Chapter 1: I get kind of arrested, but not.
I wiped my brow with my elbow. Whew. Robbing a bank is pretty intense sometimes.
I turned around and saw the LAPD rolling in.
"Shit," I muttered under my breath.
I guess I wasn't careful enough.
"LAPD PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!" a fat police officer said.
Sigh. I guess my time is up. Might as well live a little anyway.
I tried to shove the money into my duffle bag and turned to run.
"MATT! COME ON!" I yelled as loud as I could.
No answer. I closed my eyes and muttered a prayer. Or thought. I don't pray. Don't even think about me as the girl who goes to church.
The bank alarms were ringing and all I could do was run like hell.
"PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!" the cop screamed as he tackled me from behind.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP" I yelled back. Who did they think they were? Oh yeah, LAPD thats right.
After 20 minutes of struggling with the police they took me in for questioning. I got some nice hits on some of them.
"Name?"
I spat in his face instead. Serves him right.
After a brief tussle, I gave in. It's useless to fight anymore.
"I said what is your name young lady" Officer Fatty said.
"Scarlett Adams you asswipes"
"You keep talking to us like that you'll land yourself even more days in jail kid"
Who did he think he was talking to? I'm 17 and will be 18 in the summer so he should probably shut his damn mouth ASAP.
After more pointless questions it finally came to questions about my family.
"Where's your family?"
"I really don't know and I don't care. My father bailed and my mom left me while I was with my dad. The only thing I knew about my dad was that he was a deadbeat son of a bitch who never bothered to take care of me.
"We'll check them both out. You're underage so you will have to be with a legal guardian.
Not for long bitch. When I turn 18 I'm out of this stand. Whatever. Officer Fatty, go shove a doughnut up your ass or something.
After waiting for 40 minutes they called me back. I was way past bored and took a pen and had started to write profanities on the wall.
"Sit down."
"What do you want?" Unfortunately I didn't really want to get arrested so I complied. Damn. I forgot. FIGHT THE SYSTEM BITCH.
"I'm here to tell you that you will be living with your mom from now on and you are found not guilty."
Not guilty?
But how? They saw me, the cameras saw me. Is luck on my side or something? The cameras must've been faulty. I told Matt they were and he didn't believe me.
"Somebody already confessed to breaking into the bank and is now in jail."
It must've been Matt. He saved my ass. I'll always love him. Ever since-
Officer Fatty broke me out of my trance.
"So you'll be moving to your mom's place. In London."
Wait what. Fuck. Moving to another country? I already worked so hard on my street rep. Seriously. Also how the hell did my mom get her ass to England. Must've been another man. God. When will she ever stop being a man whore.
"Who gave you guys permission to do this."
"Well unfortunately it was either that or a foster house, so I don't think you have a choice miss."
"Whatever, just be sure to eat extra doughnuts for me fatass."
Without waiting for him to answer, I shoved the stupid chair and walked out of the office.
Live with my mom?
Impossible.
I haven't talked to her in over 5 years ever since I was sent to juvie.
In a way I still miss her. Her smile, her laugh, but she was never around.
This was it. I was moving to London. Without Matt. Without friends. Without my street cred.
Well. Shit!
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Lost in London
Fanfiction17, almost 18 year old Scarlett Adams, has had an interesting life. She lives in LA, has no family but has street cred. When she gets arrested for attempted robbery, suddenly she is saved by none other than her lifelong love Matt. When Matt sacrific...
