On The Streets

Disclaimer: I don't own friends

AN: Ok so I haven't been around for a while and that I should be writing chapters for Vampires and The Band but I wrote this a while ago and I really want to post it but I do actually have a good reason to and that is my Microsoft word doesn't work anymore so can't write a new chapter for them. I forgot why I wrote this but I hope you enjoy. PLease review even if you hate it, I need to improve my english skills to get onto the college course I wanted to.

She walked down the dark street. How did life get like this, she thought, I'm 14 and I'm living on the street. My mum committed suicide, my dad left before I was born, my step-dad is in prison and my twin sister is somewhere, she never told me where she went as she wanted nothing to do with me. All I have is my guitar and a bag pack that was all I could grab.

After my mum died, me and Ursula were put into foster care, we kept back getting sent back to the foster home, the longest we stayed with someone was 3 weeks. One day I heard people talking about splitting me and Ursula up, true we didn't like each other at all but we didn't want to go to different families so that night we planned an escape. We filled up are bag packs we food, water and any money we had, I also grabbed my guitar and we went. After we were free, Ursula left saying she didn't want to be my sister anymore so from then on I was living alone on the street.

It's been 6 months since she left, 6 months of living on my own with no one to talk to. She started kicking stones that were on the floor, she only noticed then that she was walking down a dark alley way. All around her she could hear noise, behind her came a crash. She did made a small jump and spun around as fast as she could only to see that a black cat had knocked a plant pot off of a window seal.

She took a few deep breaths, calming herself down, and continued walking down the alley way. This time she heard a noise in front of her. I know I should run, I can take care of myself and handle most people around here but it's better to be safe than sorry. She didn't listen to her thoughts though as she kept walking getting close to the noise, it was coming from behind a dark green dumpster. She steady herself, put her bag pack and guitar on the floor quietly and slowly looked around the dumpster.

She saw a little boy sat on the floor with his head in his hands. Just then she knew what the noise was, he was crying. Why is he crying, she though. She didn't normally do this, normally she would have left the boy as she already had enough trouble of her own to deal with, but she went closer to the boy and touched him gently on the shoulder. She felt him flinch beneath her hand but he didn't shove her off.

"Hey are you alright?" she said in a soft voice

He slowly looked up, he had a slim body frame and light brown hair but what caught her eye was the colour of his eyes, they were a stunning bright blue. He looks younger than I thought, probably 12 or 13 years old. Looking into his eyes and at his face she saw innocence even though she could see that his aura was a dark and muddy green with bits of blue in it so she knew he was scared of something.

"Yeah... no… I'm not sure" he stuttered

"Are your parents or house around here?" she asked, he shook his head. She could see in his eyes fear when she said parents, I wonder what happened, why would someone be scared of their parents.

"I ran away," he said, "I never want to see my parents again"

Idiot, she thought, I would give anything in the world to get my mother back and his parents are alive and he doesn't what to see them. I can't say that to him though, she thought as she looked into his eyes still seeing fear in them, what if something happened so that why he did want to see them.

"So you plan to live on the streets?" she asked, he nodded his head. I can't believe I'm thinking this, I can't believe that I'm actually going to say this but I'm going to anyway. "Then come along with me, I live on the streets and I will help you"

His face lit up, "really that's great" he said.

Ok I'm going to have to teach him not to do what strangers tell him if he's going to live here, she thought, true I'm nice but everyone else will probably try to hurt him. God I'm going to have a lot of work to do protecting both him and me.

"First question, what's your name?" she asked

"I'm Chandler" he said, she tried not to laugh. Who would call their kid Chandler, she thought, people really are going to try to hurt him cause of his name too. Yep I definitely got my work cut out with this kid.

"I'm phoebe," she said, "how old are you?"

"I just turned 13 and you?" Chandler asked

"I'm 14, lets continue this conversation later as this isn't a good alley way to hang around in" Phoebe told him, while looking around the alley way checking for any danger

"Which dark alley ways are safe to hang around in" he joked. She laughed a bit at his joke, it wasn't the best one she heard but it was the first she had heard for months so it seemed like the best joke in the world.

"Come on let's go" she said as they walked of. I feel great, I'm no longer on my own and I think that I might have made a great friend for life, life isn't looking as bad as it had been for the past 6 months, it's amazing what can happening in a few minutes. Ok so life isn't that great, still on the streets with no mum, but it's now improved a lot knowing that I will have Chandler around.