Part 1

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Y/n sat in her room, crying as usual and always because of her father.
    They were from London and her father wanted y/n to be "lady like" so that means she was sent to boarding schools, camps and many more. Of course y/n always hated it! She was bullied for her posture, her name, her height, her appearance and much more, but not until now had y/n wanted to run away

Y/n finally built up the courage and packed her bags "I can't believe I'm doing this..." y/n sighed to herself. Her father wasn't home so she grabbed some money and rushed out her huge Victorian mansion because you know she had that strong posh accent and was rich and what not. She saw a bus stop and decided to get on, not even knowing where she was going.
Just hopefully somewhere safe...

She walked up the bus, her hands shaking and her stomach churning at the sight of so many strangers

She made direct eye contact with a tall boy, he had black curly hair and dark eyes, she felt like he was staring into her soul, but she decided to ignore him as he was like any other stranger and took her seat, looking out the window

Later she could feel the bus stop, so she decided to get off right here but behind her was the same boy from before which made her feel like he was following her and her heart pace picked up

She got off the bus sighing and not even knowing where she was. "Shit!" She quietly said to herself "hey! You lost?" She turned around and there he was AGAIN the same boy. "What? Oh yeah I'm uh I'm fine I was just." He looked her up and down and furrowed his eyebrows "yeah right, where are you heading?" She didn't really want to speak to him that much

After finally escaping the boy she just walked and walked until her tiny legs couldn't take it anymore. She looked to see where she was and was in front of a huge house "here goes nothing! Perhaps the person which lives here could help me?" The gates opened and as the rain fell cried, running to the bushes

By now she's been there for around 2 hours before she heard someone walk out and she tried to keep quiet "hello? Who's there?" It was a lady. She crawled further into the bushes but she turned the corner, she'd been spotted "who on Earth are you?" She wiped her tears. Not saying a word, just staring at the woman who was trying to cover herself with her cardigan. "Oh dear, are you ok?" She stared before shaking her head "no..." she quietly said before looking down and crying into her knees

"Darling, you look froze. Come in with me you poor thing" y/n followed the elderly woman into the house and as she walked in she took off her jacket and the lady hung it up "uh thank you for bringing me in miss." The lady shook her head and slightly laughed "please dear call me Mrs.Grose!" Y/n shook her head and was led into the dining hall

Y/N P.O.V
I followed Mrs.Grose to the massive dining room and was sat down. "Need anything dear? Would you like to meet Flora and Miles?" I looked at her not having one clue who she was talking about "oh it's the two children I nanny. Don't worry dear they are amazing!" I shook my head and sneezed and a little girl peaked around the corner "who's that?"

The little girl came and sat next to me smiling, her front two teeth were missing and her head was held up by her hand, she was just staring at me while I ate "Miles would like you!" I turned to her still having no idea who the fuck Miles was. "Um yeah?" Mrs.Grose turned around "Flora she doesn't know Miles darling" Flora grabbed my hand "can I take her to meet him? Pleaseeeee?" Mrs.Grose rolled her eyes and sighed "sure off you go now"

Flora led me upstairs and down through a little path thing "Miles' room is just down here!" We finally got to Miles' room and Flora knocked "who's there?" I heard, the voice sounded familiar "it's me Flora silly! I have someone who you'd like!" He opened the door and froze as he saw me, his jaw falling open "what? Have you met before?" He quickly snapped back into reality "what? No!"

That night Mrs.Grose was showing me to my room and it was rather large, I walked in and sat my bag onto my bed.

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