Power Moves Only! (TEAM CRAFTED FF)

It all started when I moved out of my house at the age of 15. I ran away, my parents owed me over 2000 dollars of my own money that I earned myself and they refused to give it to me. So I pocketed the rest of my bank acount which was roughly had 4000 dollars in it. All that I took with me was a backpack filled with a few pairs of clothes and a small snack or two. I didnt know where I was going but it will honestly be better then this. So I got on a plane and headed to the only place where I thought I belonged... Los Angeles.

When I got off the plane I headed to the street and immediatly tried looking for a cab. Within 20 minutes I found a cab and hopped in telling him to go to Hollywood Blvrd. It took too long and the free was highly over priced. I was outraged, I threw the money at him and he mockingly said "Welcome to LA" and drove off. I rolled my eyes and slung my  backpack over my shoulder grabbing a paper from a magazine stand and immediatly starting to look for houses. Since I am from Canada this Is a huge change for me and I dont understand why everyone is so rude. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and dialed a number I saw in the paper, waiting for someone to answer anxiously. "Hello?" I heard a male voice say. "Yes hello, I saw your ad in the paper about a room for rent?" I said and he groaned "Not another... Look were not looking for anyone anymore okay? please stop calling" He said and ended the call. I sighed and crossed his name off the list. I sat on a bench close to a food stand and began the long and grueling task of finding a  place.

It took all night, I still hadnt found a place and I could see the sun coming up over the hollywood hills. Beautiful  and breathtaking but I had no time to take in the beauty, I was still homeless in LA. I had tried all the numbers and ads in the paper and no one was looking for someone to rent out their room anymore. Maybe I should just go back home... I was tired and smelly and I couldnt find a place to live. It doesnt make the situation better that I am turning 16 today and I am spending my birthday on the street with no one I love near me. I sat in a lump on the bench where I had spent the night till I saw one last ad that said

"Looking for a place to crash? well were looking for a new roomate! call us at __________"

I smiled wide and dialed the number as quickly as I could without messing up. I waited a few minutes before a woman answered the phone

"Hello? Team Crafted house. Madison Dahlberg speaking" she said with enthusiasm in her voice.

"Hello, My name is Berit Danneberg and I am looking for a place to stay. I saw your ad in the paper and I was wondering if you still had a room for rent?" I said sounding hopeful and she yelled at someone who was talking in the background. A few minutes later she grabbed the phone once more and finally answered me. My stomach was in knots, If this doesnt work I have no where to go.

"Yes! we have just the room for you. Rent is 150 a month and you'll need to provide your own food. We have bathrooms attached to every room in the house so you will have your own privacy. Only down side is that abunch of rowdy boys who talk to cameras for a living live here..." she sounded wiry that I wouldnt say I need that room. I smiled wide and got up quickly. 

"I would love to take the room" I said and she sounded excited

"Adress is __________ I will see you in a bit" she said and I smiled wide holding back my excitement. 

"Thank you soooo much!" I said and hung up. I looked from left to right looking at the street names and such till I saw the name of the street where the house was on. Surprisingly it wasnt as far away as I had originally thought so I decided since I didnt have much in the sense of luggage with me that I would just walk. It was a 20 minute walk from the bench where I had spent that first night and once I had arrived at the house I was dumbfounded. I walked up the long driveway to the two front doors that were made of glass. I hesitantly knocked and waited for an answer. A woman dressed in a floral pattern dress and clunky boots answered the door. I smiled up at her.

"Hi I'm Berit I talked to Madison on the phone not too long ago?" I said and she smiled wide

"Nice to meet you Berit! I am Madsion Dahlberg. I spoke to you on the phone not too long ago" she said with a laugh and ushered me in. I took a look around and the house was breathtaking. 

"The boys are sleeping right now, do you drink coffee?" she asked me and walked towards a huge kitchen 

"White, 2 sugar" I replied and set my backpack down by the front door along with my shoes. 

"So what are you doing in LA? let alone looking for a place to stay... You've got to be only 16 at most?" she asked me while getting the cups of coffee togther. I nodded

"16 today actually... and I ran away from home.Long story short my parents owe me a lot of money and I was sick of having to deal with their bullshit" I covered my mouth and looked at her "Sorry, I didnt mean to use  such vulger language" she laughed and walked over handing me  a cup of coffee in a cute kitten mug.

"No problem at all and Happy Birthday! First month rent is on me" she said and walked away winking, I follwed her smiling.

"Are you sure? I can give you the money now" I said and started digging through my small hand bag.

"Dont you dare, I insist... Were not financially unstable we just want to help people" she said and continued the tour around the mansion sized house. She took me from room to room, showing me the editing software and the place where the boys play their video games while they record. Lastly she showed me my room. It was huge! I had no idea there would be such a beautiful veiw. I was overwhelmed. I smiled wide and hugged her tight like I knew her for years. 

"Thank you so much" I said and pulled away wiping tears. she smiled 

"No problem Berit, get some rest. you look exhausted" I nodded and climbed into the bed that was there. I pulled up the covers as Madison left the room. I felt at home for the frst time in maybe 8 years. I was home. 

~~~THIS STORY WAS MADE BY @SKIESONFIRE SHE IS MY SISTER AND SHE IS A GOOD WRITER SHE WILL BE FINISHING THIS STORY AND I WILL BE UPLOADING IT GO FOLLOW HER PLS~~~