As I lay looking up at the beautiful, clear, starry sky on a warm summer evening, I think to myself. Why did it have to end up like this? Why couldnt things just go back to the way they were before all of this happened? I shed a tear and instanly whipped it off of my cheek and rolled over to lay my head on Lukes chest and he pulls me closer. He plants little seedlings of kisses on my neck and shoulder while stroking my soft brown skin. Just when I am feeling relaxed and comfortable, I hear the faint sound of police sirens and helicopters in the distance. "We need to go now!" Luke whispers to me and we immediately jump up and grab our backpacks that were laying not to far from us. He reaches out for my hand and I grab on to it...
To be continued
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Runaway
Teen FictionWhen done something really bad the best thing to do is runaway right?