What do you do if your parents left you in your family caravan when you had just turned four? Why, you grow up on your own and start a business of helping rich kids "run away and live like a normal kid" for a couple of days, obviously.
At least that's what Cyan and Skye - twins - did to survive in the brutal world. It isn't easy being sixteen-year old orphans who had never stepped foot in an orphanage. This brother and sister duo decided that the most fun way to make money was to help "richies" get away for a few days. And of course thier parents didn't leave them in a horse-drawn, old-style caravan; they had a spacious, modern and four-bedroomed ride.
Their family of two is perfect, the two love each other and simply hate their parents. Meeting new richies every week, a huge library and loads of money, their life is perfectly perfect.
"Hey, Skay!" Cyan yelled from the kitchen.
"What?" Skye shouted back, as she entered the room. Cy was on the work phone, which was strictly reserved for the richies' calls.
Cy tossed her a tiny notebook and gestured for her to write. Turning to the phone, he repeated. "Michelle Grace, age fourteen, right? Okay. St.Kimberly road, number 56. Your city? Xyreeden. Next week, Tuesday. Done deal. Your payment wil be 899,000 units. Thank you. Toodles!"
Cyan turned to the oven. He sighed. "The cupcakes are gonna take ten more minutes."
"Wait ten minutes." Skye said distactedly, flipping through the notebook. Suddenly she groaned. "We have Michael Timbers on the same day. They're in the same city, but we'll have to double-book. Double-booking is a pain."
Cyan scowled. "They always complain about each other." He agreed.
Suddenly the oven beeped. Loudly. Cyan fell backwards and landed on his butt. "Ow. Owie, ow, ow." He brightened. "At least I landed the way James did in Height of Stupidity."
They both burst into laughter. It was a good life.