Chapter 1: Not all people are homeless

This is it, Harry; all of it. The entire story of how I ended up travelling 1,495 miles up to Boston in a stolen minivan with four strangers and in the midst of it all, managed to break into a few houses, get arrested, and even make out with my sister's fiance (er, more than once).

Hey I never said that it would be an easy ride, did I?

*Credit goes to @paynethecreator on tumblr. This book is not mine. I decided to post it here beacuse I think this fic is really good and deserves more reads*.