HEYA...another new story...they keep coming and coming...and no updates. And I'm really sorry 'bout that. I keep getting new ideas and they don't relate to any of my other stories! Well anyways...here.
Chapter 1
Oliver and Lilly walked down their street.
"What was that?" Lilly said, clinging on to Oliver.
"Probably a-," Oliver stopped when he got a full look at it.
"Person," He whispered and walked towards her.
He tapped on her shoulder and she jumped.
"Don't scare me like that!" She said, with a small southern accent.
"Who are you?" Lily asked.
"Tell ya later," The girl said, "that's not important anyways."
"Yea it is," Oliver argued.
"No."
"Yep."
"No."
"Yep."
"No."
"Yep."
"No, just drop it!" The girl ended.
"Why?" Oliver asked.
"My name's embarassing," The girl said.
"What is it?" Lilly asked.
"Molly," Molly said.
"That's not embarassing!" Oliver said.
"Why are you out here?" Lilly asked.
"I ranaway from home," Molly said as Oliver and Lilly dropped their jaws.
"How long ago?" Oliver asked.
"Seven years," Molly said calmly, "but my family probably thinks I'm dead."
"Who is your family?" Oliver asked.
"Stewart. We lived in Tennessee and I hated it, I wanted to move to California. So one day, I ran away. I was headed for California and apparently, I made it!" Molly said.
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"Dad, why didn't you tell me?" Miley asked, throwing a pillow at the couch.
"I thought you would remember, bud, you were seven!" Robbie Ray said.
"I did, but I forgot. And apparently you forgot too," Miley said.