My first attempt at a story. I hope you all like it.
I own nothing but Vi. Charles Dickens is the genius behind Oliver Twist. Not myself.
And I still haven't decided whether I'm basing this off of the musical- which, by the way, is fantastical and you should all watch it- or the book. I read the books ages ago, so it's more the musical, but you know, it doesn't really matter.
A soft fog swept over the cobblestones of the crowded London street, but that didn't stop the tangle mess of people. They ignored the fog, and cold, and the sea-smell as they daintily walked about, clutching hats, shawls and gloves. The shoppers were so involved in their own busy lives, they barely notices the little girl standing on the end of the street. She had a mean look on her face, like someone had just given her a large bag of food, then opened it up to reveal everything was rotten. Her short, dirty brown hair was straggled, and she had bright green eyes that seemed to change colour as she turned her head.
Violet Lowe wasn't the type of girl you'd expect to find in an area like this. And sure enough, Violet had kind of surprised herself. She'd just been walking, aimlessly really, and she'd stumbled upon the little square. It was ripe with people walking about, and the perfect place for Violet. The young girl was only ten years old, but she'd been thieving for most of her life. And now, and Violet passed by unnoticed, her small hand quickly darted into the box and pulled out a small apple. Tugging on a strand of hair, Violet quickly dropped the apple into her pocket, and wiped a hand on the side of her dress. She was so focused on what she was doing, the young girl didn't even noticed the boy, standing across the street.
He stared at her, watching as she quietly darted her hand into the tall mans pocket, and came out with a long gold chain. He watched the smile grow on her face, and his eyes followed her as she quickly moved off to the side, leaning against the tall brick building. The boy smiled, slowly making his way over to where she stood.
Violet didn't hear his footsteps, and didn't look up to see what was coming. As the boy came nearer, he held out a hand and tapped Violet on the shoulder. She quickly looked up, jumping back and putting her arms behind her back.
"'Ello." The boy smiled, adjusting his top hat.
"'Lo." Violet began to grin.
Very short intro chapter. More will come later!