The City

Ava had ran away from home and met up with 2 boys Trent and Harry, after living on the streets for about a month. When living on the street starts to get tough, Harry hears about an X-Factor audition. It's the start of a new life for him, but what will happen to Trent and Ava? Will Harry begin to forget about them? Does Trent's near death experience snap him back to reality. Follow this trio along the ups and downs of their life on the streets, and as growing stars.


1. Meeting Trent and Harry.

My parents and I had never got along, we have always argued and yelled, but it has never got this bad before. They told me they didn't want me anymore, so I ran out. It would have been smart to have grabbed my wallet or a sweater, but I didn't think of it at the time. I ran into an alley an hid there for the night, I slept on the concrete, it was uncomfortable, but I had no choice. 

   The next month, was horrible, I maybe ate once every 1-2 weeks. I had become just about skin and bone. That's when Trent and Harry found me. I was hiding beside a dumpster waiting to die, I was starving and they saw me, they had 2 burgers in their hands and they gave me them. After that, we kinda just stuck together.

  *5 months later*

    "I'm exhausted." I said to Harry. "We need to try and get a motel room. I haven't showered in 2 months!"

"I know Ava. I'm trying, but how will we get $30?" Harry said back.

"We can go to every subway station in the city, and we can beg on the streets. It won't be easy, but I'm sure we can do it." Trent stepped in.

"Okay, we can do this. What should we say this time?" I asked.

"Ava, tell them that your parents kicked you out, and that you just need some change to buy food. Really milk it though." Harry said. "Trent tell them that someone stole your wallet and you need money to get home. I'll tell them that I just need money for some food." 

We all started working the subway station down on King street. I probably asked about 50 people if they could spare some change, but most of them either, turned me down or just pretended I didn't exist  The few that were willing to spare change, didn't give much, but I still said thank-you and smiled like they helped. After 30 minutes, we all met up in an alley. I had collected 5 dollars, Harry and Trent only received 1 each. They feel worse for the young girls, Harry and Trent we're both 2 years older than me, and then both looked pretty tough, then there was me, this tiny 14 year old girl. $7 wasn't going to buy us a hotel room. We headed back to the alley we always stay in, Trent and Harry went into the alley, and I stood just outside begging for money. 

   The first people I saw, were two older women. 

"Hello." I said. "Someone stole my wallet, and I just need to get home, do you mind sparing some change so I could take the subway home." They looked at me and reached into their pockets. They each handed me 25 cents. I smiled and said thank-you, then walked away. As I was walking away I over heard the two women talking.

"I hate those damn street kids." said one.

"I know, they are just disgusting!" said the other. It didn't bother me, I was used to comments like that. I walked back into the alley, and I heard Harry singing. He was amazing, I couldn't think of what the song was, but it sounded beautiful. I handed Harry the 50 cents and went back to the street. The next person I saw was a guy about 19 years of age.

"Hello, someone stole my wallet and I...." I was interrupted.

"No it didn't. You live on the street and you need money, I get it" He Said. He pulled out $30 from his wallet and was about to hand it to me, but he pulled it back.

"Here's the deal I'll ask you some questions, you answer and I'll give you the money" he said. I nodded my head.

"How old are you?" He asked.

"14." I said. 

"How long have you been on the streets for?"

"about 6 months" I answered.

"Great. Now lets go over to that alley." He pointed to the alley across from the one I had just been in. "you give me some fun, and I'll give you the money." He said.

"I uhmmm." I stuttered. 

"What is $30 not enough? How about $50." It was a tough decision, but I decided to do it. We needed the money.

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