1. Chapter 1
(A/N this is my first fanfic. There are lots of POV changes and each POV tells a little more about the story. Hope you enjoy!)
I sleep alone tonight. I really hope that someone will drop money in my old soup can. I have been without a home since my father killed my mom and then turned the gun on himself. The air and concrete are extra cold today. I would go to the hotel and use their computer in the morning.
I leaned over to Jerome. I asked him if he saw her too. He was tired and a bit drunk and just laughed it off. He was concerned for the girl. She couldn't have been over 18 years of age. To be living on the streets at that age was a nightmare. He walked over to the girl and dropped a note and a twenty dollar bill in her can. He decided that tomorrow, Jerome, Nooch, Noah, and himself were going to work at the local soup kitchen. He went home and made a v-log about it. "Hey doods, Mitch or BajanCanadian here with another v-log." He explains tomorrow's events and heads to bed. As he falls asleep, he worries about Jason. Jason had just suffered a major breakup and I could hear him crying in the room next door. I listen to him sadly as I drift off to sleep.
(Hope you enjoyed this chapter and there will be more later hopefully!)