Chapter 1: Lost in L.A.

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(Please comment on any mistakes I make so I may fix them.)Y/N's point of view:

My Mommy and Daddy went to dinner tonight and left me with a babysitter.  My babysitter is a guy named Y/C(your choice), he's watching TV in my living room/dining room. I watch him carefully from around the corner, I need to make sure he doesn't spot me. I creep around the corner and walk towards my front door, so far so good! I want to be able to see the world outside again, it's boring being stuck in my apartment all day.

My babysitter has weird white powder on his face, and on the table. He doesn't seem to notice me at all. I arrive at my front door and open it, walking outside with my yellow backpack while wearing a jacket and an F/C dress.  I walk down the stairs to exit my apartment building and walk out into the darkness outside. 

I start to walk down the street, it's kinda dark outside

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I start to walk down the street, it's kinda dark outside. I think my clock said it was 12:38, so I'm pretty sure it's late. I see some people on the street, there were ladies wearing almost no clothing and leopard print. There were people in alleyways wearing hoodies talking to people and selling bags of something. I saw people stumbling down the street mumbling strange things, they smelt like Daddy's special adult drinks.  The outside world is weird, I see why Mommy didn't want me to leave.

A tear starts to run down my face, I'm terrified by this place, I should have stayed inside. A lady approaches me, "are you-" I run away from her. What if she tries to hurt me? I hear her calling me but I keep running. I see an alleyway with no one in it selling those bags. I sit by a dumpster and look up. I see a sign that says '7-11' I wonder what that place is. Another sign has 'XXX' on it and what looks like a lady. Where am I? I wanna go home!

Da Kurlzz Point Of View: 

"Baby, I'm gonna go to the store" I whisper into my girlfriend's ear. "At One in the morning?!" she yawns as she speaks. "I can't sleep and I want a slushee and some Twinkies" I laugh. "You're so weird!" she giggles as she tosses a pillow at me "Fine, just let me sleep. Oh! And get me some chocolate or I'll kill you." "Fine, I'll get you some chocolate baby." I kiss her on the cheek "Love you, I'll be right back." "Bye Matty, love you," she says as she starts to drift off to sleep. She's so perfect and beautiful, I don't know what I'd do without her.

~Time Skip to 7-11~

I buy my slushee, Twinkies, and my girlfriends chocolate. As I walk out the door I hear crying in the alleyway. "Hello? Is anyone there" the cries sounded like a child, most likely a little girl. "Please don't hurt me! I just wanna go home, and I'm lost. I'm only a k-k-kid!" she cried. I finally spot her beside the dumpster, her hair is covered in dirt, but it looks to be H/C and it's H/L. Poor kid, she's terrified, I have to take her to the police. I approach her, "don't worry I won't hurt you I swear. I can take you to the police station, and they can call your Mommy or Daddy to take you home. Would you like that?" I ask her in the nicest voice possible, I don't want to scare her away. She needs to get home, L.A. is way too dangerous for a little girl like her. She nodded her head in response to my question.

"What's your name kiddo?" I hope I don't come off creepy. "I'm Y-Y/N... and I wanna go home!" she starts to cry even harder. "It's okay kiddo! I'll help you get home, please stop crying. Everything is gonna be alright kiddo!" the poor thing, she seems so sweet. I pick her up, and she wraps her arms around my neck and quiets down. I open my car door and set her in the passenger seat. I fasten her seat belt and get in the car to do the same to myself. "Everything is gonna be alright, okay kiddo?" I ask her in a slight baby voice. She nods her head and pulls her knees to her chest. I need to do something to cheer her up and quick, I can't stand seeing kids cry it's just so sad. I got it! "Hey kiddo, do you want my slushee? It's fine with me if you have it." I pick up my slushee as I ask her. "O-okay..." she says quietly, she's so cute! I hand her my slushee and smile, she grabs it carefully and starts to drink it.



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