A/N: So here's the next chapter of Pretty Little Runaway. I hope everyone is enjoying it! In this chapter, Courtney tries to adjust to her new life while simultaneously trying to escape her old one. What will happen?
*WARNING: THIS IS A SEQUEL TO PRETTY LITTLE SECRET KEEPER. IT TAKES PLACE RIGHT WHERE THE FINAL CHAPTER LEFT OFF. YOU SHOULD PROBABLY READ THAT STORY FIRST BEFORE READING THIS ONE (TO AVOID BEING CONFUSED) OR YOU CAN PM ME AND I CAN GIVE YOU A SUMMARY.*
Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars or Kim Possible. PLL is property of its author and creator Sara Shepard, Alloy Entertainment, and HarperTeen (like I said before, if you read it in the books, it's not mine and belongs to Sara Shepard). KP is property of Disney. I am not doing this for money, only for fun and for practice. So please don't sue me.
Claimer: Lynn Hartland is my OC (appeared briefly in Pretty Little Secret Keeper). If you want to use her, please ask.
Chapter 2: Secrets and Lies
"His mouth is full of lies and threats; trouble and evil are under his tongue." –Psalm 10:7
Courtney followed Kim and Ron into the Possible house.
"Mom! We're home!" Kim called into the house.
"I'm in the kitchen, Kimmie!" her mother called back. Anne Possible was a world-renowned brain surgeon. She had short, red hair that matched Kim's in color, and blue eyes. Courtney followed her hosts into the kitchen. Mrs. Dr. Possible turned away from the stove where she was cooking dinner. When she saw Courtney, she paused for a moment.
"Kim, who's your friend?" she asked.
"Um, I'm Courtney Carlisle," Courtney replied. Mrs. Possible looked her up and down, her expression softening a bit.
"Well, look at you! You're a mess! Why don't you go upstairs and clean up? I'm sure Kim has some old clothes that might fit you," Mrs. Possible said. Kim led Courtney upstairs. When she returned to the kitchen, her mother pulled her aside.
"Where did you find her? She looks like she's been through a tornado!" her mother exclaimed.
"Ron and I were taking a walk and she saw her sleeping against a tree. We asked her why she was out there alone, but all she said was it was a 'long story,'" Kim explained. "But something's off about her, I just know it. She got a text or something and acted like it was some sort of terrorist threat or something."
"Well, I'm sure everything's fine. But keep an eye on her, just in case," Mrs. Possible replied.
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Upstairs, as Courtney was finishing cleaning up, she heard her phone chime from the guest room. Her heart pounded as she made her way toward her cell phone, lying on the bed. Her hands shook as she picked it up and pressed READ.
Ben Franklin once said "Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead." Jason already paid the price. Now it's your turn.
XOXO
A
A small eep escaped from her lips. Was Alison saying what she thought was saying?
"Is everything okay?"
Courtney turned around. Kim was standing in the doorway. Ron must have left while she was cleaning up.
"Yeah. Everything is totally fine," Courtney replied. Unless you count the fact that my twin sister and my former best friend are trying to kill me, she added to herself. She exited out of the text screen a threw the phone back onto the bed.
"Well… Okay," Kim replied, not buying the excuse one bit. "If you need anything, let us know. Dinner is in fifteen minutes."
"Okay, thanks," Courtney said. Kim walked out of the room.
Something's up. And I will get to the bottom of it, she thought.
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Back in Rosewood, PA
Alison DiLaurentis and Spencer Hastings sat on the throw rug in the middle of Alison's room. Her real room. The one that Courtney lived in when she stole her identity.
"She needs to be dealt with. Or she could come back and ruin the plan," Spencer was saying.
"But she could be halfway across the country by now. How will we find her?" Alison replied. Spencer thought for a moment. Then a light bulb went on in her head.
"Courtney still has her cell phone, right?" Spencer asked Alison.
"Yeah…"
"And cell phones can be tracked, right?" A look of realization flashed across Alison's face.
"Would you like to do the honors, Spence? I mean you are the school whiz," Alison said, a sinister smile spreading across her face. Spencer smiled and made her way to Alison's computer. She clicked on the internet and pulled up the DiLauretnis' phone service website. She typed a few numbers in, and a map popped up with a little red dot in the middle. Alison and Spencer smiled at each other.
They had found Courtney.
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Middleton, Colorado
After dinner, Courtney was introduced to the rest of the Possible family. Kim's father, Dr. James Timothy Possible, was a rocket scientist. He had brown hair and brown eyes. Her twin little brothers (which she called the Tweebs) looked like mini-versions of her father. At the sight of another set of twins, she felt herself stiffen. Just the mention of twins made her think of Alison, and thinking of Alison made her think of Spencer, and that made her think of why she was here. But she pushed that to the back of her mind. She was free of Alison and of her old life. There was no way they could find her here.
Little did she know, Alison and Spencer were on their way, plotting every second of her downfall.
A/N: Please review! Next chapter coming soon! If you have ideas or suggestions, either leave them in the review or PM me. I might be able to use them! Credit will be given where credit is due. Thanks!
-LP99
