A/N: So sorry guys, these couple of weeks I haven't been active, thanks to uni. Assignments are coming in and I've got three weeks of work to catch up on! Wish me luck! 

All that aside, hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Happy reading!

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Robby had spent the break explaining his backstory. From the day he came face to face with his dad, the first time he met Daniel LaRusso and worked for him, up until now. For the first time, (Y/N) felt for someone. Deeply. She knew she felt something different for Robby... specifically...

After listening to his story, her heart opened. It compelled her to relate to him, give him a glimpse into her backstory.

"Mr LaRusso's lawyer said turning myself in would be a lighter sentence for me. See, that's why I can't stand rich people. They just get it all easy on their plate." he vented. "Especially lawyers because either way... they get paid."

When (Y/N) proceeded to open her mouth, she backed off immediately, realising he would hate her if she ever revealed herself to him.

"You're not wrong, man." (Y/N) scoffed, in return. 

Although she loved her dad, Robby had an excellent point. She awkwardly fiddled with her hands, thinking of a topic to divert his attention from his problems.

"So, you got any siblings?" she asked, internally cursing herself for asking these sorts of questions.

"No. Only child. You?"

"I... I have..." she stuttered.

Robby stared at her, finally letting out a light chuckle. He turned away to clear his throat, ensuring none of his germs were contracted.

"You don't know if you have siblings?" he asked, interrupting her from giving her answer.

"No... It's not that. I have a twin sister..." she finally spoke, finding the words to get her response across. "It's just that I've never seen her."

"In that case, we just need to find you... as a female." 

(Y/N) agreed, sighing with relief. As if Robby would ever help her - as a boy, look for his sister. Or would he? She panicked, looking around as the other inmates were gesturing for the duo to come back inside.

She jumped up on her feet, following the officers and other inmates back to the juvenile detention centre. Robby followed along, acknowledging the smile coming from (Y/N).

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That evening, (Y/N) was becoming sick of being locked up in juvie. Although she didn't want to go straight home, there were other places she could most definitely go. However, she needed help sneaking out. 

(Y/N) brought it upon herself to look for the real Caleb Johnson. The curiosity in her grew, the more she adopted his role at juvie.

She gestured Hunter to come over as he was the only person that knew about her secret. He begrudgingly agreed as she let him in on her plan to escape for a while.

"You're gonna get me into a lot of trouble for this. Smuggle me some vape, while you're at it." he instructed, giving her a lift past the fences. 

Covered in Hunter's clothes, (Y/N) jumped over the fence after using his palms for support. She grunted, stuck between the exit and alleyway from juvie and the streets of LA. Hunter encouraged her to climb down carefully as means of not letting the guards come over.

THUD!

Hunter facepalmed and ran back inside, hoping not to get caught. (Y/N) pulled off her hood and made a run for it, walking the streets of LA like a normal person. 

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It was a great night. Headed over to Golf N' Stuff, (Y/N) was finally able to enjoy life again - without having someone breathing down her neck, for she'd never been to this place. Except when she was little.

Working at the law firm took most of her energy and desire to go out. She smuggled some cash from a donation box as she walked past the marketing agents promoting their products, occupied with other people nearby.

Upon entering, she'd noticed someone peculiar. Her head peered into the distance, seeing a male with shoulder length hair, tied into a half bun. 

The dark stubble across his cheeks was noticeable under the light. She looked further, realising he was the same fugitive she'd seen on the wanted poster. The same fugitive police were after. 

"No freakin' way..." she gasped. "THE Caleb Johnson..."

As Caleb looked around and left for the parking, (Y/N) followed hi- - m. She snuck past the vending machines and bushes, tracking his every move.

An odd looking red mini cooper parked nearby. A man and woman exited the vehicle as the real Caleb Johnson was welcomed with two pairs of open arms. As the man turned around, (Y/N)'s eyes automatically widened. 

"What the fuck... uncle?" she gasped, almost hyperventilating this time. "And... mum?"

She put the pieces together, realising what she'd just seen. On one hand, she had every reason to hand Caleb over to the police. On the other... she was enjoying time away from home. 

Without giving it a second thought, she rushed back in, getting her mind off of what she'd witnessed. It was near impossible to. And there was no way she could enjoy her night. 

After a few games, (Y/N) ran to the nearest drug store, smuggling as much vape and makeup as she could in her bra, pretending to "window shop" the store. After a short, unfulfilling night, she finally headed back to juvie. 

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Rustling through the bushes and fence, she made a sound which only Hunter and herself recognised. It meant Hunter had to help her get back in. 

(Y/N) climbed the fence, panting and grunting as she panicked every moment she'd almost lost her grip. It took a few attempts to get her to continue the climb, despite Hunter's encouragement. 

"I'm so unfit! UGH!" she groaned out loud.

"SHHH" Hunter interrupted. "Just hurry up and get your ass down." 

(Y/N)'s eyes squinted as her sweaty palms weren't able to make the climb. She panted, realising it wasn't worth it.

"Hunter..." she panted. "I can't do this. It's impossible."

Hunter rolled his eyes, jumping up the fence as he smoothly climbed over it.

"I'll put your makeup on for you. Then get on my back." he instructed, gesturing his thumb over to his upperback.

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, wondering what exactly he knew about makeup. Hunter climbed back down and jumped to her level. He held out his hand, requesting the products she'd bought for the look.

"Here... you... go" (Y/N) whispered as she handed him everything she'd smuggled from the drug store.

"How on earth did you--"

"I have an innocent face, come on." she interrupted, throwing in a fake smile to follow her statement. 

Once Hunter was finished, she climbed on his back, doing as she was told. Hunter climbed up the fence once again. He tensed his muscles in order to make the climb. It seemed tougher than climbing by himself but he managed to pull it off.

"Hunter..." (Y/N) sighed. "I got some news to tell you. Let's just go inside and I'll tell you everything."