I woke up to Carter, Hunter, Jace, Rose and Brittany running around being their selves. "Quiet!" Bryce yelled. When I came out of the tent Bryce looked at me and said, "We are staying here a while." I was excited because that means I didn't have to walk at mid-night anymore. Bryce pointed to Hunter, "He wants to talk to you." I walked over to Hunter. "What's up?" I asked as I reached him. "Come here," he whispered to me, leading me deeper into the woods. My heart picked up pace as I followed him. "There is a village about fifteen minutes south of here, wanna go? It would impress the others and…well you know my reason." I sighed and nodded. Oh, well, I'll make him happy. "Wait here," he said as he left. When he came back he had a bag for food and other supplies. "Did you tell Bryce we were leaving?" I asked Hunter. "Yes." I started following. Fifteen minutes later we were at a village, just like he had said. We tried opening the door to a large house closest to us. It was unlocked. "Whoa, we are lucky!" Hunter said as we walked in. then he told me to explore. I found a bathroom and it had a brush and a curling iron plugged in. I ran down stairs to Hunter who was staring in the fridge. Horror reflected off his face. "I think this house is occupied!" we said in unison in fear. A minute later we heard a car door slam. I starred at Hunter, scarred. He was a little calmer though, and grabbed my hand. He ran me out the front door because the owners were in the garage. When we snuck out the front we quickly ducked behind a bush. Since he was pulling me I accidentally hit the bush and a twig snapped, making a loud cracking noise. We saw a little boy, maybe four, run around the corner. He reminded me of Jason back at the orphanage. "Mommy, mommy I think there is something in this bush!" he said running back around the corner. This time I grabbed hunters hand and quickly lead him to the other side of the house. Then we heard the mom say, "There is nothing in that bush." Then she left. I sighed with relief when I heard them go into the house. Hunter stood up and I let him help me up. "Do you want to try another house?" "Hunter that was enough trouble for one day. Let's just go back home," I said stopping. I was really surprised I said 'home' instead of 'camp'. He nodded and started walking with me trailing behind. When we got back to the safety of the trees we were walking at a fairly quick speed. Two minutes later I tripped over a big root. "Ouch!" "Reagan, are you okay?" "Yeah," I replied, but I wasn't. I started limping and Hunter turned around and saw. "Reagan…" he sighed, came over to me and picked me up. "Really, I'm fine," I whispered trying to hide my pain. "No, you're not. You were just limping and if you walk on it, it will only make it worse." I gave up trying. I just lay my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. The people at camp are going to make fun of us for ages! I felt his breath on my forehead and guessed he was looking at me. Ten minutes later we arrived at camp. Hunter almost set me down next to giggling Carter, but changed his mind and put me down next to the chuckling Bryce. "What happened?" he asked. "Hurt her ankle," Hunter told him. I hobbled over to the food bag, picked up a granola bar and limped over to our tent that both Taylor and Bree were in. "How was your date?" Taylor asked sarcastically. "It wasn't a date!" I calmly said, trying not to blush. "I saw you in his arms," she continued, giggling. "I hurt my ankle," I tried to defend myself and end the conversation. Then I lie down and fell sleep.

I woke and looked at my watch. It was mid-night. I had fallen asleep so early my body thought I had enough sleep. I climbed out of the tent and sat by the almost dead fire. Carter peeked out of his tent with a gun, I didn't know he had, but quickly set it down when he saw it was me. "You scarred me, I thought you were an intruder," he whispered and sat down next to me. "Want to roast a marsh mellow? I found some at the last house." I smiled at him and nodded.

At eight I awoke on Carter's shoulder. I guess I had fallen asleep last night. I looked up and Hunter was glaring at Carter. I rolled my eyes and joined the conversation. At nine Bryce was the last one to come out of a tent. "Taylor, Bree and Jace want to go find a village with me?" Bryce asked. Those three got up and finished their breakfast while getting ready. I looked at Hunter and started getting up. "Reagan, sit down, I'll tell him," Hunter said getting up. "Reagan, do you have my compass I gave you a while ago?" Bryce shouted to me as Hunter reached him. I threw the compass to him as Hunter was finishing our story. Then they left. Rose and Brittany went back to their tent. After five minutes of silence Hunter and Carter started walking toward me. I don't want to talk to them so I quickly got up and limped over to Brittany's tent. "Knock, Knock," I said from outside their tent. "Come in said Rose kindly. I climbed in and zipped the boys out. "Hey," I said quietly. "Hey, how's your boyfriend?" Brittany asked. "He isn't my boyfriend!" "Yet," Brittany stated. "I can't believe you like my brother!" Rose said. I couldn't say I didn't so I kept quiet. I was surprised that Hunter was Rose's brother and Carter wasn't because they (Carter and Rose) both had fire-red hair. Soon we started talking about other things.

When the village hunting group came back we were eating around the fire. Bryce came over to us, "I was wrong, the police are on the right track. In fact they are looking for you three in this city now. We need to move now!" this is the first time I had seen Bryce scarred, or rather stressed. After the rest of them ate we started packing. When all the tents were packed up we left.

An hour later we stopped. "Reagan, you are slowing us down. I know your ankle hurts, but can you go a little faster?" Bryce asked me, still worried about the police. "I'll try," I mumbled enduring the pain from my ankle and walking a little faster. After all the police didn't want us to make sure we were safe anymore, we were thieves. Soon carter took the food bag and Hunter started carrying me. Then we started walking at a faster pace.

It was ten when we stopped. It was dark and scary with giant trees hanging over us. Every noise we heard turned all of our heads, hoping it wasn't the police. We couldn't light a fire because of the smoke and we went to bed with some crackers and water.

I woke up to Taylor shaking me, at one, and when I woke I could hear voices outside. Taylor and I looked outside the tent. There was an older teenager standing outside. Bryce was pointing a gun at him and he was pointing a gun at Bryce. Taylor and I snuck around the tents waking everyone, without being seen by the teen. We woke the boys first, then the girls. "Aw, you have a little posse of children," the teen said, mocking us. Bryce kept quiet. "I don't know who the rest of you are, but I know there is a reward for those three," he said motioning over to Bree, Taylor and I, "Give 'em to me and I'll be on my way." "Never!" Hunter yelled over to him. "Shut up!" Bryce said. I was scared, what was Bryce going to do? Would he give us up? "It's ten against one. Back down!" "No it is more like one gun against one gun. I bet the rest of you are thieves too," the boy said. "And who are you?" Bryce asked. "I'm Tom." "How old are you?" Bryce continued asking, to stall so he would have time to think. "Eighteen, why?" Bryce shrugged. "I had a brother named Tom," Jace said than started counting on his fingers, "and he was your age." "What is your name?" Tom asked Jace. "Jace." Tom dropped his gun and starred at Jace. "Jace?" Jace ran over and hugged Tom. "Do you want to live with me? I have my own place and I won't tell anyone one about your friends." "Yes!" Jace replied. "Okay," Tom said. It was dark, but I think they both started tearing up. "You guys got luck!" Tom yelled at us, pointing his gun at all of us one last time. Then they both left us, still frightened, tired, and confused. Did Jace just leave us that fast? Soon we climbed back into our tents and fell asleep. I've had enough trouble to last me a month! Just as Tom had said, we were lucky. Would our luck run out? I guess we have to wait and see.