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Alex's POV

"Alex, Alex!" I opened my eyes reluctantly to see my little brother standing over me, a panicked expression on his face. I immediately rubbed my eyes and sat up wondering what was wrong.
"Justin's coming" Those two words sent me into a frenzy. I hustled Max out of the room then went around like a mad man getting ready. I showered, dressed and brushed my teeth in record time. I heard the front door slam signaling that he was in fact back. I ran to the window and jumped out onto the fire escape. I climbed the railing with ease and jumped onto a tree next to the window. I climbed down from the tree and barely hit the ground when I heard Justin's voice from above me.
"Alex! I know you were in here! Just try coming back one more time and you'll wish you were never born!" He shouted at me before closing the window and locking it. I sighed and started heading down the street. After all these years, he still blames me for our parent's death. He had started out just hitting me, but then he kicked me out of the house not allowing me to take anything but the clothes on my back and my school books. He didn't know it, but I still had my phone which Max would call whenever Justin is away for a night so that I can sneak in and sleep in my bed. This didn't happen very often so I was grateful to manage to wash myself without some guy yelling 'Hey you! Get out of my pool!" I'm sixteen so naturally you'd think I could get a job by now, but it's a lot harder than you think to apply for a job when you can't even speak. I got by stealing small things to hold me over, not enough to satisfy myself but enough so that I don't just keel over one day. I felt my stomach growling and I was surprised that I had noticed it. It was growling so often it was normal to me now.
I took my backpack off my back and dug through it until I found the notebook I was looking for. I kept track of what I stole from where and how much it cost and when I took it. I only allowed myself to steal once ever three days. According to my notebook, today was the day I'd get to eat breakfast. I sometimes imagined myself suddenly getting a job and once I get enough money, I can pay everyone back.
Hmm let's see, I haven't been by Mario's in a while. I thought to myself before heading off in that direction. I found the place to be packed like usual. Perfect chance for me to sneak in. I came up to a crowd that was just walking in and took a little boys hand. He looked at me confused and I smiled down at him before putting my finger to my lips. The little boy smiled back figuring this was some kind of game. I made it into the crowded cafe and snaked through all the customers till I got to the front where the breakfast bar was. I grabbed a banana and a piece of toast. Then I was over joyed when I saw that there were still a few strawberries left. Normally when I came by they were out, but not today. I grabbed a small hand full before making my way to the front. I opened the small fridge next to the door and grabbed a bottle of water.
"HEY! You better be paying for that!" I heard the managers voice behind me. I turned around and gave him an innocent smile before making a run for it.
"Hey, Stop her!" I heard his voice growing distant as I lost myself in the streets filled with New Yorkers. I laughed giddily to myself thinking about the catch I had managed today. I found a nice sunny spot in Central Park and set my food down on my coat. Then I took out my notebook and Jotted down what I had today. Content with myself, I put my notebook away and started eating my banana.
I just popped a strawberry in my mouth when a shadow fell over me. I froze before slowly turning to see someone standing above me.
"Hey Alex, I thought that was you" Her beautiful and perky voice greeted me. I smiled shyly up at her before clearing my breakfast from the sweater and signaling that I wanted her to sit. She sent me a smile before doing so.
"I just wanted to thank you for yesterday. I really needed that" I felt myself blushing as I remembered what I had accomplished yesterday. I waved my arm dismissively in a way to say it was nothing.
"So do you have breakfast in the park every morning?" Mitchie asked. I shook my head. As I did so I noticed the manager from Mario's talking to a police officer. Uh oh I thought. I sprang up to my feet and started gather what was left of my breakfast. Which was the toast and one last strawberry. I wanted to eat the strawberry, but I knew I needed some carbs for energy so I stuffed the toast in my mouth and threw the strawberry in a trash can before grabbing my bag. I chewed and swallowed the toast and saw that the manager had spotted me and was heading in my direction.
"Hey You! Stop!" He shouted the police following him. I took Mitchie's hand and gently kissed the back of it, in a way of apology before taking off in the other direction.
Mitchie's POV
I was surprised when Alex took my hand and kissed it. She gave me a smile that made my heart skip a beat and I could see a twinkle in her eyes. What's going on? I wondered as she grabbed her backpack and ran off in the other direction.
"Hey wait" It was too late, she was out of hearing range. I sighed and then realized I was still on her sweater. I stood up and picked it up spotting an old worn out notebook. I bent down to pick it up right as someone came up to me.
"Hey, do you know that girl?" A man asked gesturing towards Alex's retreating form. He didn't seem to be too happy, in fact it looked like Alex was in trouble.
"Sorry, Can't say that I do." He growled in frustration before taking his hat off his head and throwing it to the ground where he proceeded to stomp on it.
"That little witch! She's been nabbing food from my restaurant for years! Yet no one knows who she is!" He exclaimed before storming off.
Alex, stealing?" I thought to myself. Why would she do that? I then remembered the notebook I held in my hand. I flipped it open to the first page. The page was withered and worn filled with tiny squished writing. I looked to the corner to see that it was dated back to Nov. 2005
Amy's Coffee house- A chocolate creme donuts with sprinkles + someones order for a hot chocolate= $3.82
Micky D's- Someones McMuffin = $2
Mario's- Breakfast buffet- a banana+ Toast= $3
Walmart- Red & Blue sweater (Way too big, but I'll grow into it) = $20
I looked at the red and blue sweater I held up now. She was always wearing it, and it always seemed a bit too small for her. Now that I looked at it, it looked like a single thread was the only thing holding it together. The list in the book went on and I noticed a pattern in the dates. There was a new entry for every third day. I kept flipping through it till I made it to the last page. There was writing on the inside of the back cover all squished together but still legible. I found today's date in the corner in very small writing.
Mario's- Breakfast buffet- banana + Toast+ 3 strawberries (SCORE!) + water= $3 for buffet +$1 for water= $4
Wow looks like she's been stealing this food for 3 years. But why? and why would she keep track? I looked down at my watch almost swore. Crap, I'm going to be late for class. I gathered Alex's sweater and notebook and my own bag before starting toward the subway hoping that by some miracle, I'll make it in time.