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Hello my LittleFans, I am back with another chapter which will be introducing someone's character! That's all i'm going to say so enjoy! Also the character is American but I may forget that sometimes so if she says anything or calls anything the British way than I apolgise.
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Belle's POV
                          
I may not be the girliest, but being stuck in the same dirty clothes for months is not the best feeling. My once bright blue jeans are not dull and covered in dirt. My hoodie that was once concealed in the fresh packaging of an amazon box is now ripped and mucky.
                          
I get up off of the dirty street side and brush my hands on my jeans, as if that would make a difference.
                          
Looking up I see the tall buildings of London, classy and ancient compared to the modern and unnatural buildings of America (No offence to any Americans reading, just for the story).
                          
As people walk past, they stare at the dirty homeless looking girl with the bright blue hair.
                          
I begin walking, I don't know where, but anywhere is better than sitting on the edge of a sidewalk. Although, that's probably my sleeping arrangments for tonight.
                          
Suddenly I bump into someone. I look up to see a man in his twenties with sandy coloured hair and slight scruff on his chin.
                          
"Oh, sorry." I apologise, keeping my head down.
                          
"Oh, it's OK. Wait, are you OK?" He looks shocked as his eyes look me up and down at my scruffy appearance, greasy hair and multiple bruises and injuries.
                          
"I'm fine." He nods, but looks unsure.
                          
"Where you heading?" Like I can answer that question.
                          
"Nowhere." He looked confused. "Shouldn't you be getting home? It's getting late."
                          
"I would go home if I had a home." I mumbled. Sadly he heard and walked towards me. I flinched, thinking he was going to hit me.
                          
All of a sudden the mysterious man wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug. This is the most attention someone has gave me in the past 12 years.
                          
"Would you like to come with me-what's your name?"
                          
I smiled. "My name's Belle and that would be nice...I guess."
                          
"Good. My name's Fluke. nice to meet you. How old are you may I ask?"
                          
"I'm 12." He looked even more shocked.
                          
"Well then Belle, let's get going shall we." I nodded and he took my hand in his.
                          
He began to giggle and drag me towards a block of flats in the distance. We reached them and entered the building, walking towards the elevator.
                          
"Screw climbing 4 flight's of stairs." Fluk groaned. I giggled.
                          
He turned towards me, looking smug that he made someone laugh. Finally the elevator came and we entered it. The doors shut and we heard the elevator music playing. The song was "If I die young" by The Band Perry, a song that had been a comfort for me throughout all these horrible years.
                          
I began to tear up at the emotion in the song and it's meaning to me. Fluke turned towards me and immediatly looked panicked. "Belle, are you OK? Did I do something? What's the matter? Oh gosh, I'm sorry if it was me." I giggled and spoke up. "It's OK Fluke, just some memories that came back.
                          
He sighed with relief and looked towards the doors as the opened. We then walked down the corridor until we reached flat 35. He pushed the door opened and pulled me into the warmth. He dragged me towards the living room and I was met with the slightly shocked faces of 2 men.
                          
"Hey guys, meet out new roommate!"
                          
"Umm hi..what's your name?" "B-belle." He nodded. He jumped up and walked towards me.
                          
"Well, I'm Rage. ICE to meet you" he said, holding up a glass of coke with ice cubes bobbing in it.
                          
I laughed at the horrible pun and gave Rage a massive hug, he made me feel welcome like Fluke.
                          
"See, at least SOMEONE appreciates my puns!" I laughed into his chest as he hugged me back.
                          
I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw it was Fluke. "So Belle, this is Rage as you already know. Then we have Gubiak."
                          
"Hey Belle." "Hi Gubiak." We all laughed and Fluke motioned me over to him. He handed me a towel. "OK, the bathroom is down the hall so you can take a shower. Just shout me when you are done and we will get you some clothes, OK?" I nodded and thanked him, running along to the shower.
                          
I entered the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I twisted and turned the knob, trying to get the right temperature when eventually I found one that wouldn't burn me or freeze me to death.
                          
I stripped from my dirty clothes and put them in a pile. I then stepped in the shower and automatically the dirt began to flow off of my body and into the shower drain along with a few streams of bloody water.
                          
Grabbing soap I began to wash my body, feeling cleaner than I've ever felt. After that I washed my hair, making it feel fresh and alive. Once I was finished I turned off the shower, wrapped in a towel and opened the bathroom door a crack.
                          
"Fluke, I'm finished." I heard footsteps and he appeared outside the door. He handed me, what i'm assuming, was one of his shirts and a pair of boxers. He also handed me some hair ties, a brush and a pair of womens underwear, both the bra and the pants.
                          
"Uhhh Fluke, why do you have all this women's stuff?"
                          
"Oh, the underwear was for a youtube video as a dare and I use the hair ties for things like keeping crisps in opened bags fresh, ya know." I nodded and laughed.
                          
"Well, I'll let you do your stuff. Let me know if you need anything." I nodded and shut the door.
                          
I changed into the clothes and brushed my hair, tying it into a plait.
                          
I walked out of the bathroom and into the livingroom carrying the items along with my dirty clothes.
                          
Fluke stood up. "Here, let me take those. Do you want the clothes binned?" I nodded. "Well you go into the livingroom and sit with the guys whilst I bin these.
                          
I walked back to the livingroom and sat on the couch next to Rage.
                          
"Hey Belle, feel better now?" I nodded. I turned and saw he had a laptop on his lap and he was playing Minecraft.
                          
"You like minecraft?!" He nodded. "Actually, I have a youtube account based on it."
                          
My jaw dropped. Wait. I recognise them now. Rage. Fluke. Gubiak.
                          
Oh...
                          
My...
                          
God...
                          
It's the crew.
                          
I am living with the crew...
                          
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And that is all for today! I hope that Belle is up to scratch for you Belinda and that she is what you wanted her to be. Sorry if she isn't and if there needs to be any improvments.
                          
Also how do you guys like the new character? Out of 10?
                          
Thanks, Bye my LittleFans!
                          
~Angel <3