It's 11pm, in Los Angeles and I wondering the streets looking for a park bench to sleep on. I find a free one close to the public toilets. I place an old sweatshirt on the bench and then I pull out a thick jacket and wrap it around me. I curl up on the bench and use my backpack as a pillow. I wrap my arms around the bag and close my eyes.
Sometime during the night I hear. "Take the girls bag. She's probably got food in there."
I feel someone tug on my bag and I open my eyes. I see a guy standing behind me holding onto the backpacks straps. I rise from the bench and pull on my bag.
What should I do?
I look between him and my bag. I knee him in the balls and his grip loosens on the bag. I pull my bag from his grip. I pick up my sweatshirt off the bench before I run away from the group.
As I walk further down the street I hear a car pull into the curb. I turn towards the car and I look at the window as its pulled down.
A lady looks at me. "Hello, I'm Amber Hamilton. What's your name?"
I ignore her and continue on my way. I hear a door open.
"Wait!" The woman yells.
I ignore her and pick up the pace.
She catches up to me she places her hand on my arm. "I need your help with something. In return I'll give you a place to live and food on the table."
I look at the clothes she's wearing and the jewellery she's wearing.
She looks like someone that keeps there word.
"Alright! I'll go with you. What do u have to do?"
"Follow me to the car and we'll discuss that on the way to the house." She leads me to the limo.
The driver steps out of his car and opens the door for us. I climb inside and take the window seat. I see a fridge in the corner and glass holders.
Amber climbs into the car and she puts her seatbelt on. She looks at the fridge. "Do you want something to drink?"
"A bottle of water?"
She pulls out a bottle and passes it to me.
I take the lid off it. "Thank you." I take a long drink from the water.
She leans back in her seat. "I need you to get close to my daughter." She laughs. "She's not my daughter. She's my sisters child."
I turn towards her. "Where is your sister?"
Amber throws her head back and laughs. "She's married to Lukas Buchanan. He's an heir to Rush Studios."
"Rush Studios as the one that's filming Lycan? The next big block buster?"
"Yes, the one and only. But, you can't tell her that. You need to make sure she believes you are her sister. So, you have to make a huge sob story and..."
I cut her off. "...make her believe that Mum is dead. What about her father?"
She shrugs. "I don't know anything about that man and I don't intend to. We're going out for dinner tomorrow night. I was thinking that we stop by he mall before we go to my place. I don't want the neighbours to see you dressed like this. It'll ruin everything I've set out to do."
The car pulls into the mall and we spend hours walking in and out of stores and I find heaps of great clothes that I couldn't afford to buy when I was living on the streets. All I had was a couple pairs of ripped jeans, jumpers and jackets.
I used newspapers as insulation at night when it was cold.
After shopping Amber and I head towards to the house. She looks at me. "Did you have fun shopping?"
I smile. "Yeah, I did. That was the first time I've been shopping for my own clothes. I was always handed down clothes from the older kids."
Amber shakes her head. "That's awful. But, look at this way. You get your own room and clothes from joe on. Your life has done a 360, since, you met me."
Yeah, that's true!
At the house I step out of the car. I follow Amber into the house. She opens the door and I see a huge living area. On the walls are pictures of her and her husband. There's no pictures of the daughter at all.
These people must hate the girl if they don't have a single photo of her lying around the house.
A guy is sitting on the lounge watching TV. Amber clears her throat. The guy turns around and looks at Amber. "Hey, sweetheart. What are you doing home so early?"
Amber points at me. "I was out looking for a way that we can get the Hamilton fortune back."
He smiles and moves towards his wife. "What's the plan?"
"Brea is going to get close to Joy and then use her. When her guard is down she's going to steal the Will. If that doesn't work. Then we'll set fire to the house and destroy all the evidence.
The guy laughs. "I love your plan, sweetheart. I can't wait to see that girls expression when she finds out Brea isn't really her sister but someone we planted in her life."
Why do they hate the girl do much?
Amber opens a draw and pulls out a box. She places it on the table. "This is for you, Brea. You need to learn everything you can about Joy Hamilton."
I open the lid and sift through pictures of a beautiful woman with dark hair and dark eyes.
I would be lucky is she was my sister.
"Amber, do you mind if I take this to my room?"
Amber Waves me off.
I walk up the stairs and stop in front of Joy's room. I mouth the door open and I see a neatly made bed and books on a book shelf.
She's an organised person. I thought, shutting the bedroom door.
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