Away

Sarah realizes that she isn't special nor a disappointment. Anything would be better than average. Her looks? Average. Her grades? Average. Her clothes? Average. All Sarah wants is some recognition, somebody there to tell her she isn't the painfully average hopeless romantic she thinks she is.

That is, until her mom dies. Murdered, to be more precise. And the worst part? Everybody thinks Sarah did it. It's hard to explain that you didn't murder your Mom when there's blood all over your hands. Sarah didn't want to wait until she's convicted of murder so she does the only thing she can think of.

She runs.

With nothing left in the place she used to call home, she takes a train to wherever it will go. She likes to think of it as taking a trip to a place she calls Away. Little does she know, she's not the only one running from the past, and fate just might bring them together.