Taken

Chapter 2

Jenna's POV:

I am face to face with a taxi. Shocked, I don't move an inch. The annoyed taxi driver beeps his horn at me, yelling out the window, "GET OUT OF THE ROAD IDIOT!"

I quickly ran to the sidewalk on the other side of the road. Holy shit. What a great start to my freedom, getting kicked out of Subway, then almost dying. I shouldn't be surprised though, I have the worst luck ever. That kind of explains why I am now a homeless 18 year old girl with no money.

I finally reach the park bench and sit down. I guess it is time to figure out what to do from here. I have no money, no home, no family, and no friends. I dropped out of school at 16 years old because I was constantly taking care of my crazy drunken father. So... I am kind of stuck.

I sign and lay down on the bench. I am already so exhausted. My eyes are about to close when I am hit by something. What the...

I sit up and see that the object I had been hit with is a football. I pick it up and look around. A tall blonde boy is jogging towards me. "I am so sorry." He says. "My brothers and I were attempting to play football." He laughs.

I smile at his cute giggle and say, "It's fine. A park bench probably wasn't the best place to take a nap."

The boy grins, "I'm Ross." He says and holds out his hand for me to shake.

A take his hand and shake it, "Jenna."

"Nice to meet you Jenna. Sorry again about the football.Hope to see you around the park sometime soon." Ross says.

"Definitely." I say shyly.

Ross turns after grabbing his football and jogs back to his brothers. "Ross..." I say under my breathe.

There was something about him. Something that I had yet to encounter in my life. A quality that only few people seem to have. Pureness. I had only spoken to him for a moment, but Ross had treated me more wholeheartedly than anyone else has in my existence. I never really knew people could be so kind. My father always threw me under the bus and stepped all over me. Not to mention kids at school had treated me awfully because of my cheap clothing. I was never one to make friends. I always kept to myself. But something about Ross... He gave me hope. Hope that there were more people like him. Hope that maybe things wouldn't turn out so bad for me after all. Hope that maybe, just maybe, I'll be okay.

Hi guys. Hope you liked this chapter. I haven't worked on this story in a while because I didn't have a computer. But luckily I bought a brand new laptop yesterday! So get ready for more and more chapters.

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Much love,

Mackenzie