Living the prankster dream!

On the streets?

Georgia's P.O.V

We wondered around forever and ever, we walked through the town centre and sat in the main bit by a wall. It started getting dark and Denis(a boy) took out a huge blanket and placed it down where we were going to sit. We all sat down and Tommy was in my lap and another little boy called Ray was sat in Chilli's lap. We took out another blanket and all huddled up together and wrapped us up warm. Denis took of his cap and put it in front of us as a money collector. I took my hat of and put it on Tommy.

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Everyone was asleep except us older ones.

"Well this sucks" I said quietly.

"It's ok" said Denis sitting closer to me and giving me a hug, he was like a big brother to me, sometimes I swear he is.

"What do we do now?" Said Chilli also leaning on me getting tired.

"Live everyday like its our last" I said slowly falling asleep.

"Yeah" said Denis also falling asleep.

3rd person

They all fell swiftly to sleep in a town in America. A man in a long cloak came strolling down the street and stopped at the orphans, he started writing on a sheet of paper and put it in Georgia's t shirt pocket. He then walked off as if nothing had happened. I wonder what he wrote on the note? Is he a good guy or a bad guy? I don't know?.

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Chilli's P.O.V

I woke up and gently nudged Georgia to wake her up.

"Huh what happened?" She said barely even opening her eyes.

"Wake up we got a whole new day ahead of us!" I said trying to sound enthusiastic.

"Ok I'm up I'm up" she said sitting up.

I gently nudged Ray to make him wake up.

"What?" He said.

"C'mon rise and shine" I said.

"Okay" he said and stood up.

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When we all finally all woke up we started walking around a bit. I looked at Georgia and saw her pocket full of something.

"Hey" I said.

"Huh, what?" She answered looking back at me smiling.

"What's in your pocket?" I asked.

"Nothing" she said reaching in her jean pockets.

"No silly, your shirt pocket!" I laughed.

"Oh, still nothing" she said checking.

Georgia's P.O.V

I reached into my pockets and felt a piece of paper. I stopped and took it out to read it.

'Cheque for $200' I thought realising it was a real cheque.

"What the heck?" I said.

"What is it" said Denis.

"I-I-I-don't know?" I said confused. "It wasn't there yesterday"

"Whose it from?" Asked Chilli.

"It has a signature on it-it says...Roman something" I said not understanding the last part. "I can't read it"

By now everyone was curious and gathered around, nobody took it from me because they knew I'd share it.

We wondered to a shop that specialises in shirts and we stood outside, nobody was here though.