1. Introduction 2. Love 3. Light 4. Dark 5. Seeking Solace 6. Break Away 7. Heaven 8. Innocence 9. Drive 10. Breathe Again 11. Memory 12. Insanity 13. Misfortune 14. Smile 15. Silence 16. Questioning 17. Blood 18. Rainbow 19. Gray 20. Fortitude 21. Vacation 22. Mother Nature 23. Cat 24. No Time 25. Trouble Lurking 26. Tears 27. Foreign 28. Sorrow 29. Happiness 30. Under the Rain 31. Flowers 32. Night 33. Expectations 34. Stars 35. Hold My Hand 36. Precious Treasure 37. Eyes 38. Abandoned 39. Dreams 40. Rated 41. Teamwork 42. Standing Still 43. Dying 44. Two Roads 45. Illusion 46. Family 47. Creation 48. Childhood 49. Stripes 50. Breaking the Rules 51. Sport 52. Deep in Thought 53. Keeping a Secret 54. Tower 55. Waiting 56. Danger Ahead 57. Sacrifice 58. Kick in the Head 59. No Way Out 60. Rejection 61. Fairy Tale 62. Magic 63. Do Not Disturb 64. Multitasking 65. Horror 66. Traps 67. Playing the Melody 68. Hero 69. Annoyance 70. 67% 71. Obsession 72. Mischief Managed 73. I Can't 74. Are You Challenging Me 75. Mirror 76. Broken Pieces 77. Test 78. Drink 79. Starvation 80. Words 81. Pen and Paper 82. Can You Hear Me? 83. Heal 84. Out Cold 85. Spiral 86. Seeing Red 87. Food 88. Pain 89. Through the Fire 91. Drowning 92. All That I Have 93. Give Up 94. Last Hope 95. Advertisement 96. In the Storm 97. Safety First 98. Puzzle 99. Solitude100. Relaxation

The Themes.
Bold= completed
Italics= Current

Note: I had no idea where they lived, so I decided on Florida. It would pass by Virginia, Chespeake bay and all that stuff... yeah. And I changed it to Two Roads instead of Eyes... made more sense.

Two Roads

Left or right? he asked himself, annoyed that he hadn't taken a map. He knew the left fork travelled south, down towards, what, Haiti? Cuba? He was not going to ride a boat anytime soon. The right fork headed north, up toward cold weather, but more towns and stuff. God, he didn't even have a real coat. It was Novemeber, not cold here but up north it woud be, right? He had never been out of Sunnydale, Florida, the stupidest town in the universe. So what would he know? He squinted up the right fork. Nothing there but some trees and, in the distance, a beach. He looked down the south fork, trying to see in the twilight air. Same as the last, but farther down something moved. He stood there monetarily stupefied and then leapt out of the way. For a while the only thing he could hear was his own breathing, but as the minutes passed he heard footsteps on the pavement. As the feet came into veiw he noticed the person had small feet, combat boots and were probably female, as he could see the edge of a skirt as well. They kept going until they were about halfway past him. Oh please, keep going. I don't want anyone to be able to tell they saw me... he prayed. Some people find reverse psycology works wonders, and at that moment Luke was about to wonder if that was true. The feet stopped and turned to face him. He couldn't see the face but in a few seconds he heard a voice.

"Why are you hiding behind a bush? If you're one of them, I can kill you." it was a girl's voice, high and clear but he heard a little tremble in it, as if there was fear hidden in it. Busted, he thought and stood up. He blinked sereval times so he could see the face in the growing darkness. The girl was about 11 or 12, medium height, long black hair, (1) and had her hands on her hips. She was wearing an overlarge brown coat that might have been stylish on a grown woman, a long black shirt that seem to be made of gauze allowing one to see the black jeans underneath. One eyebrow was raised high above her heavily made up electric blue eyes.

"Thalia?" he asked stunned. The girl squinted at him and drew back a bit.

"Castellan?" she asked, a frown gracing her features, "Again- what are you doing behind a bush?" He looked down at his worn sneakers.

"Uh, hiding from you actually. I was worried you were, you know, a mass murderer or something..." he said, suddenly sheepish. To his relief, all she did was laugh and didn't add a biting remark. He had only known her a little while 2 or 3 months ago and they hadn't spoken since, but it seemed something she would do.

"Well, I'm not, so come out of the bush and tell me where you're going." she said beckoning. He picked up the backpack he had dropped and slung it over his shoulder. He sidestepped the bush and went to stand next to her. They walked a little way before their footsteps fell into unison. He thought for a minute, wondering how to answer. Finally, he decided on the truth.

"I'm running away." he admitted. She pulled back, and looked at him, examining him for truth. He met her eyes and she decided he was earnest.

"Join the club." she said, looking down at their feet.

"You're running away?" he asked, confused. She had been born with money, her mother didn't work at a grocery store, or was stuck with a husband that beat her or her kid up. He had always counted her lucky.

"Of course. I can't live with people I hate can I?" she said, giving him a look and shaking her head, "I want to go to New York City."

"New York? Isn't that a bit far?" he asked, a look of doubt on his features. She shrugged.

"It's closer then Tokyo." she said smiling. He noticed, detached, that her lipstick was bright red, "And I have the money." She took out a pink faux leather wallet and opened it. Inside were sereval 100 dollar bills and credit cards. He raised his eyebrows at her and her grin widened.

"My mother has to be good for something. And I figure she owes me." she said. She looked at him, daring him to object. When he didn't she spoke again, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know..." he said, frowning. She cut him off and said without thinking.

"Come with me." then she blushed, "You know, if you want to..."

"Sure." he said grinning at her, "Let's go right."

Whew, done. OK, I know it said Eyes, but I changed it. Next will be Love, because I had an idea for it. Yeps. :)