Elise's POV:
I'm broke. Okay I'm just gonna flat out say it.
I'm poor. My families poor. That's how it is.Mind you I have a family of 8. I have 3 younger siblings and 1 older. Apparently I am "too good for jobs." as my dad says so I first not do that shit. How I get money however is stealing.
17 years of experience and you get really good at it. The other day I pickpocketed an 80 year old.Anyways one day I stole from the wrong guy.
I woke up and went downstairs in our special two story house. It's good I know but the house itself is shitty as hell.Anywho, so wmet downstairs to see my two little bros and one sister, Joe, Mike, and Gabby. I smiled at them and turned to my oldest sibling Issac. "Hey." I say. "Hey," He responds. "Dad needs you to go out again." He says. I roll my eyes. "Really? I just went out." He shrugs. "He's drunk." I groan and go to see my dad, grabbing the keys. "Dad I'm gonna head out." My dad looks up from the TV and his bottle. "To do what?" I look at him. "What you want me to do." He smiles and waves.
Time to go.I walk downtown and observe. There's a lady in chains and hats and heels. Easy, she's faking.
Then there's a little bit with candy and a quarter. I'm not a monster.Then I see a boy around my age in later necklaces, rings, and sweats. Yep he's rich.
I walk over to him and sit down next to him on the bench. I purposely drop something and ask ask him to help me. While doing so I quickly put a hand in his pocket. Before I grabbed anything though he felt it and turned to me.
"What the hell!" I finally got a good view of him. Green eyes, brown hair, spotless skin, and muscles. "I'm so sorry my hand slipped." He didn't believe me and walked off after thinking so was stealing from him. Who knows I was but he's not supposed to know. Anyways, shit. It's passed the amount of time it's supposed to take and I got nothing. I run home and go inside to see my dad and brother there. "Where we're ya." My brother says. "Come on its not even 4 yet why do I have a curfew?" My dad slams his hand on the table. "Because the cops are looking for this family!" I stare at my dad.
"No there after you!" My dad stares me down and pulls me in by the shirt. "Talk to me like that again and you'll sleep outside." I don't say anything as he lets me go and I go upstairs.In my room, I pull out my phone (I stole it.)
and go on snapchat. I scroll through my friends and land on ky best friend groupchat. I text them.Me: Hey
S: Heyyyy
J: what's up?
Me: I cannot wait to see y'all tomorrow
S+J: Me tooI close out of my phone and sit there. I lay on my floor. I begin to do a bracelet. Then stop. Then I read. And go on my phone. And make some food. And repeat until it was 10:30. I say night to my siblings but not my dad because I was mad at him. I do love him though. Anyways I get on my phone, put in 2013 headphones, and go to bed.
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Opposites Attract
Teen FictionElise Hobbes has a very poor family and the way she gets money is by stealing. Until she decided to steal from the richest guy in her town who caught her. But he has an offer that says he's not allowed to tattle her to the cops. Will she take it or...