A Bad Situation.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1.

"What do you think you will become in the next 5 years?" My teacher asks.

"I think I will become an elephant." I reply cheekily.

Mrs. Harris did not look impressed. I'm sitting in the principles office with my teacher and the principle. Mr. Tesoly looked down at me and with a puzzled look.

"You know what I think you will become in 5 years Miss Fare? I think you will be in a very bad situation surrounded by very bad people and you will not be able to get out of that situation because you will be very rude and cheeky and may end up badly hurt." My principle said to me. I have a really bad temper so I spit back at him saying,

"And I think you will become a very disgusting old man who has no future and spends his life pretending to be a good principle but actually using that time to perv on the 'hot' girls who have no reason to live but be a slut!"

I take a second to breathe, before storming out of the room.

I feel the hatred form and I try to think of something to do to get back at him. As I left the office, the face on the teachers’ faces were priceless. I know that they are going to call my mum but I don't care. I'm not going home. I'll go find a motel to break into and spend the night there. I know that I won’t get in trouble if I get caught. I'm 15 years old, but look very childlike and innocent. I have long black hair to my bottom waist, big brown-blue eyes that make anyone think I couldn't hurt a fly, and a voice that will make a kidnapper stop and feel sorry for even thinking about taking me. I know that if I tried I could make my voice sound like a 15 year old, but why bother. I can get away with anything most of the time with this appearance.

And that's how I live my life. And have been for quite a long time. A criminal. Not caring about anyone or anything. I don't have any friends, but who needs them. I have myself. I have a Mum and a Dad, but I hate them and I know they hate me too. So I'm going to live my life on the run. Well not from a criminal record, because I've never been charged for anything, but I know one day people will figure out I'm not what I appear to be. But that doesn't bother me. I'm very sneaky and clever so I can steal food, money, clothes, and sneak into a house or such for shelter. I'm thinking about how I can live my life on the run, before I realize which road I have sub-consciously started walking on. This is unsafe. Even for me, and this is saying something.

"Lacey, why were you not concentrating when you went down this road?!" I whisper to myself.

I look around and see a few guys walking down the other side of the street. I can tell they haven't been drinking by the way they are walking, but they don't need alcohol to do what they do.

They look around about the age from 15 to 17. There are 4 guys there. Two look 15, one looks 16 and the other looks around 17, who is obviously the leader of the 'gang'. They are all decent looking, but I wouldn't want a relationship with people like them. I duck my head down and keep walking. I don't want them to see me. But hey, I have a lot of anger, if they start something I can just take it out on them I guess. 

Just a few more steps and they will be closer to me and maybe spot me, but I'm almost around a corner and I might get away unharmed and not spotted. But how can I believe that they won’t see me. I'm almost around when, oh how did I know, the 17 year old spotted me, and waved his hand to order the others to come across the road to see me.