Hi this is my first Fan Fiction so please no flames, and be nice with the criticism and the comments. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

"HELP!" I yelled again. I looked around franticly but only seeing darkness. Oh come on. This can't be happening. I've been running most of my life from these people. They finally caught up with me. I felt like crap so I curled up in the corner of the van I was being held in. "Chris Strong. We're ready for you to come in now. Get up… GET UP!" someone yelled at me as the van was flooded with light.

I bolted upright with tears running down my face. I got up, wiping my tears away. I went to check on everyone. When I made sure everyone was ok, I went to talk to Max.

Again we were sleeping in an old hotel (don't worry, it wasn't in business anymore). We were in one of the more run down areas in Philadelphia.

"Finally" I said quietly. Max always wants to be in his own room on the opposite side from everyone else. I knocked on his door lightly, I kinda knew he would be awake but I secretly didn't want him to be. Of course he opened the door and I was face to face with the dark eyed, dark haired and clothed 16 year old boy I wanted to spend all my time with (and for your information, we're just friends!). "Wanna come in?" he asked.

"Yea" I said as I stepped in. I sat down on the bed as he lowered himself into a chair nearby.

"Was it the same dream?" he asked me as soon as I looked at him.

"Yea, it was. But this time the guy opened the door to the van" I said. You see, I've been having the same dream every week since I left home when I was 10. I'm 15 now and I'm still on the run from the police, the FBI and the detectives my parents are sending to find me and bring me back. I don't want to go back. I found my own family.

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"Chris…? Chris…" I heard someone whisper. "Get up Chris… Chris Strong, you need to get up now. We're all waiting for you!" I shot up right. I saw Max smiling at me. "Finally" he said. "We need to go. The FBI is close. Come on. Get dressed." I must have fallen asleep after I talked to Max because I was still in his room on his bed. He handed me jeans and a top. I was surprised that they were mine. He must have gotten them fast. How did he know where my room was? I picked a room after everyone was asleep. "You told me what room you were in last night" he said suddenly.

"No I didn't. I was telling you about my dream. And how did you know I was wondering about that?" I asked.

"Um… You just asked me" he replied.

"No, I was thinking it. Are you ok? I mean you know what I'm thinking. That's not normal. What's going on? Can you read minds or something? Wait, try me" I said, half whispering.

"Hey… I'm not weird and I don't know how I know the FBI are close, I just do" Max said (well he kind of yelled it). Ok so I was thinking that he was weird, but so are all of us. To sum up this moment: My best friend could read minds… Cool.

We ran to meet the others after Max and I decided to keep the whole mind reading thing quiet for now. We grabbed our packs (which were now filled with enough food for at least two weeks, if we spaced it out) and headed for the back entrance, as the FBI (yes they were there, just like Max said) pulled into the hotel parking lot. We ran (fast) toward the trees at the end of the road behind the hotel and off we were. 'Till next time, FBI agents, till next time' I thought. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Max smile slightly at my thought.

I hope you enjoyed. Please review and I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can!