I felt the cold floor beneath me metallic bitterness dancing on my tastebuds. The mess surrounding me even felt superior. The glass of broken bottles. The plastic wrapping to my stepfathers pints.
The bags from the local corner shop. He was then noticed. Sat passed out on the sofa with a man smoking letting out large clouds of smoke. I choked the smoke then filling my lungs and the man's attention snapped to me. "Look what angel blessed me with this sight ?" I shuddered as his yellowish teeth formed to a sinister smile. I lifted myself up off the one soft carpet which has now turned black with the filth.
I slowly limped to the front door feeling the mans rough hands on my waist. He turned me and I screamed fighting his hands off me. I ran out with the man drunkenly following me. I ran bare footed a few blocks and ran into a decent looking man. I tripped a d he walked past acting as if nothing happened. The man had caught up with me slowly and I picked myself up, finally seeing a police car. I dashed to the car hitting the doors and the windows until it rolled down and the passenger side door opened.
Man- maam?? Are you okay ?
Me - please just help me....
My dry throat felt like the Sahara desert. The lady from the passenger side helped me over and the unidentified man stood at the opposite side of the road."Maam is this man bothering you?" I nodded and another police car pulled up taking the man and the lady put me in the back of one."we will take you to the station and we will need your parents phone numbers."no p...pp.pppplease I cant!" She looked at me dazed."is there issues at home" I nodded finally looking at her tracking the cuts and my bloody features.
She passed me back a tissue and the man in the front wasnt paying attention.

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*2 days later*

"Come on I've found you somewhere to live" my social worker grabbed my arm and I pulled back. "Look here I need to get you gone. I've got better things to be doing" She stared at me and I looked down embarrassed. She threw a small bag my passport and some tickets at me. New york ? I'm going to New York??
I frowned and she turfed me out her car at the entrance to the airport. I asked multiple people the way to my flight and a lady was kind enough to take me there. I put my bag on the machine and we started boarding.

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I sat in my seat shaking and letting out mumbles to myself. I have never been on a plane before. The people beside me were constantly shushing me....I cried for about an hour before a headache rushed over me and I fell asleep.

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A loud speaker boomed over the airplane shaking me from my sleep...."please fasten your seatbelts for landing" I hooked my seatbelt on and I tapped my foot clutching my bag. The flight attendants opened the doors and I stood up walking out quickly. The smell of leather suitcases filled my senses and the sounds of hard shoes against the marble floor resonated around me. A man in a black suit walked up to me."Hello I'm mr d'carlo and I'm a worker for the family who will be taking you in miss alexandra."
I smiled and nodded and he took me to a long car. I felt honoured just staring at the car.
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*3 Hours later*

We stopped and I clutched my bag. "Just go to the front door and I'll park the car" I climbed out and walked to the door knocking.
"of course. Honey! Your charity case is here !"
This man stared me down after shouting his wife and i was disheartened by the mans words. Charity case ?? I shrugged it off just happy to have a bed to sleep in and a roof over my head. A beautiful woman walked to the door. Her brown hair curled lightly and some beige makeup placed neatly on her face."Hello my dear. Honestly your just hear for the publicity. Stay in your room. Your going to school in a few hours. Its 7 am"I was dragged to a room and I changed out of my clothes and wore the ones that were neatly placed on my bed by a maid.

My outfit

I held myself from squealing at the expensive material on my skin

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I held myself from squealing at the expensive material on my skin. I walked downstairs once again ignored and she gave me an adress. The driver took me there but I was holding my jacket closed. I want keen on this much skin showing. I saw the crystal building appear and there was people dressed much better than me. I closed my jacket and walked down the wide hall. I looked at the timetable in my hands and found the number of my home room. I knocked opening the door. "Introduce yourself miss" the teacher stared at me and I nodded."Hello everybody I'm Alexandra Petrova and im 15" I sat in an empty seat next to a boy with tattoos up his arm."hi I'm alex" the boy glared up at me before softening "im Matteo" I smiled before paying attention to our home room teacher. A bell rang. I asked the boy next to me,"what's that bell for ?" He signalled eating so I slowly followed him not actually knowing where to go. "Are you just going to follow me ?" I nodded a yes " I dont know where to go" As if i switch was flipped he smiled and took my hand and ran to the hall" Go sit on that table right there. The one with the boys with tattoos and ones got a motorbike helmet" I walked aimlessly now spotting a motorbike helmet. I looked back and he nodded. I took one of the two spare seats and i was next to a tall boy with piercings everywhere in his ear. A boy almost growled at me " who.are.you?"Matteo came back
"She is Alexandra Petrova" they all whispered things.... little did they know.... I understand everything.

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