Another new story. I really felt like writing something new because I have writer's block with my other stories and I had the urge to write so here it is.. Another new story. Let me know what you think. :)


Thunder crached, lightning struck, and rain poured as sixteen year old Destiny slept in her queen size bed upstairs.

"Destiny! Wake up!" Her mom tried not to scream. Destiny rolled over, opening her eyes.

"What?" She mumbled, still half asleep.

"Someone is trying to break in. We've got to get out of here." Her mom tried to stay calm, but panic was in her voice. Destiny rolled out of bed and ran into her walk in closet to find a pair of shoes and a coat. She didn't even bother to change out of her pajama's, there was no time. She slipped on her converse and grabbed a pullover hoodie and ran back into her room where her mom was still standing. If they had a phone, they wouldn't have to worry, but they didn't. They ran downstairs, only briefly looking around the corner towards the front door. They had french doors in the front, two men stood outside with a hammer, trying to break the glass, which was luckily very strong. Destiny noticed it starting to crack and panicked.

"Mom, we have to hurry. The glass is starting to break." They ran down the hall to the door that led to the garage and got into the car. As soon as the garage door was opened enough they backed out quickly, rushing past the front doors where the two men stood, dumbfounded. They drove to the police station where Destiny's mom explained what was happening back at her house. She was afraid to go home, and no cops blamed her.

The worst part was that they had just moved there. At the age of sixteen Destiny had left England where she had lived her whole life and moved to California. Her dad was offered a new job there and jumped at the opportunity, it didn't matter that she was leaving the friends that she had since she was in pre-school and had never even been in America.

"What are we gonna do, mom?" Destiny asked.

"We are going to follow the police to our house and they are going to make sure it's safe to go in and stay on watch tonight to make sure those men don't come back." Her mom explained.

"Alright." Destiny replied. They got into the car and did as planned. The two men were no where to be found in or around the house and the glass was luckily unbroken. However, it was majorly cracked, they'd have to get new glass put in. They went up to their rooms, feeling safe with police men surrounding the house in hidden cars and sitting inside watching all entrances.

The next day when Destiny woke up, it was early after noon. Men were already putting in new glass.

"I called your dad. He's coming home from his business trip early." Destiny's mom explained once she entered the kitchen to find some food. She nodded, showing that she heard her and settled for some poptarts. "How'd you sleep last night?"

"Alright, knowing the cops were down here, but I was still a little freaked out." Destiny explained.

"Yeah. I know how that felt." Her mom yawned. Destiny put her poptarts on a plate, poured a glass or orange juice, and sat at the breakfast nook. Even though she had just woken up, she was still very pretty. She had strait blonde hair that hung down just below her chest, gorgeous blue and green eyes, a cute face with a few small freckles, and she was average height and built. She chose to wear eyeliner every day even though she clearly didn't need it, but she thought she did. After she finished eating she went up to her room to get dressed. The next day would be a Monday and she was supposed to be starting school. The only good part was that they were less than a month into the year, so it wouldn't be too hard to catch up. The bad part was that she was going to be a junior and she had absolutely no friends.

The day passed slowly, just as she had hoped. She didn't want to start school, she didn't even want to live here. More than anything, she just wanted to go back to England and be with her friends.

"I'm going for a run." Destiny said once she was back down stairs. Her blonde hair was tied up in a pony tail, leaving her bangs hand out just over her eyes. She didn't like bangs strait across like some people, she let them form around her face, so they glot longer as they got closer to the side. She had on black velvert sweat pants and a matching zip up hoodie along with white and black etnie skate shoes.

"Alright. Be careful." Her mom said and she left. They lived in a type of park, but not with motorhomes. There was beautiful houses everywhere and a huge rec room in the center with a pool, a hot tub, and a lot more. You could sign up for different classes there like yoga and others. Destiny wasn't familar with any place outside of the park yet, so she ran around it, turning down different street corners, running past different houses, stopping every so often to catch her breath, and then running more. About an hour had passed before she finlly walked home. Her house was one of the bigger ones. It had a black iron gate closing in the house and drive way and she wondered how the men had gotten in. Maybe it wasn't closed all the way or locked. Her yard was big and luscious green. There was a stone path leading through a garden of bushes, pretty flowers, and little tree's, going into the back yard. The bigger houses had a swimming pool in the back yard. They had also bought a hot tub for the big back deck. She went up to the front door and went inside.

"Did you have a nice run?" Her mom asked. She nodded, grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge. She spent the rest of the day in her room listening to music and doing who know's what else. She had french doors in her room that led to a balcony that she loved to go out on, especially to paint or draw.

Sure enough, that was what she decided to do. It was cloudy out, but there was no rain, so she went out on her balcony to draw and paint. She painted the sky in the mix of blue's and grey's. When she was finished she hung it up to dry and went down stairs to eat dinner. Her dad was supposed to be home some time that night. All through dinner she could barely touch her food, there was a pain in her stomach, probably from not wanting to go to school the next day. But she knew she had to start some time.