The Lost McCall Twin(hiatus)

Chapter 1: Old Rusty Blue Jeep

Riley's POV
I was wondering the streets of a random town.
All I remember was falling asleep at school and waking up on the side of some random town that I have never been to.
I guess I should introduce myself.
Hi! I'm Riley McCall, well at least I was Riley McCall when I was 10 years old. When I was only 10 years old my twin brother, Scott, and I were heading onto the bus to bring us back to our moms house after spending the weekend with our dad. Then I was shoved aside by a couple of kids my age as Scott got on and the bus doors closed as it left the street, leaving me stranded and alone.
I managed to survive for 5 years, hopefully I can survive long enough to get back to my family.
I heard a snap of a twig and I turned around, looking into the woods, only to see nothing because it was dark out.
I looked down and saw that I was wearing nicely fitted light grey sweatpants, a black long sleeved shirt with slits in the arm, and black beat up sneakers.
My hair was in a side fishtail braid and was slightly messy.
This was the outfit I wore to school except it was a lot more dirtier than I remembered.
I sighed and rummaged through the small bag I had and realized all the belongings I managed to buy over the years with the money I earned from my job at Starbucks and some extra cash.
I was walking down the road for a while when all of a sudden I saw 2 bright beams of lights coming up the road.
All of a sudden an old rusty blue jeep stopped next to me.
"Do you need a ride?" I heard a voice, can it be? No it can't. I'm not that lucky.
"Hello? Are you okay?" I heard the boy ask as he gets out of the car and comes around to the side I was on.
I backed up from him, scared and nervous.
"Hey, I won't hurt you. My dad is the sheriff of this town. Why don't you come in my car and I'll take you back to my place so you're out of the dark and night?" He asked.
I slowly nodded and he opened the passengers seat door and I smiled at him and got in.
He shut the door then ran to the drivers side and got in.
"What's your name?" He asked me.
"Riley." I choked out.
He jerked on the breaks causing me to fly forward but he stopped me from moving by throwing his arm in front of my body.
I smiled in appreciation and gave him a puzzled look.
"I'm sorry-it's just...I had a friend that was named Riley but she-never mind." He said ducking his head down the started driving again.
Could it be?
Could it be my twin brothers childhood best friend?
Well there's only one way to find out.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
He sighed and gave me a small smile," my name is Stiles." He said and I was filled with hope.
This is my Stiles.