walking the shore of the water line at night over parties and socializing. She's one of the few else that doesn't look awkwardly through me in discomfort, walk on egg shells with pity in eye when I'm around, or avoid me altogether. While half-else are relatively common now, there are still quite a few people in the house that will always consider me an outsider. Its rarely expressed with direct disdain, but the passive aggression and discomfort hang in the air like not so subtle Autumn dew. The real issue is my disability. After the accident when my mutism instantly claimed dominance over my life, even long time friends started to fade out out to avoid the discomfort that pity always brings into relationships.