Hey, so I'm really nervous about my first ever story on here. I've been writing for years but never shown anyone anything I've written, not even my parents, now that's low.

So think yourselves lucky, haha.

I know there's loads of tbr romance stories on here and It's not very original but whatever I'm still going to write it anyway because I'm stubborn like that.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Tracy beaker returns characters except Alex.

Contains strong language

And I'm sorry for any of my stupid jokes I can't help it, feel free to cyber slap me.

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I looked down at my 4 month old daughter's, beautiful face. It was covered in red blotchy patches from the cold air, but she still looked stunning.

I wish I could have given her a chance in life. Instead I've given her no shelter, ho home, no family, no friends and a 15 year old whore for a mother.

That's right, 15. Say you're worst I've heard it all. It was a huge mistake, but I don't regret it. If I used contraception I wouldn't of had my little charlotte. I guess I wouldn't of been homeless but I still don't regret it in anyway. Me and my stupid ex boyfriend got into a fight after we did it and he took my morning after pills off me and flushed them down the toilet, AND didn't even apologise, he just told me he never wanted to see me again, so I left. I found out I was pregnant a 5 weeks later.

I'm Alexandria McDonald, but call me that and I'll kill you, trust me I've killed a man before. Well not exactly but I've been close. Oh just call me Alex for Christ sake.

Like I said, I'm 15 years old, I have a daughter called charlotte, I'm homeless and have been since my mum and dad found out I was pregnant and threw me out.

I have brown eyes, freckles (mostly on my nose), long dark brown hair and I mean long, it reaches my knees, but at the moment it's horrible and greasy, but I'm not going to blab on about my hair.

"it's freezing" I whispered to myself as I rested charlottes head on my lap and pulled my jacket tighter around me. Her little eye lids fluttered and her intake of breath filled the silent night air, she looked full of life.

Me on the other hand. I felt as if I was about to pass out, I hadn't slept in 5 days. How could I sleep when I had charlotte to care for? It was fine when we stayed in that train station for a couple of months. I could sleep there but no, they had to close the fuckin' thing down!

The moon shone and reflected into a puddle on the floor by my feet. I stared at it until everything slowly became dark.

I woke to the sound of crying. Oh for fuck sake I must of fallen asleep. "shhh, shhhh charlotte please be quite" I rocked her back and forth until she became silent once again.

"she's hungry" a pissed man said with a laugh as he staggered by. "no shit, Sherlock" I replied and he spun round and gave me a death glare.

"don't speak to me like that you little slut" he spat as he walked away. I scoffed, 'slut' is that the best he could do? What a dickhead.

I rocked charlotte back and forth until she feel asleep again. The sun began to rise, hitting the treetops. I jumped up and started to walk in search of food.

Since I had a few pound coins in my pocket I properly could afford some milk for charlotte. You know the saying 'mum only feds after her children have been fed' well that's me.

I tried to enter 3 shops but they all said the same thing. "you can't come in here, you might upset our regular customers" or something on the line of that.

I ended up going into pound land. Not the classiest of places but I was able to buy a carton of milk, a babies bottle and a packet of crisps for me. I know younger babies are supposed to drink breast milk, but… I'm 15, and well I'm sort of scared to try it. Moving on from that subject before I die of embarrassment.

I asked the store if they could heat the milk up, they gave me a funny look but did so. I filled the bottle with the warm milk and let charlotte take little sips.

She seemed incredibly pleased with the taste of it, but this wasn't her first time drinking warm milk, but she hadn't eaten in a day. After I fed her I opened the packet of crisps and ate them in a flash, I traced my fingers around the empty packing making sure I took off all the salt from the edges.

Why do they give you a packet with only half the amount of crisps in there, it's totally a scam. I moved on from outside pound land since I was accreting a crowd of teenagers there, shouting abuse at me. I just rolled my eyes and acted like I didn't care about it all. While as charlotte started crying from all the noise.

One of the boys threw a empty can of coke and it hit me on the back of the head "great thanks for that you nod head" I screamed back at them as I walked off. They all ran back up to me, stopping me in my tracks. "awwww, what a cute baby, is she yours?" one of the guys asked me, trying to get charlotte out of my hands. "get off her!" I spat, gritting my teeth. He looked up at me. "or what, darling?" he asked. I narrowed my eyes at him. "get….off…..her…..now" I repeated. He let go with an idiotic smirk on his face.

I tried to step past them all but the guy stepped in my way. "come on honey, stay with me, we can make a second child" he said with a small wink. I was mentally and almost physically sick. This guy was about 20, at the youngest 17. I grinned and got an idea. I put charlotte in my left arm and put my right hand on his cheek, stocking it softly.

His face became hard and his tag along crew stopped laughing. I got as close to his ear as possible "not smirking now are we?" I mocked before kneeing him in his 'area'. he yelped in pain and fell to the floor. I took this chance to run as fast as I could away from them all.

I turned a corner and lent against a wall., panting out of breath. "sorry you had to see that" I whispered to charlotte before kissing her on her cheek.

long or short chapters? I have loads more ideas but I didn't want to over load you guys with words.

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