Jay glanced around his room for the last time.
Jay was tall, athletic, attractive and blonde. He was 16 years old, and a really bright kid. But now was different. He was scared. Hands down he was terrified. What if they were caught? What would happen to them? How would he even escape the city? He left his room.
He had a NIKE bag with him, with a blanket, a pillow, some food, a change of clothes, swimming trunks, and some money. That's all he had really. He was pretty poor, well everyone in the city was, and this was all he had. He was leaving that night, and the trip had been carefully planned out. A few of his friends were coming with him, and they had to get to Miami. There was no other option. There was no other choice. The answer was in the Sunshine State, in the glorious city of Miami. The only problem was that Miami was 1,662 miles away. His thoughts drifted to the city. The horrible place this city was, and he couldn't wait to leave. He went towards the front door. What if the Daet Heoin found him? He couldn't go back on that now. He had to do this. He looked behind him one last time before shutting the door, and walking towards the woods.
The journey had officially started.
