Get Running

-Autumn Collins-

      Chapter 1

        On August 9, 2014 I was framed for Murder, I was not the only one. My boyfriend, Mason Clark and my best friend, Penelopee Lurk were also framed. We don't know how or why we were said to be the murderers, it just sorta happened. I've been texting Mason all night plotting our runaway. I haven't discussed it with Penelopee or even mentioned it to her.

         I have so many mixed emotions right now; happy that we're running away, angry at the situation, confused as to of why we were blamed, and sad because of the fact I have to go away from my family for a while. I SWEAR I THINK IM FREAKING BIPOLAR. My mom had passed a year ago from a homicide, maybe that's why they think I'm the murder, revenge? No. Not revenge, how could you even live with yourself once killing another human - but that's not the point. The point is we're running away. I know, "you can't run away from your problems." Okay moms, whatever. Have you ever been framed for murder when you were 17? No, I don't think so; I dont even think half of you who are reading this has yet turned 17, if you have, congrats for not being framed. Yet.

         The reason I haven't told Peeps (Penelopee) about the runaway yet is because she might say somthing along the lines like, "are you crazy?" No. The whole situation is crazy. 

        Before we move on any further, let me introduce myself properly. My name is Autumn Shae Collins. I got my "lovely" name from being born in the Fall. My name is so original right? I'm 17 years old, my favorite color is blue, favorite movie is Divergent, favorite food is Chicken Ramen Noodles, favorite band is 5 Seconds of Summer, need I say more? No? Okay.

         Right now my head is filled with thought, I'm thinking faster than I can write so things might be a little screwed up orginizational wise; you'll get used to it. I've always been an unorganized child. I'm going to start texting Mason again because he just sent something.

You have to tell Peeps about it sent August 11 3:34am

I know, I guess I should... sent August 11 3:36am

Yeah... I'll come over in a few. sent August 11 3:36

        I left him on seen. You see what my boyfriend does? He will literally drive to my house at 3 o'clock in the morning, sometimes I think he's crazy. I started texting Peeps.

Heyy You up? sent August 11 3:41am

*10 minutes later*

Now I am... sent August 11 3:53am

I prob should talk to you about this when you wake up more butttt.. sent August 11 3:54am

What. Come on I'm tired. Text it. sent August 11 3:55am

Okay... me and Mason are running away tomorrow... so are you. sent August 11 3:57am

You really are something else Autumn  sent August 11 4:01am

I'm being serious. All of us know we are innocent. We're doing it, I'm not going to be in prison for the rest of my life for a murder I did not commit. sent August 11 4:03am

Okay okay. Sorry. I know. I have $24 in my dresser. I'll bring it later today, around 9. sent August 11 4:09am

         Now I left her on seen. Reality just hit me. Hard, Like when you belly flop into a ice cold pool. We, two 17 year old girls, one 18 year old guy are running away to who knows where, New York? Washington? Mexico? All because some stupid idiot blamed the stupid crime on us. I'm officially done with society. D-O-N-E Done. I locked my phone and put it on the white marble night stand right next to my bed. I pulled up the covers over my shoulders and turned off the light. I couldn't help but ask myself if I was excited for tomorrow and if I'm ready for this. Are you ready for this?