Another incompleted fic. Yay!
About this one... I was trying to write a full-on comedy in TF-like style.



For all of my life, I had gotten everything I wanted. Scratch that; everything I needed. I never asked for or bought unnecessary things...what would I do to them? Let them collect dust under my bed and waste away?

Not a chance.

I may be what you call "rich," but I am not the least bit spoiled. I'm probably the only non-spoiled rich girl you've ever met, or will meet.

So in order for you to meet me, I will introduce myself.

My name is Shim Yoon Hae, and am currently eighteen years old. Some people say I look older that that, some say I look younger. I say it all depends on the way the people view me.

I have no interest in a love life. I am single and totally loving it. But I do believe that everyone has someone special out there in the world, waiting for them, looking for them...and some blessed day they will meet.

That sure sounds romantic. *sigh*

I'm babbling on too much; let's hurry up and finish my introduction.

I have two siblings that don't live in the same house I do, so whatever goes on in their lives I know nothing about.

I only hear rumors. About them, that is.

The last ones I heard were that my sister went to a club and never came back home and my brother got whipped mercilessly by his gf. -__-

I don't always believe everything I hear. Especially rumors.

Like when I was told that there was an actual Hobo Territory in our city, I didn't believe it. Furthermore, I thought it was complete rubbish.

Who knew that I would actually meet them and not get everything I needed for 10 whole days?


Chapter One

"Yoon Hae!" my grandma shouted. "Did you buy my panties for me yet?"

Oh crap. I had totally forgotten all about them!

The only thing I could do was lie. "Yes, Grandma, I did! I just forgot them at the store..." What else could I say?

Grandma smacked me on the head playfully. "How can you forget so easily like that? Go back and get them!"

I looked at her to see if she was kidding. But no, she was serious. "Grandma, it's kinda dark out!" I told her. "Do you want me to get kidnapped?"

"You won't get kidnapped if you use the moves you learned in karate--"

Yeah right. I never even paid attention in that stupid class.

"Besides, it's not even late out," Grandma finished.

I rolled my eyes, and pointed out the window. "You don't call that late?" I asked her.

"No," she simply replied. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at me expectantly.

There was no point in arguing with her now. I stood up from my desk chair. "Fine, I'll go," I said as I reached for my jacket. I put it on, and took my purse off its hook.

Grandma patted me on the head. Gah, I'm eighteen and she acts like I'm ten. "Good girl," she said. "I'll give you something when you come home."

I always look forward to hear her saying that, though. Teehee.

"Cookies?" I asked her suggestingly.

She smiled and nodded her head. "Sure, cookies," she agreed.

Yay! ^ ^

I followed her out to the living room and waved goodbye to her as I walked out the door. She waved back and closed the front door.

I walked pass the gate and it slid closed behind me. It's automatic like that, and may seem creepy to people that aren't used to it.

I started strolling to the Victoria's Secret store near us. Okay, it's not near my house that much, but it's not like it's so far I can't walk to it.

The outside breeze was somewhat chilly and I felt cold. I pulled my jacket tighter around my body as I clenched my purse tight against me with one elbow.

There were still people out, thank Goodness. I feel more secure when I'm not alone.

As I got closer to the shortcut, I felt like taking it, but I was always told that it wasn't safe. I shook my head and decided to take the long way.

Even though I call it the "long way," I reached Victoria's Secret in no time. I pulled the door open and entered the building. I was so glad they were still open.

The cashier behind the counter smiled at me warmingly. "May I help you, honey?" she asked.

I shook my head and gave her a small smile. "No, thank you."

I headed over to the section where the granny panties hung. I sifted through them and picked out five for my grandma.

I thought it over in my head. 'She gave me __ dollars, so I should have enough left over for exactly two thongs...' XD

I sidled over to the thong section, and started looking through those. I found two nice ones and were going to buy the matching bras too, but remembered that I wouldn't have enough money for them. T__T

Oh well. Maybe I'll buy them next time I go here. If there is a next time.

I went over to the counter to pay for the items. It was funny how I had the exact money to give the cashier. Surely Grandma thinks these things over before giving me her money.

The cashier and I said our goodbyes and I exited the building. I suddenly felt mischievous; I took the two thongs out of the Victoria's Secret bag and put them in my purse. Let's see if my grandma notices what happened to the rest of her money!

Yes, I know. I'm being awfully mean. But my grandma is a fun person to play with...seriously!

I started on my way home. It was really dark out NOW...I felt a nervous feeling in my stomach. It's so easy to get kidnapped at a time like this. I was starting to regret that I had listened to my grandma.

I was nearing the shortcut again. Even though it was dangerous and the trees made the area look even scarier, I decided to take that route. I mean, how "not safe" could it be? Right? Ehehheh...*shifty eyes*

I walked into the shortcut area slowly, one hand holding onto the Victoria's Secret bag tightly and the other hand clutching my purse's strap.

Suddenly, I heard a soft purr from a cat. It purred again, and I tried to figure out where it was. On the fourth purr, I spotted it: a gray Pixie Bob kitten, and it was sitting on a tree branch. It looked so cute yet so sad, and I wanted to save it.

Hey, I have a thing for cute animals, so don't give me that look. -__-

I scanned the area to make sure no one was around, and once I saw that the coast was clear, I dropped the Victoria's Secret bag and my purse onto the ground. Then I started climbing the tree.

Trees are so easy to climb. I've been climbing them since I was a toddler, so I know the jist of it. You know, doing a certain thing over and over again makes you an expert in doing it.

So yeah. I guess you can say I'm an expert at climbing trees. But that's nothing to be proud of. I wish I was an expert at math...TOT

I reached the spot where I had seen the cat and looked up (for I had been looking down the whole time) to see the cat up close.

I almost screamed from what I saw. No, I didn't see the cat dead or bleeding or anything like that.

What I saw...was people.


Chapter Two

The people weren't just regular, normal people. They were HOBOS. And did I mention that all of them were males?

I quickly jumped down from the tree, but the hobos were too fast; they got down to the ground before I did.

They grabbed my purse and the Victoria's Secret bag before I could take them.

"Hey, give them back!" I shouted, but no matter how much I pulled, their grips on my things were too strong.

Oh, how I wish I'd paid more attention in karate. T__T

The guy who had my purse opened it, and as if it was their cue, two guys ran over and got behind me. I turned around and was about to kick them, but I couldn't move. I looked down; they had tied my legs up! I tried wriggling my arms; they had knotted them together too! What were these guys? Trained hobos?

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