Next chapter. I don't own SWAC.
P.S., please do not question or comment on the train information. Being a person who's never been on one (or never even been to a train station, for that matter. I mean come on, where am I gonna go?), I'm trying my best.
Chad.
June 22, 2010.
I clutched the handle of my suitcase, prepared for my, let's call it, adventure. It sure would be an adventure. I was lucky I had gotten a job a few months back and had some money saved up.
I thought about all I was giving up. My mom and dad...well, they didn't really pay attention to me. I had bet that after I left they wouldn't notice me missing. Lizzie...do I even have to comment? The only person I'd miss at all really would be Skylar. The only person who would miss me back.
Stepping out of my room, I listened closely to see if anyone was awake. It seemed the house was completely quiet - but you never knew with Lizzie. She could have been hiding in my suitcase for all I knew. (side note: I checked just in case.) I walked down the stairs slowly and quietly. I didn't want to risk the chance of waking anyone up. Once again, slowly and quietly, I opened the door and stepped outside, ready to face the world.
Well, sort of ready.
It being Summer, the warm air hit me. It felt warm and inviting, but I couldn't help but think that something..unexpected was going to happen on my 'adventure'. Good or bad, I didn't know. But I just had that feeling.
Ignoring 'that feeling', I walked out into the night.
I set my suitcase on the ground and opened it, pulling the map of New York I brought out. I traced the route from my house to the train tracks. Lucky me, they weren't that far. Keeping the map out, I closed my suitcase again and set off towards a new beginning.
A wave of a mixture of excitement and anxiety hit me, along with that warm air I mentioned before. I felt excited for one, I would finally be free. I would be safe from my parents, Lizzie, Marissa, all of them. (The thought of that brought along a twinge of happiness.) But I couldn't help but also feel nervous. I would be on my own for the first time in my life.
Who wouldn't be nervous at the thought of that?
It was a while before I finally made my way to the train tracks.
I had come to the one part of the state that wasn't so...busy. What surrounded me was dirt, gravel, and of course the train tracks. Honestly, I didn't know there was a part of New York like this that existed (considering I was used to cars and lights.) I thought about going to the train station, and buying a ticket for a different train, but after recounting my money I pushed that thought out of my head.
So I waited.
It wasn't long before I heard the train in the distance. Looking down the tracks, I saw the outline of the train. I quickly stepped back a bit. I was grateful that the train was moving a bit slower then usual. (I took it as a sign that I was supposed to be on this train. Ever heard of destiny?)
Soon the train was in front of me. I watched the cars go by, one by one. (I said it was going slower.) And then, another sign I found, one of the cars was open. The second it was in front of me, without thinking, I launched myself into the car.
A little lesson, my friends.
Don't leap onto a train. It can be painful.
After hitting my face (and the rest of my body) on the wood, I managed to sit up. I looked around. There were boxes everywhere...
And that was about it.
I sat in one of the corners of the train car, hiding myself. There were a few boxes surrounding me, also helping me hide. The (surprisingly) steady rumbling of the train was beginning to lull me to sleep. I was normally asleep right now, anyway. All was silent, and I was alone. It felt...peaceful. I was finally not getting yelled at by my parents, Lizzie, or Marissa.
I was alone, that is, until I heard something - or someone - else leap into the car.
I'm still sorry these chapters are short. I'm trying.
As long as I update, right? :)
-Abbie
