Ace got on his motorcycle, looking at the deserted town behind him. "Goodbye." He said quietly to himself, starting the motorcycle, he drove off and rode until he reached a gas station and there he saw a mysterious girl.

She was wearing jeans and a skin tight black sweater, with pale skin and violet hair. She was standing on he corner of the store staring into the darkness beyond the lights of the gas station. Ace walked behind her casting a shadow. She spun around looking into his dark sunglasses. Ace was tall and slightly muscular and…pretty handsome. He was wearing a black leather jacket and dark ripped jeans and thick motorcycle boots.

"Are you okay?" he asked. She was hesitant. She crossed her arms, putting and invisible wall between them.

"I'm fine." She said. It was cold and monotone making sure that it pointed out that she wanted to be left alone. Ace was about to walk away when he decided against it,

"Are you sure you don't want something to eat, I have some food in my bag." Well she was hungry and didn't have money to buy something to eat so she agreed. He gave her an apple. She took a bite and looked up.

"So what are you running away from?" She asked

"Dunno to be truthful just running, I was getting bored with that rinky dink town. I guess I just want to…start out fresh. What about you? Where are you headed?

"I'm going to New York, everyone who runs away goes to New York. Its were the parties at and I'm going to go crash it."

"New York eh,"

"Yes the big apple."

"How are you going to get there?"

"Umm…. walk." Ace shoot her a doubting look.

"Well what are you going to do for cash." He looked at her again she looked almost depressed as if she didn't have a friend in the world.

"Wow I really didn't plan this out well."

"Well I've got eight-hundred dollars and four-thousand more in an account, and I guess I'm a runaway too, and you said all runaways go to New York… so lets go together. She agreed and both Ace and the mysterious girl got on the motorcycle and set off into the night.