A/N: Writers block sucks.
-Rina

Renee's POV

Where I feel the rush. Onstage. I love it up there. It makes me feel awesome!

"Its funny how I find myself in love with you..." My band started one of our favorite songs, 'Its my life' by Gwen Stefani. It was my last song of the night. "Its my life! Don't you forget. Its me life. It never ends."

I bowed to the cheering people on the floor, followed the rest of my band off stage and we all hugged each other, on some kind of high from the perfomance. We gathered up our stuff and headed out to our car. Well actually it was a Tahoe with a utility trailer hooked on back. "That was amazing tonight, Renee." Samantha, our guitarist, told me. Yes, my name is Renee. And I'm a runaway. Yup, you heard right, a runaway, the whole band is. Samantha, Chelsea (our bassist), and I are 14 while our drummer, Katelyn, is 16 therefore, in charge of driving....most of the time.

Sam and I met up while I was, after running away from home, on my was to Toronto. She had told me that she'd run away too and we just clicked. We then met Katelyn and she joined our little group. Chelsea didn't actually run away. She got kicked out of her home in front of our very eyes. Her parents were...homaphobic and so, you can probably guess why she got kicked out.

Anyway. We jumped into the trailer, which actually was used as our sleeping area. And storage. Sam and Chels put their instruaments in their holders in the corner and stored the amps in the cuboard that was nestled in the corner and Katelyn's drum set was carefully taken apart and stored in the upper area of the trailer (Piece of wood only strong enough to hold the drums).

We chattered excitedly as we made our way to a mall parking lot to sleep for the night. "Wow," Chelsea breathed, "we were amazing tonight. YOU were amazing tonight Renee." She shook me playfully.

I blushed. "Thank you. But I really couldn't have done it without you guys." I'm not used to being complemented.

That stared a 'Congrats' frenzy between all of us. We were laughing our butts off when we finally found a mall. We got out and went into the trailer and went to sleep.

Well, we tried anyway.... About an hour later, there were strange noises coming from outside, like whispering. I woke up first from a light slumber. I listened. Nothing. I shook Sam awake and she grumbled at me.

"There are weird sounds coming from outside. It's like someone's talking." Sam looked at me then and tilted her head a bit, listening intently. She had good hearing and could make out someone's voice from 10 feet away.

"It sounds like a guy." Sam paused. "No, two. I think one of them is saying they shouldn't be here."

I growled. "Damn right they shouldn't be." I stood up and went over to the cuboard. There was a knife in there that was actually used for cutting food but it was once almost used as a weapon when someone theatened Katelyn. We've used it as a means of protection ever since.

"You can't just stab someone!" Sam squeaked. She had gotten up and was looking scared. "I mean, yes. They shouldn't be here! But you'll get charged for murder!"

"I know my way around cops. I was trained by the best." I smirked and opened the door, stepping out in my bare-feet no I wouldn't make too much noise.

I snuck around the trailer and looked around. The parking lot was lit with alot of street lamps but I couldn't see anybody. I saw a few cars but only one was close enough for us to hear what anyone behind it was saying. I crept close to it and two boys bolted away. I didn't see their faces but I caught a glipse of long, dirty blonde hair. Oh crap.

I walked back to the trailer and jumped inside, putting the knife away and laying back down in my sleeping bag. Everyone was awake by now and stared at me.

"Who was it?" Sam asked.

I looked a the ceiling and breathed deeply. "I don't know." I lied. I knew exactly who it was. Joe, the guy I had a crush on when I had lived at home. Wait, What am I saying? HAD A CRUSH ON?! I am in love with him! I'm not joking. I am seriously in love. I cry when I think about how I will never kiss him or anything....I've got it bad!

I rolled over to face the wall and closed my eyes, only one question going through my mind.

What the hell was he doing here?