Belle's P.O.V
"Just leave me alone, I'm leaving this hell hole!" I yelled at my foster parents.
"Nobody would want you if you run away anyway!" My foster father says.
I run up to the room that was mine at the time and started to pack all my clothes which wasn't much, because they never took my shopping.
'Why was I even staying her' I thought to myself. I got phone and called my friend Sam.
*Start call*
"Hey I'm leaving my foster home and I know you hate yours do you wanna run away." I say into the phone.
"I've been waiting for you to ask that I already have my stuff packed I'll meet you at the park okay?" She says.
"Okay."
"THE FAULT IN OUR STARS PART TWO!" She yells.
"Dumb ass"
*End call*
I finished packing and run downstairs.
"Where the hell are you going!?" My foster mother ask.
"I already told you smart ass!" I say.
I go to the kitchen and go through the cabinets and such. They didn't know that I knew where there money was so I took all the money I saw, and ran outside with my penny board.
Looking back at the house I remembered that they have a little safe at the side of the house, so I run over there and do the combination. There was only about $2,000 dollars which wasn't much cause they're rich.
I ran to the woods behind the house which leads to the park. It's a good thing that they don't know my real name which is Amber Olivia Marie Garcia. Yeah it's long but I can change it up. I see Sam and run up to her.
"Ready to go hoe?" She asks.
"Yup slut." I say laughing.
We skateboard for about an hour, then stop for a drink of water at another park.
"So we're in Irvine, the closest city is Los Angeles, so wanna take a taxi there?" Sam ask.
"Sure I have about $3,000."
"I'll hail a cab." She says.
We start skating to a curb, find a cab and get in.
"To Los Angeles please." I say.
"Okay no hi?" She says.
"MRS. CINDY!" We yell at the same time.
Mrs. Cindy is our bus driver, but now it's summer and she usualy drives us everywhere. And she knows everything about, but our real names.
"Why are y'all going to L.A?" She asks.
"They just got worst and worst so we left." I say.
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Mystery Girl
RandomShe the girl with the voice. People want to know why she is. But does she wan them to know her? This is Belle's, and her friend Sam's story. They've known each other for 10 years, they've moved to different cities and different foster homes since th...
