My one and only love by Ravon Carter (always you kirsty moseley .txt) 📕

 I had a dream about the boy with bown hair and blue eyes , but I wake up as if it was a nightmare. I look around the alley. I let out a lond dramatic sigh. My leh hurts like hello. I feel as if my head is screaming at me "Doctor.Doctor.Doctor!" I clutch my leg in pain "Damn that car!" I hold onto the dumpster beside me and I help myself up. Hopefully if I rest a little more , it wont hurt as much. "Yea , right" my mind tells me. I limp over to a wall and I honl onto the wall as I leave the alley. The sun stares back at me as I enter civilization again. People stare at me "well thats not new" I mutter. I contine , but then I spot another cafe. Well I guess i'll ask someone the easy way. I limp over to a table infront of the cafe and I quickly sit across a man probably in his mid thirties. He looks up from his newspaper. I give him a nice smile and her nervously smiles back. "Excuse me sir but I need to know where the bus station is" He thinks for a moment as if whether to tell me or not. "Its a mile that way" he points to a road to his right. "Thanks you ... but do I look crazy to you?" sorry .. I had to ask. He clears his throat "a little" I frown. "Sir! your croissant is ready!" a girl calls from inside. He gets up "excuse me" and he disappears inside the cafe. I start to get up , but then I notice he had left his wallet. I quickly open it. Damn he's rich! 100 dollar bills are exploding from the pouches inside the wallet. I snatch out 200$ .. not to be greed. I put it back , I get up and I limp the direction he had pointed to.

"One ticket to GoldStone City" I tell the person inside the booth. The man glances at me. I clear my throat. "That would be 200$" he says. God is on my side! I push the money through the little window and he exchanges it with a ticket. "Thanks" I go and I sit on one if the comfortable black chairs. "Arrives 12:00" I read. I look around the station for a clock. An old woman taps on my shoulder. I turn around "Its 11:45" she tells me. I smile in reply and then I turn back around. GoldStone City is 3 towns away , which is about 15 hours away from here. Sadly I dont have anything to entertain myself with. I sit all the way back in my chair. GoldStone is actually a very rich city and its huge! I only know about it because they always write about it in the newspaper Bob always left on the kitchen counter. I look at myself .. "I'm not even fit to be in a city like that". A big blue bus pulls up to the curb "Goldstone city!" the driver yells. I get up and I limp over to the bus. Others stand by and wait for me to get on the bus. I hand the driver my ticket. He barely even looks at it before he waves me onto the bus. Thats was too easy. I limp to the back of the bus and I sit down. God , what do you have in store for me now? While others pile onto the bus , I fall asleep

 "We've arrives in GoldStone city , everyone please exit the bus" the bus driver announces. I blink. "I was asleep for 15 hours?" I ask myself. A man next to me answers "To be precise only 14" I stretch my arms out. He wrinkles his nose because of the smell "Oops sorry , I haven't .." wait why the hell do I need to explain to you? He gets up and grabs his small suitcase. I wave "It was nice talking to you sir!" he exits the bus. I grunt as I get up. I quickly thank the driver and I step off the bus.

I wonder around for a few hours. By the time I sit down to rest the sun is just coming out. I am sitting in a neigborhood park. From everything i've seen , this town is beautiful. I interrupt a teen couple  , making out ehind a tree. They flinch when they see me .. typical rich kids. "What ... time is it?" I ask , my throat feeling terribly dry. The boy picks up his Iphone. Lucky. "7:30" he replies. I laugh. They exchange glances. "You must'be snuck out" they laugh nervously "of course not" they say at the same time. I glare at them .. "ok .. we did" they say. I laugh again "well its not my problem". I turn and I walk away. I guess i'd walked longer than I thought , my stomach grumbles. I had kinda forgot about my hunger. I haven't eaten or dranken anything in 2 days .. well I actually did have a couple scraps though. I start to the laugh to myself but my laugh starts to sound like a strangled goat. I trip over a rock snd suddenly my leg starts to hurt again. Everything starts to feel so real. My eyes start to tear up "I cant cry now" I quickly wipe my eyes. God , give me a sigh .. please. Then a few feet ahead of me stands a water fountain. I limp over to the fountain and I drop to my knees and I hug it. "Weirdo" someone passing by says. I come to my senses and I drink some. I moan. Its nice and cool , the best water i've ever tasted. I drink so much but then .. some of the water comes back up and I throw up. "Food" I mumble. I slowly stand up all the way ans I turn down a street and I limp/walk down the street. Every house I pass , the next gets bigger. By now every one of the houses are mansions , I gawk. I start pass a huge white house. A woman comes out on a phone "He went to a party last night .. I dont know if there was drinking! I'll just leave a spare key under the mat incase he lost his .. alright love you honey" she hangs up and places a key under their welcome home mat. Perfect! I duck under a bush when she pulls out of her drive-way in a nice black BMW. As soon as shes out of sight I casually walk over to their day , a slight limp in my step and I stick my hand under the mat. I quickly grab the key. My hands shaking nervously , I unlock the door and I step in. I close the door and I put the keys on the counter. Just a few minutes ... A humongous chandelier hangs above me. I gasph. I look around the house oohing and ahhing at every little thing. Then I stop .. what if they have cameras? I look around but I dont happen to find any. Food .. right .. food. I look around for the kitchen , I walk up the stairs and their it is , the kitchen. I stare at the glass cabinets and dishes , trimmed with gold. After a few minutes of staring I hurry and I open the refridgerator. Nothing. "Do rich people not have leftovers?" I ask myslef. I turn around and on the counter theres a dish with an egg omelet , some bacon strips , and some waffles. I could feel my lips water , just looking at them. I wipe my mouth ''well I wont be coming back here anyway" I look in one of the drawers and I get a fork. I lick my lips as I dig in.

I burp nice and loud as I finish it off. Whoever made that can cook! I cut on the faucet and I cup my hands underneath and I drink. I turn towards the stairs , maybe .. i'll look around for a bit .. Just 5 minutes I promise myself. I walk over to the first room but its locked. I try the others , unlocked! I carefully explore each room and then I quietly close the door. I go to the last room , closing the door behind me. I'm guessing its a boys room. A couple of posters of sports cover part of the wall. A queen sizd bed with a really nice blue blanket. I run my hand through the soft white carpet. I look in the bathroom , a huge tub is in the corner. It practically big enough for 3 people. A ahower cinnects to it too! Awesome!. The toilet has a nice soft covering , i've never had one. They're way to rich for me. I leave the bathroom and I return to the room. I open the closet. "Woah!" I shout , I quickly cover my mouth with my hand. I pick up the remote "whats this do?" I click a button and the clothes rack moves aside and another set of clothes appear. They're filthy rich! A car suddenly pulls up to the drive-way. I freeze. I hear the person get out the car and enter the house. I quietly put the remote back and I close the closet door. I get on my knees and I roll underneath the bed. I listen to the footsteps. They stop infront of the room i'm in. No.No.No.The person turns the knob and enters the room "Man , I need to work on drinking 1 cup of beer instead of 4" a boy says. Its probably the boy that woman was talking about. I scoot over a little so that I can see him. My eyes widen. That guy who had hit me!He pulls off his shirt and tosses it onto his bed. A full six pack. Beautiful! He pulls out his Iphone and texts someone. Lucky! I had my "Phone" in that bag but now .. its gone. He sits on the bed and it sinks in , hitting me in the head "Ouch!" I yell before rubbing my head. He jumps off his bed "What the .." Bad mistake. I dont move. "Who the hell is under there? Come out before I call the police!" he orders. I sigh before rolling out from under his bed. "Holy shit" he stares at me. I stand up "remember me?" He blinks "your that one girl who I had hit" he replies. "The point goes to you" I say joking. "What the hell are you doing in my house , thats was 3 towns away .. who are you?"  I mutter. "what was that?" he