I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

"The national Dog Walker's Association of pet pals? What the hell?!"

The sun outside shown its brightest. It's rays hitting a small group of teenagers who currently were sprawled over a picnic table. People around them stopped and stared as the dark haired boy took off his expensive blue shade glasses and wiped them furiously.

"Now, Now Jared. If Hailey likes to hangout with her little doggy 'pals', let her. I mean, you are getting paid for it right?"

Girl with short blonde hair in a pixie cut and gorgeous blue eyes asked. She raised a perfectly framed eyebrow before replacing her yellow sunglasses and lying back down on the table. And at the same time, carefully, making sure that her blue capriced legs wouldn't got caught in a thorn and her perfect white blouse wouldn't get a stain.

Jared gave a small grin and unbuttoned the top button of his button down black tee with a high collar. His legs out strewn and crossed at the ankles as he sat on the long bench attached to the table. His black jeans only added to his mysterious persona.

"Um, 100 a month. But still, how can you look at those adorable big brown eyes and adorable floppy ears and not want to walk them? It's only a week long, anyways, I'll be back before you know it. Plus, my parents love the idea of me doing something productive for the 2nd week in vacation. It's great for my resume."

"I hate to say it Li, but Sam's not right about this." He shook his head with his arms crossed. "I bet you it's a Satan worshiping cult. Not that I mind seeing as god is a chauvinistic asshole who doesn't answer any goddamn prayers and make the bible make sense, but come on! What happened to, 'The plan'."

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

The third member of the group bit her lip nervously. She was quite different from the other two. She wasn't a genius in style and grades like Sam. And she wasn't a Goth who hated god like Jared. She was more like a doll than anything else. Small for her 17 years of age with the height of only 5'2, her skin was porcelain with only a small golden tan.

Her eyes though were large a green with innocence circulating around them and her hair fell down her back light a golden wave a red and brown.

"Listen here dolly." Sam said as she turned to Hailey who currently sat across from Jared with her legs crossed and hands folded. " You go and have fun and ignore Mr. Grouchy over here. He's just mad that we have to hold of 'The plan' until you come back."

"Yeah fine. Just don't forget to send us a post card. What is this meeting thing any ways?" He gave her the paper the blonde the paper before wiping a bang away from his eyes.

"It's really cool! You get to take 3 dogs with you and you're in charge of their well fare for the whole week. You get to exchange tips on doggy stuff with the other people there. It's a camping trip with fuzzys." The brunet sighed dreamily before standing off and dusting off her green sundress and white sandals.

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

"Lets head home, the breeze is comin in."

The other two nodded before standing up as well and linking arms with her. Together they walked down the same blocks they have hundreds of times before through the small town in which they live in.

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

"Hailey Jorah Sanura! Your dogs are here!"

I rushed down the stairs with a large grin on my face. The perfect way to start a day, dogs and a car ride.

"Hi mom." I quickly smooch my mothers cheek before looking at the army in front of me. Or shall I say, my army.

Captain Aramis, Blue Alaskan Husky, Large and obedient, likes to play fetch, and goes by the nick name Wonderpup

Lieutenant Basianus, Black Great Dane, Large and Playfully, Obeys for McDonalds French Fires, and goes by the nick name Hotdog

General FiFi, White Toy Poodle (10 inches tall at most), Spunky and loving, Mouths out bigger things that attempt to annoy her, and goes by the nickname Fluffy

God do I love my dogs. I mean, they don't cheat on you, talk back at you, gossip about you and they don't ditch you. Yup, way better than a back stabbing asshole of a boyfriend. Then again, that could be my pessimistic side talking.

Each fuzzy had a doggy carry vest on containing water bowl, food bowl and a week's supply of wet food and water. And don't forget hat, shoes and sweater set. Dogs are extremely spoiled in today's world.

I of course am carrying emergency dog food, about 2 pounds of water, 5 baggies of McDonalds French Fries, a months supply of caned foods (corn, soup, ravioli, spaghetti, meatballs, mashed potatoes, beans, nuts, vegetables, and fruit), 15 dollars worth of different candies ranging from a price of 5 to 25 cents each, 5 jeans, 5 skirts (2 minis, 1 knee length, 1 ankle length, and 1 floor length), 10 shirts (5 long and 5 short sleeved), 3 sweaters (2 winter and 1 indoors), 3 caprice, 3 sandals (1 white, 1 black and 1 tan), 5 dresses (1 night fancy thing, 1 sundress, 1 winter dress, 1 regular dress, and 1 mini dress), 2 pairs of sneakers (climbing shoes and running shoes), 3 boots (1 winter, 1 casual ankle, and 1 heeled knees length), Toothpaste (bubblegum flavored), Toothbrush, and a plastic set of eating utensils containing 10 forks, plates and spoons.

Guess who packed my bags for me. If you guess Jared, Sam and my mother than you are correct. I have enough stuff to last me a month. Just because I'm small doesn't mean I'm defenseless.

SO off I went and entered the devil of a bus with 1 large backpack, 1 large duffel, and 3 dogs. And not to mention the coat I'm wearing, containing earmuffs, scarf, gloves, and mp3 player with multiple batteries. Also curtsey of my dear friends and mother.

It's not like I'm going on an adventure or anything.