"Hey come back here!" The clerk yelled.

Nineteen year old-soon to be twenty-Mia ran and ran till she was sure she was far enough away from the man.

Mia looked behind her making sure no one was following her. Walking Into an alley, she sat down and took the loaf of bread that was securely under her right arm and ate half of it. The other half she put it in her secret hiding place-behind one of the three dumpsters in the alley. These dumpsters belonged to restaurants. Waiters, chefs, and other people would come out of the restaurants back door and throw away unwanted food.

Weird huh? Mia thought, they think it's unwanted yet it's the exact opposite.She smiled to herself at the thought of this. She got up, grabbed her backpack, and started walking, nowhere in particular. She kept on walking till she, somehow, got to the park. Oh how she loved the park, the swings, the slides, the pond, she could go on forever, but she didn't want to, at least not right now.

Back to the story…

Smiling faintly she walked over to the swings and sat on it, letting her feet dangle just barley an inch from the ground. She was always tall. Growing up she was always taller then the guys. She hated it. She didn't want to be tall, but she also didn't want to be short and made fun of cause of her size.

If you haven't guessed it yet, Mia is poor. She's more then poor; she's homeless. She is nineteen and homeless, yeah every girl's dream.

Three years ago she'd never expected to be homeless:

-Flashback-

"Mom, where you going?" sixteen year old Mia asked walking down the stairs. Her mother, who had suitcases on either side of her just about to open the door, looked up to see her daughter staring at her.

"Well," Tina started; she didn't know how to finish it. How can you tell your own daughter that you were leaving for Chicago with your new boyfriend from work? "I-I…um…." She stuttered. There was a honk from a car outside.

"W-who's that?" Then everything clicked in Mia's head; the suitcases, the car, she knew exactly what was going on. Her mom was leaving just like her dad.

"Just go," Mia said, fighting back tears.

"Mia," Tina whispered.

"Leave, now!" Mia shouted running up to her room and slamming her door. The last thing she heard was her mother shutting and locking the door.

The next morning she stuffed her backpack with anything that can fit. Witch consisted of: clothes, a small blanket, and her notebook and pen. After getting ready she left, making sure to lock the door and leaving the key under the mat.

-End of flashback-

Mia looked up across the park and saw a limo.

A limo? What's that doing here?

Mia was right, it was a long black limo. But the question is who was in the long black limo.

As if on cue, the person inside the limo walked out into the sunny day. He had long dirty blond hair that just swept over his eyebrows. Man did he have eyebrows; they were big, brown, and bushy. In fact his eyebrows were the first thing Mia noticed about the mysterious man.

He started walking closer and closer to Mia.

_*Earlier that day _

Kendall sat in his family room, staring at the blank TV. Sometimes being the son of the richest people in the world could be so lonely.

What should I do today? Hmm…

Well he could go snowboarding on the mountains with Logan or maybe he could play hockey with Carlos. It seems like that's the only thing the Latino wants to do.

"Sir,"

Kendall looked up and saw the family butler, Isaac.

Isaac had black- with some grey in it- hair with kind, gentle blue eyes. The old man looked like he could be at least 50 but nobody knew exactly how old he was.

"Yes Isaac?" Kendall asked looking up at the old man.

"I was just wandering when you're going to do something today," Isaac paused, "it's a beautiful day outside and you've been sitting here staring at that old television for about two hours now," (A/N:oh Isaac has a british accent just so you know)

The young man looked at the butler in confusion.

Has it really been that long? Wow…

"But where could I go?" Kendall asked with his eyebrows scrunched up together trying to think of a safe place to go.

"We could just drive around and stop at places that interest you," Isaac suggested.

Kendall couldn't think of anything else so he agreed to it.

The two of them exited the house or should I say mansion? Anyways they got into the limo, Isaac driving and Kendall in the back seat and started to drive around the city.

The young man looked through one of the windows of the limo looking for something that was interesting enough to get out of the air conditioned car.

While they passed by the park Kendall did a double take on the very beautiful girl on the swings.

"Stop!" he yelled to his driver. The car stopped and Kendall got out and started walking towards the swings.