Chapter One

Hitch Hiking

Bubbles P.O.V.

This was... humiliating. And cold.

My wind beaten face was bright red, due to the mixture of my anger, embarrassment, and the six inches of snow I was currently marching through.

In heels.

And a party dress that I had no business wearing in a snow storm.

Long story.

I lifted up my hand to prop my arm up, the muscles feeling strained.

Ugh, how long had I been walking? It felt like days.

I pulled out my phone to check the time, but threw it on the road as soon as I saw 'Missed Call' flashing on the screen. It was from him.

I waved my thumb in the air as I saw a flash of headlights in the distance.

The truck flew by me, its wheels making a sharp turn to avoid an icy puddle... which soaked me to the bone.

I shook myself with a curse and was about to flip the bastard off, when my eyes landed on my discarded cell. Well, what remained of it anyways.

I growled angrily.

The one car that I see my whole time out here not only passes me by, but gives me frostbite and destroys my phone.

Perfect.

I fought back the tears that threatened to erase my fury and replace it with something far more pathetic. The situation was pathetic enough for a life time.

I had thought it would be so easy too! In the movies, the hero always got a ride in a matter of minutes!

This was a wonderful example of how reality sucks.

Along with the facts that I was broke, nearly naked, and starving.

The only food I had eaten today had been a piece of toast for breakfast. Now, night had fallen hours ago and my stomach was screaming at me.

I finally gave up, plopping down on the freezing snow and resting my head in my hands.

What had I done to deserve this? Had I done something to... upset God? I couldn't necessarily be considered a church mouse, but I wasn't a satanist either.

I mean, I've lied before, sure, and I've probably sinned a whole bunch of other times I can't even remember. But, the worst thing I'd ever done (prior to today) was steal a gorgeous blue scarf from Aeropostale.

Had that really been so evil?

I sighed, resigned to my fate to die in this blizzard, and laid down.

My hands had already gone numb and I had no doubt that my lips were blue.

My pulse had been steadily increasing since the snow started, but now it began to slow, a dull thud in my ears.

My veins continued getting softer until the wind was the only sound in the night and my eyes closed.