Proluge: How did i get here?

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Bella's PoV
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I just moved back to Los santos. I left for a couple of years and went to England I loved it their but it didn't feel like home. I bought a apartment close to the beach. So I decided to go down there to relax after the stressful and expensive relocation.

Shortly after I got to the beach I stood looking over the safety barrier at the calm ocean. When suddenly I jumped out of my skin when someone grabbed me from behind. I screamed, then I heard the calm voice say "Chill dawg, it's just me." I replied with relief "Fuck Franklin, you scared me." I knew it was my old buddy Franklin because he used to always do that to me in high school. "So what you doin' back in LS?" Franklin asked. I replied boring him about how I missed LS and just wanted to be back.

After catching up Franklin invited me to his place. He lives in a beautiful house in Vinewood hills. When we got there he asked me what I was going to do in LS, I told him how I was low on money and needed to find a job fast. This gave him a idea, he remembered how we used to shoplift after school because we were poor. Then he smiled and said:
"I can help you homie, you know with the money problem."
"Will you help me get a job?" I cheerfully replied
"Kind of..."
"What do you mean kind of?"
"Well I've got some friends, who can help you get money. If you don't mind getting your hands dirty like old times. You know after school at the shops, stuffing our pockets with chocolate bars ect. Except it will be harder" I agreed I needed money. I knew crime is wrong but people do things to get money. An hour past and it was nearly eight o'clock so I decided to get going. Franklin drove me home I was happy he offered because I didn't exactly remember what street my house was on. As I left his car he said he'll be in touch with me about the 'job' then he added how he might need my help getting his friend out of retirement. That made me question how old these friends of his were but I didn't want to say anything so I just said goodbye and walked towards the large apartment building that I lived in.

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Authors note: Hi guys this was just a short prologue to set the scene I promise it does get better and more interesting.

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