Isn't Life Supposed to be Beautiful?

The leaves blew around her feet in the warm fall wind. Blowing her short black and blonde hair around her face. She could smell the Punkin spice and cinnamon in the air from Mrs.Karl across the street. She continued walking down the abonded street of her neighborhood when she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. Reaching into her pocket she pulls out her Benedict Cumberbatch covered phone. The voice on the other end of the phone is soft and full of sorrow.

"Ms.Blue?"
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Madii Blue lived the life. She was a 13 year old genius in the 10th grade and counting. She had the best boyfriend. And best of all she had her dad. The smartest, bravest, and kindest person she has ever met. Sadly at his death she was forced to go to London with her mom that had abandoned her as a child. What will happen in London when a certain actor has found her on the street, with blood on her arms, passed out from blood loss? This is a Benedict Cumberbatch fanfiction.