Chapter One: Runaway
I woke up the next morning at five AM. I grabbed my suitcase and put my backpack on my shoulders. I grabbed my life's savings (352.99) and put it in my jeans pocket. I took my mothers 'tent in a can' and shoved it in the backpack too. I walked into the living room and groaned at the sight in front of me. Mom passed out on the sofa, a bottle of beer hanging from her hand and Drake passed out on the floor.
I walked out the door, not even bothering to say goodbye. I walked until I got to the train tracks. As usual there was a train waiting there. I opened the abandoned compartment and threw my suitcase in. Then I climbed in. I set my backpack down and pulled my cell phone out. I called my house and said I left for school and I would talk to mom later, which was a lie. I threw my cell phone into the woods, along with a shirt that had a lot of my blood on it. I cut my self while I was cutting carrots one day and never washed the blood out.
When the train jerked to a start I pulled out Evermore and started reading. I eventually fell into a deep sleep.
DREAM/FLASHBACK (two years earlier)
I was lying in bed, sleeping. Mom was in bed, Drake was out. I looked at my watch, 1:33 AM. I heard a key jiggling. Drake was home. He was like the father I never had. My brown and copper hair was down to butt and pulled up in a pony tail.
My door opened and a very drunk Drake staggered into the room. I smiled and said, "hi Drake!" His face was an expression I didn't recognize. He came and forced his lips onto mine. My heart started pounding in my chest and a sweat broke across me. I pushed him away and went to the bathroom.
After five minutes I went back to my room and he followed me. He didn't even have pants on.
"Shut up! Or I'll beat your face in!" he growled. I gulped. He started rubbing my leg. I was too shocked to move for a few seconds until finally I had enough. When he tried to kiss me again I shoved him off and screamed the one thing I knew would save my life!
"MOM!"
I woke up drenched with sweat. I opened my eyes and for a second I forgot where I was. Then when I remembered it was like a slap in the face. I looked around the compartment and groaned. I checked my watch. 12:51 pm. I've been gone for six hours already.
Are they looking for me? Does my mother even know I'm gone? Does she even care? I took a wet-nap from my bag and whipped my face. Just as I did the door flew open and a rather large man came in.
"Alright missy, I'm going to have to ask you to leave," he said quietly. I grabbed my things and ran off the train. I knew he could have had me arrested and I was very lucky he didn't. I walked into the train station and asked the tall blonde boy at the counter exactly where I was.
"Forks, Washington," he answered grinning. A/N I don't know if there is a train station in Forks or not. I groaned. That would explain the rain. I walked out of the station. I walked down a road, trying to figure out where I was going. I was about to go into a store when suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped and found myself looking into the eyes of a police officer.
"Excuse me, Miss, may I ask why you aren't in school?" he asked quickly. I smiled and said, "I'm new in town and don't know my way to the school". A smile came across his face. "I thought you were another ditcher. We've had three this month. Please, let me drive you," he said quietly.
I followed him towards his cruiser and got in the passenger seat. We drove for a good ten minutes before pulling up to Forks High School. "What's you're name?" he asked quietly.
"Um, Jamie Smith", I said making up a last name. He smiled and said, "Well, Jamie, I'll tell my daughter to keep an eye out for you".
I stepped into the school and registered. I made up an address from the top of my head. She didn't ask for ID, thankfully. I know they'd ask for ID but that would complicate things too much.
I stepped into the hall and looked around. The school wasn't very big, less intimidating. However that also means word spreads faster, so by 3:10, everybody will be aware of my arrival. I made my way down the hall and stepped into my first period class.
The day went by very quickly because I was only there for the afternoon. But everybody knew my name by the end of the day. One boy, Mike Newton, was already getting on my nerves.
"Jamie, can I drive you home?" he asked for the twelfth time. I groaned. I couldn't just tell him I didn't have a home for him to drive me to. "I told you for the twelfth time-and 'yes' I have been counting- I do not need a ride. I want to walk and get some exercise!" He shook his head and left the room.
As I left the classroom, I noticed one really pale, perfect boy staring at me, with his intense gold eyes. It was as if he was asking if I was alright. I gave him a small smile and walked out the door.
I walked up and long road, filled with brightly lit houses and warm stores. I went into a restaurant and ordered myself some fries and a burger. My stomach was screaming for food, seeing as I hadn't eaten since I left "home" this morning. I ate the food and paid at the counter. The boy at the desk was Tyler, Mike's best friend. He grinned at me and when he thought I wasn't looking, took three dollars off the price of my food.
Outside the restaurant was warm because it was only fall. I walked through a thick patch of woods until I found the perfect place to seek shelter. I was exactly five miles in the woods, nobody would be out here. I set my bag down. I followed the directions on the 'Tent in a Can' and smiled happily at the tent. It was a three person tent. It was without a doubt big enough for me and my belongings. With that I turned on my portable DVD player and cried myself to sleep.
