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H.E.A.R.T

Chapter One

I sighed heavily as I walked along the sidewalk of a busy street in New York. The morning sun was burning my skin and already giving me a tan.

Another worthless day of my life began.

It totally sucks to be lonely, to have no home, no family, no friends. I live on the streets, traveling here and there. Skipping every meal of the day because I never get hungry; which is probably why I am so skinny. The only thing that I desperately need right now is water.

I straightened the red and blue hat on my head so that the sun was not in my eyes. Though I was still sweating and felt my throat drying up quicker and quicker. Normally I would get many offers for food and water; mostly because I'm a great liar. I'm so good that people feel so sorry for me that they offer to take me in as a daughter; but I've always turned them down. I've been on my own since my parents died when I was five. Thankfully, I was raised well enough to plan my next moves. But I've never been to New York before; I sure hope they're as nice as Tennessee, who offered me a free cabin in the Smokey Mountains with free food and dinner services. Tennessee was probably my favorite so far. But man! New York was hot! But not as hot as Florida! Definitely not going back there!

Another deep breath flowed deeply throughout my lungs. Another gulp making my throat sizzle with soreness.

I knelt to my knees, my hands now touching the burning hot cement side walk. My thin, dirty blonde hair now passing my shoulders as my head hung. I then began coughing rapidly and spit out the extra saliva in my mouth. I almost felt like vomiting.

Ok! Next move! Restaurant! I began looking around at the many houses surrounding me; other buildings and names like Bed Bath and Beyond, a mall was surprisingly right around the corner, Wings Plus, Toys R' us, I never understood why they always right the R's backwards on those stores, Wal-Mart, and finally, just a few blocks down was Pizza Time! I was surprised, many of these places I've seen in other states. Oh well! That didn't matter right now; all that mattered was water!

I quickly ran down the street and across the busy road to the pizza shop. I loved pizza so much! Might as well get a slice. I quickly closed my eyes and got ready for some crying and looking so poor and hungry that I could die; which of course wasn't true…well not entirely.

I waited inline which, surprisingly, wasn't as long as I thought it'd be. Once I got to the desk, my tears had finally come out.

"Can I help you?" The woman asked.

I didn't answer. My crying deepened with every breath I took. I hoped this wouldn't take long, I could hear my stomach growling over my loud weeping.

"What's wrong sweetheart?"

"I-I can't breathe! I-I haven't eaten or drank anything in a week! C-can you please help me? I-I'm not asking for much! P-please!" Wow! I had to admit! I did make that sound very convincing. Especially when I began leaning on the counter and grabbing my stomach to make it look so real! I think the woman thought so as well. Her face expression was amazingly sad. Man! I was good!

"Aw! Of course you can! What would you like?" The woman asked sadly, feeling some tears in her eyes.

"I-I don't want to be a burden. Only a small water and one slice of cheese pizza," I said. I didn't care how small it was; as long as it was food then it'll fill me up.

"How about a large water and two slices of cheese pizza for free?" The woman suggested

"Thank you," I said with a small smile as the woman walked into the kitchen.

I held my tears for a while because I've seen people try to get what they want with a big lie and tears and most of the time it worked. But others ended it too soon and thought they had it already but made a big mistake. For example, while visiting Texas, I saw a weird boy who wanted his mother to drive him to the movies but was planning on going to the drug store across the street. He called his friend as his mother left but didn't know that she came back and overheard him talking. She grounded him instantly. So I'm not taking any chances.

The woman finally came back with my food. I thanked her nicely then took the plate and headed over to an empty table to enjoy my delicious meal.

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