APOV
I don't know how far I'd driven already, but I hoped it was far enough away so that I wouldn't get caught. Then a thought struck me. They could have a GPS locator on the van right now. I knew right then, I had to ditch the van. I saw a forest looking road and quickly turned up the road. I followed the road for a bit and come to the discovery of an old run down house. A thought struck me and gave me the idea to ditch the van here and have them search the premises while I was on the run away from the house. So that's exactly what I did. I thought I should break the key as well, so I put the key in the door lock and broke it. The sounds of sirens were coming from every direction, except from in the forest. That was it; I had to run right now.
I'd luckily managed to escape just as the first cop car pulled up next to the van. He started shouting at the newly emerging cars and vans and they all followed. "oh crap," I thought as I realized I'd stopped running to what this cop yell orders. I turned and ran off at full speed, not daring to look back as I heard the boards on the house being ripped off and chucked onto the ground. The noise was excruciating. I stopped mid-run as I had one of those weird dreams again. "Not now!" I thought as it happened. I saw myself running into those two boys I'd seen in an earlier dream. I zoned back into the present and heard the sound of feet crunching the leaves on the ground. My feet hit the ground at full speed and I found myself at the other of the forest in no-time. And then I saw the boys. I bolted straight for them and ran straight into them as my dream had predicted. The sound of the police could be heard about to emerge from the trees and the next thought I had was to run into the building that I was standing outside as the boys straightened themselves out. The thought of the boys telling the cops where I was came to mind. I turned to them and gave them a look of pleading as they saw the first cop emerge and they looked like the understood what I meant. The cuter one with blond hair gave me a nod of what I hoped was understanding as I ran into the building and found the first hiding place in sight.
Claustrophobia never was a nice thing for me. I cowered in the unfortunately small hidden cupboard I found and hoped the cops wouldn't find me. I heard a lot of feet on the ground outside the building and I heard the boys speak to one of the officers. "No sir, we haven't seen a small girl with long black hair," I heard one say. Thank goodness ONE of them understood what I'd said in my look. Unfortunately the other hadn't been so kind enough to realize my pleading. "What are you talking about Jasper? She ran into our house!" That cracked it for me and the sound of feet running into the house was scaring me even more. I zoned out to see the cute boy just glaring out of the other boy. Oddly enough, the other boy happened to be looking at the direction where I was hiding. He looked like he was about to tell them where I was hiding. "Please don't tell! Please! My life depends on it!" I pleaded silently to him. In my mind, he looked taken aback at what I'd just said in my mind. That's when the feet stopped moving. "CHECK IN HERE BOYS" I heard someone say from just outside the door to the closet I was cowering in. I held my breath and closed my eyes thinking that I was at the end of my life now. "Wait! I just remembered. That girl ran past us down the street! Our sister passed us and ran into our house. Sorry. My bad," the less cute one said. I was counting my blessings, hoping the cops believed him. To my luck, they did. They began searching down the street and the head cop scowled at the boy.
After the cops had run off down the street, the two boys came in and shut the front door. They walked slowly to where I was hiding. I was still cowering in the corner when they opened the door to the cupboard and pulled me out. The bronze haired one was the first to break the silence. "I'm Edward and this is my brother Jasper. How did you do that thing in there? You were thinking of us on the footstep. What was that?" The one called Edward questioned me. I thought for a moment. I wasn't entirely sure about how I'd done it at all. "Honestly, I don't know how I do that. It's sort of one of the reasons the police are after me," I started out and ended up explaining to the boys what had happened. I'd just finished telling my story as the cop that'd been giving orders to the others walked in. "well well well. Who would've thought that the misfit Cullen boys would be the ones hiding the girl we need. She's a crazy person, boys, not the usual type of girl you usually hang out with. Thanks for your duty towards justice today rather than your fighting against it. Bartholomew, Derrick, come take Miss Alice to our van and back to Mr Perryweather. Shes due for her haircut and her stay at our lovely asylum." The two men walked over to me and grabbed me. This was the problem with being short. "Get off me you fat ugly men!" I yelled as I kicked and squirmed in their grasp. Not that this worked. They managed to get me out to the van and managed to get me back to one grumpy psychiatrist.
I slumped down into the hairdressers uncomfortable chair as the big fat ugly 60 yr old man came over with that evil gleam in his eye as he picked up the rusty scissors. He walked closer and closer. I closed my eyes and dared not to peek as this man sat on the chair behind me and grabbed the long locks of my hair and began cutting away my most favourite body feature.