My bike was a little bit curvy on my way back home due to the many thoughts I just couldn't get out of my head.
How were we supposed to run away when everyone else just couldn't get along.
Maybe I should just go find some new friends.
What if I get found out.
And why is my bike not moving.
I look down, realizing I am stuck in the dead center of a mudpit.
I look around, and I realize I'm also in the dead center of a field.
Fear hits me first. Then comes worry.
"HELLO!" I scream.
Honestly, I should know that there's nobody there, but trying is the only possible way to know.
Nobody answers. And I feel suddenly completely alone. There's a silence, as if they was not a living thing with me.
And that's when I heard a bird chirp.
I started breathing normally again.
I looked down at my phone. Today, I was going to use up our data.
I turned wifi off, and went on maps, which directed me home.
Except, who knows, there could be a random bear den or sudden cliff that was randomly set in between here and my house.
So I thought it through thoroughly, and began my journey back home.
That's when the prickles came.
I call them prickles. I mean, like most people would call them thorns or something like that, but these were prickles.
And they were in my way.
So I took out a hairbrush from my bag, and whacked the over-grown weeds out of my way. Not a prickle had gotten anywhere on me, until it did.
Ok. I'll just skip this.
Who wants to know about my prickle story. Seriously. Nobody.
So I had FINALLY gotten home, when the bus passed by my house.
But being me, I already had a car.
Maybe it was from my moms guilt for being an "awful parent" but she usually would buy me expensive things almost every month.
My car's an newer :: and I absolutely love it.
But I grab my keys and hop inside, only to find that my mom "accidentally" spilt some coffee on my dashboard.
I look at it, but my OCD gets the best of me and I rush back into my house to grab a wet rag.
I cleaned it off, and looked at my watch as I started up the car.
I had ten minutes.
I drove off, almost speeding way over the limit, and speed-stopping in my schools parking lot. I was definitely not parked inbetween the lines. But honestly, who cares, I wasn't late!
I got to my locker with four minutes to spare. Grabbing my stuff and heading off to first period.
And that's when I tripped over Foy.
Foy is absolutely gorgeous.
He's just, kinda sorta dating a girl (Ruth) but um Ruth is planning to end it soon sssssoooooo........
I grabbed my books and he looked at me with his gorgeous blue eyes and smiled and uuuuggghhhhh.
It was perfect.
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The Runaway Teens Club
Teen Fiction"And they were never seen again." ------------------------------------------------------ You can't just escape your problems, but people like Julie and Ryan and Beth all feel that they must try to. Yet by running away at night, and meeting a mysteri...