Run away Rachel Lupin find herself in London, struggling on the cold dangerous streets the sidemen stumbled over her one day... Literally.
Follow Rachel's story as she tries to escape her neglecting parents' grasp as the several boys provide shelte...
A/N -this is what Rachel looks like ^^ ................................................................ Grabbing clothes, my laptop, Chargers, phone, notebook, money ect. Anything and everything. Throwing on some clothes such as-
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Gulping I quietly sneaked down the stairs hoping not to awaken my parents. Finally reaching the bottom step I sighed in relief before exiting through the door and then spraining off towards the nearest bus stop to take me to the train station. Checking the bus times I saw the nearest bus time to come would be in an hour but my parent would be expecting there breakfast then.... Sighing I went to a pay phone for a taxi -I would use my phone but they'd be able to track it in fact i need to get rid of it.... Awe.... Taking off the phone case I took out my sharpie and drew on the back of my phone a city afterwards I quietly tucked it in to my friends show who lives by the bus stop. Putting change in to the pay phone I called a taxi to pick me up. "Alright sugar plump?" A woman's thick Canadian accent pulled in by in a taxi "erm Rachel right?" "That's Me!" I laughed quickly before hurriedly got in to the cab. "Where to?" She turned around she had black hair with mysterious warm grey eyes. "The closest train station" I smiled "Alright"
Breathing in I watched the fields shoot past as I drove through fields in to flashing lights and before so knew it I was in the city. "Oh!" Fishing out my purse i gave the friendly woman some money and extra pressing it in to her hand "if anyone asks you where you took and me and if say no to everything please its best if stayed out of it it's too risky" Before she could question me I grabbed my bag and ran out of the car heading inside the door. Breathing in the scent i could smell fresh coffee, smoke and the gas from the train. I could hear the footsteps of busy buissness people talking on their phones looking stressed out. Taking a step forward I shakily walked towards the timetables showing the trains where to and from. Looking at the nearest train to my luck there was one going in 25 minutes.
After purchasing a ticket I walked towards Starbucks purchasing a Smore Frappe and a small blueberry muffin. "Have a nice day love" the man mailed as he handed me the things I bought. "Thanks" I returned a small smile before turning my back and heading towards the train rails. I saw some people in suits and families with Babies, some teens and some elderly. Hearing a loud noise echoing through the tunnel I saw the train coming to a halt and the doors opening causing floods of people to exit and enter.
Taking steps onto the train I couldn't help it yet feel nervous on how it was going to turn out. Sitting by the window i watched as the hell hole i had to live (survive) in for 16 years fly by after finishing look out I looked ahead anxious to see the city.
