I walk into my room and throw down my book bag. "I'm home!" I yell, no one anwsers. I didnt expect them too, cause no one was home. I throw off my sweatshirt and open my window. I climb through the small space and drag myself up into a sitting position outside. Then pull me legs up and out too. Now i'm on my balcony, looking out the great city of chicago. "Wow," i breath, it's always awesome, even during the day.

Then something taps my shoulder, but i don't look up. Wait, for the signal, I remind myself. Double tap. Triple tap. He's here! I look up at Conner's face. His eyes are mischievous, I'm happy the summer camp hasn't killed his love for stealing. "How was camp?"I ask grinning up at him. Conner is the only boy i know who can make me smile or giggle.

"It was awesome! I stole this kids swor- I mean pen, and he made the whole camp look for it. It was hilarious!" He says, his eyes going from mischievous to far away. A place where i want in. He looks back at me, his eyes refocusing. "You should come with me when i go back. You'll fit in there."

My smile vanishes, "You know i don't fit in anywhere." I say sheepishly. I stare down throw the holes of my balcony, the only balcony. Strong arms haul me up into Conners room. 'Hey!" I yell as Conner pulls me shuts the window and locks it after he pulls me in, to make sure i don't escape.

He spins around to look at me. Then he starts shaking me and then push me away, far away. I never seen him so angry before. He is always smiling and laughing, never angry. "Don't ever say that again. You hear!" he pretty much hisses at me. I stare at him in horror. So many emotions fill me at once. His face falls, then he looks in horror too. But this time directed at himself. "I'm so sorry!I...I didn't...I didn't mean to..." It was to late i had gotten up and headed for the door.

I ran so fast ,it was a miracle i didn't trip. I just kept running tho. Soon i reached my door and yanked it open. I sprinted in and grabbed my back pack. I throw all of my school stuff on the floor and grabbed a extra pair of clothes and all my extra food and water. Then i grabbed my Mormor's secret notebook.

*Flash back*

"Savanah? Where are you." my Mormor shouts from down stairs.

"Up here, Mormor!" i say from the attic," Don't come up, I'll go down." I raced down the stairs and into my grandmas arms.

"I got you a surprise!" She says excitingly. "What?What?" I squeal happily. She uncovers a old fashion notebook, with a built in book mark. I grab it selfishly and hold it to my chest. "Your diary?" i ask. "Yes! I wanted you to have it." She beams at me. I reach up and kiss her cheek. "Thank you." I whisper. She smiles then says, "No, thank you for this wonderful life you gave me. I will always love you. Remember that." she smiles then i see her life slowly slip away from her eyes. "Mormor!" I scream.

*back to story*

I haven't realized i was crying until the knock on my window, that pulled me out of my flash back. It was Conner. A relived look in his eyes. I give him my famous evil glare. Reserved for the pops only. His relived look is gone replaced by hurt. I turn away and zip up my back pack. Then i'm gone again.

When i burst into the city streets ,i'm hit by a cold wind. I ignore it and turn left. To go deeper into the grand city of Chicago. I easily get lost in the crowd. Almost to easily. Then i realize something. I don't know where i will go or how to survive the streets by myself. So i reluctantly turn back and find my way home.

When i walk in no one is home, still. So I walk into my room and empty my back pack again. When i go into the kitchen my mom and stepdad are sitting at the kitchen table. "Hey." I say to my mom and grab a health bar. "We need to talk" she says. "Why?" I ask warily, what did I do this time.

"Savanah, you know how much i love children, right? Well any way guess what... I'm pregnant again!" she says it so cheerfully I almost want to barf.

"Your pregnant, again! Mom I thought we agreed, no more kids! You are the worst! I feel bad for that child! I can't believe you would lie to your first daughter!" I scream at her.

She looks stunned. "Savanah... I didn't know you didn't like me getting pregnant so much. I thought I was protecting you. I didn't know this effected you so much. Maybe I should call..."

"Call who. The orphanage!" I storm out of the room. Tears fill my eyes. I slam the door and lock it. Then close my shade. I throw myself onto my bed and cry. Tear after tear. This has been the most I have cried since her death.

There was a knock on my door ten mins later. "Go away!" I yell at the door. I just wanted to be alone. "Honey, can I come in please." My mom says through the door.

"Why?" I ask whipping tears off my cheeks.

"Please honey. I have coco." she says it soothingly ,like she really wants to talk. I go and unlock the door. She walks in and closes the door behind her.

"I know you don't want to talk so let me talk." She pauses and waits for me to nod or do something. But I stay still, so she continues. "I wasn't going to give you to the orphanage. I was going to call a camp. You know, the one that boyfriend goes too. Anyway I hope you aren't still mad at me because I want you to know that I love you. First and only daughter." She gives me a model smile.

"Conner is NOT my boyfriend! And I can't stay mad at you, I guess. So...is it a boy or girl?" I could never stay mad at my mom, its impossible. But I still hate my stepdad and his son. And some people ask why ,but they never believe me when I say why.

AN: Hey y'all! Thanks for reading this, pls review, fav , or follow(Or all). And i'm tell you some savanah back round: Savanah's step brother would beat her to the point that she was token to the hospital. Her mother would never be home because she is a model and always gets pregnant. Savanah has 8 half brothers and maybe another half brother. Savanah has been forever sad since she was 8(when her mormor died) and she can't stand having so many brothers. She has 3 friends, two are the Stoll brothers. And thats basically it.