I walked the streets of Magnolia, looking around at all the things that I could never buy. Jewelry, food, clothing, soap. I looked and saw a stand full of books, and I wanted so badly to grab a few to stick in my bag. I resisted the urge to steal them, I promised myself that I wouldn't take anything I didn't need to survive. I mostly just stole food and sometimes clothing but only when I was absolutely desperate. I could go without food for a few days before I started to get weak. I hated stealing but I had no choice, it was the only way for me to survive. I've tried to get a job but no one in the city would hire me, I've been like this since I was a little girl; it's all I know.

I could smell freshly baked bread from across the street that a baker was selling. The smell made my stomach rumble, I knew what I was going to be having for dinner tonight. I made sure that he didn't see me as I inched over towards his cart full of goodies. One look at me and he would shoo me away from his cart. I looked like the typical beggar, and the vendors in this city hated them. I was short enough to crouch down next to his cart without him seeing me. I waited till he was busy with a customer before I quickly snatched a big loaf of bread off his cart and took off running.

"HEY SOMEONE STOP HER!" He yelled loudly. People watched me run with the bread but no one stopped me. I heard a few guards yelling and soon running after me but they didn't catch me, not until I hit what I thought was a brick wall. I fell backwards, my ass hitting the hard ground. Ow! Jeez! I couldn't figure out how that brick wall came out of nowhere, but once I looked up at it, I realized it wasn't a wall; it was a man. He looked down at me like I was the gum on the bottom of his shoe. The man I bumped into me looked kinda scary. He had long wild back hair and red eyes that glared down at me. I looked at all the piercings he had in his face, I have never seen someone with so many piercings in their face before.

"What the hell did you walk into me for? Are you blind or something?"

"No…" I mumbled as I got up on my feet again. Once I was on my feet I felt my arms being yanked behind my back hard. I cried out in pain from the force of it. I knew the guards had caught up to me, and I was most likely going to jail for this. Well at least I would have somewhere warm to sleep, and three square meals a day.

The guy who I had bumped into, looked at the guards shocked. "What the hell is going on? What are you taking her in for?"

"This girl is a street beggar, although she doesn't do much begging. She is notorious for stealing from local merchants."

I heard the man sigh then he pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and pulled out a few bills. He handed the money to one of the guards, "This should be more than enough to cover her thefts, let her go."

The guards did as he said, and then they took his money and left without another word. I looked at him shocked that he would do that. He must really be a kind person to do something like that. I was about to thank him but then he spoke, "So you're a little thief, huh?" He asked with a slight smirk.

I felt my face grow hot in embarrassment at his accusation, I couldn't even argue with that. "I guess." I said looking away from him.

He looked at the bread that was now on the dirty ground by my feet, it still looked pretty good to me. At this point anything looked good, if I could I would probably eat my own arm. He chuckled lightly, "That's what you stole? Seriously? Of all the stuff you could have stolen, you chose bread? Why not jewelry? You could have pawned it and made some money off of it."

I glared at him, "I don't take pleasure in stealing! I only take what I need to survive, nothing more."

"That's not smart, at least if you would have taken some jewelry you would have a roof over your head and some food in your stomach!" He yelled while looking at me with irritation. What did he have to be mad about?!

"I couldn't live like that! I need to make an honest living which isn't possible for me right now." I snapped at him feeling myself getting angrier then I already was. Who was he to judge me on my life?

He scratched his chin thoughtfully, "An honest living huh? Why don't you get a job then?" He asked.

I sighed feeling a headache coming on, "Because no one will hire me, I've lived on the streets of Magnolia since I was a little girl. No one would ever give me a chance to make someone of myself."

He grinned, "Well I'm just about to make your day, shorty." I blinked looking at him confused, "Come work for me as my live in maid."

I stared at him shocked. What did he just say? Was he offering me a job? I don't even know him that well, but who was I to turn down the only job offer I've ever received. Being a maid wasn't something I dreamed about but it's better than living on the streets with no money and constantly wondering when I will get my next meal. "Okay, that would actually be really great. Thank you." I said softly.

"Then c'mon let's go back to my place." He said leading the way. I was about to follow him but looked at the bread that was still on the floor. I couldn't just leave it, I've never wasted food before and I wasn't about to start now! I picked up the bread crusted in dirt but it was snatched out of my hands. "You're not eating that! I have more than enough food in my house." He snapped.

"But you can't just waste food, do you know how many hungry people would kill for that bread!" I said trying to reach for it.

"Then they can come and get it out of the trash!" He threw it in there then dragged me towards his house. His house which would now be my new home. Home. That sounded nice, I've never had a home before. I was finally starting a life for myself and I couldn't wait.

Author's Note: I'm sorry I've been gone for so long guys, I've had a serious case of writers block that I couldn't seem to get over but now I'm back! I hope you like this story, I have so many ideas for it and I hope to see it become great! Please read and review, tell me what you think!