Friends with Benifits

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This is my first story so don't judge because I love writing stories. it'll be a short one so that I can get used to it!😋

Sophie's POV

I stood on the curb outside the post office shaking a paper cup with a couple of coins in. There is absolutely no advantages to being homeless. I am 15 and I have no parents ; not any more anyway. I live off the scraps my mums old friend, Karen, gives me from her bakery.

One day when I was walking to my little tunnel hideout I bumped into a girl around my age with brown hair and visible cheekbones.

"Sorry!" she gasped.

"Oh it was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going." I replied

"Victoria." she said as she shook my hand.

"Sophie."

Victoria's POV

I was wandering about town when I bumped into this small girl about 15 with scruffy clothes and all dirty.

"Sorry." I'd gasped.

"Oh it was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going." She replied.

I shook her hand.

"Victoria."

"Sophie."

We chatted for about half an hour and then I invited her to mine. she accepted the offer so we started to walk. when we got to my street a young boy greeted Sophie. He asked to come along with us. I didn't know what to say for Sophie's sake.

What should Victoria say? Put your idea in the comments!!👍

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 08, 2014 ⏰

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