"RUN, DRIA, RUN!" Is all I hear my bestfriend, Marlee, yell before I see the read & blue flashing lights. I picked up my backpack & ran for my life.
Marls & I have been on the run ever since we were 15. Our parents went boating, got in an accident, & passed away. We both agreed NOT to go to an orphanage. The cops always try to catch us & take us to that awful place, but me & Marls are too fast for them.
We finally come across an abandon house & crawled inside. We were used to this kind of stuff. "The coppers lost us a block or two back." Marlee said as we set up our sleeping bags.
Don't get me wrong, we worked for money & we NEVER stole anything. So we had cute clothes, iPhones, & everything a teenage girl needs.
"What are we going to do tomorrow?" Marls asked me before we settled into our sleeping bags. "I don't know.. Maybe go to the beach.." I replied. "Sounds great, Dria. Good night, babe." She said. "Night night, lovey" I replied, & drifted off to sleep.
