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I'm so sorry that I couldn't post any chapters this week. My internet failed me, so I couldn't post anything, or check my reviews.

I hope you enjoy this chapter, and that my story is not going stale.

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Chapter 20: Hold your head up high when you disobey

I couldn't bring myself to call, except to call it quits,

Best friends, ex-friends to the end,

Better off as lovers and not the other way around,

Racing through the city, windows down in the back

Of yellow chequered cars.

(Fall Out Boy-Bang the doldrums)

The next day in school, I was determined to tell Jared of my rebellious plan, so that morning, as soon as I saw him, I ran over to him.

"Jared!" I squealed, throwing my arms around him. "Don't worry, we'll never be parted. I'll even sneak around with you, so at school we are perfectly normal, and sometimes you can sneak into my room. We'll be fine, we don't have to worry about my parents, they don't know about us. I love you, Jared. Please, we can make this work." I pleaded, getting more and more worked up with every word I spoke.

"Kim! Kim, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. I love you too. What else did you expect us to do, apart from ignore your parents? I promise nothing between us has to change, just...calm down. I'm not going anywhere. I'll sneak into your room, and everything. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere, calm down" he repeated, soothing my frenzied self. "I won't leave you alone," he assured me. "If you leave me, I'll try my best to stay away, but you're my soul mate. We're meant to be together. Not even our parents can pull us apart" he said, in a soft tone.

"Yes, yes. You're right. We're meant to be together. I don't even know why I got so worked up. It's just...I was always my parent's little girl, and I disobeyed them before. I'm just...really anxious." I said, calmer than I was a second ago, and reassured by Jared's soft speaking and honey-smooth voice.

His arms gripped me tightly. "There's no reason to be anxious, Kimmy flower. It won't matter that much" he proclaimed.

Kimmy flower? I didn't mind the nickname, in fact it sounded quite cute when Jared said it, but it sounded odd in everyday situation.

"Oh, you haven't met my parents," I said, then went on to explain. "You see, my parents...well, they expect nothing but the best from me. I could be disinherited. They wanted a perfect child, and they raised me to be a perfect child. Good grades, studious, hard-worker, self-reliant, truthful, and obedient. Now they are going to hate me, and they will throw me out" I said urgently.

"Kim, don't worry. You're exaggerating it. I'm sure you'll only get grounding for a week or two. They won't disinherit you. Who could? You areperfect. I love you so much." I started to open my mouth to disagree, but he cut me off.

"No, don't argue. If you do get disinherited, you can always stay with me and my mum. Besides, how do we know your parents will find out? We don't, so stop making a big deal out of it. Now, come on, we need to go to class. The bell rung about 10 minutes ago." And at that, he turned, and lollops off to his lesson.

I was left standing in the car park alone, in the pouring rain. So, I walked off to lessons.

Most days turned out like that. We ended up arguing about my parents in the morning, but not serious arguments, only little ones.

The school days were spent trying to get as much of each other as possible, while at night, he sometimes called the house, and pretended to be another project partner, and we had a secret code for when my parents were around, in case they heard what I was saying to him. He would climb in to my room through the window on most nights, using his supernatural-abilities to keep himself from being hurt.

We had everything worked out, but like it always does, it went wrong.

I was alone in the house, when Jared called. We had our conversation, then we said goodbye. The phone then rang about a minute after we had hung up, and I thought that it was Jared calling, as Jared never just hangs up without calling back for a few more times.

"Hi, Jared. I thought you said you were going to go do your homework now?" I said into the phone.

"Jared?" My mother's voice asked.

Oh flip. I was truly in for it now. I was such an idiot. I should have answered the phone normally, just in case.

"What did you say, Kimberley? Did you just call me Jared? I think you did. What did I say? I told you that you were not to speak to that boy anymore. He is bad news. Honestly, Kimberley. I don't know how to get it into your mind. He Is No Good For You. Did you hear? His gang went and jumped off a cliff the other day. Completely dangerous, and it sets a bad example for children. Think about if a child had seen them do that? They would believe it was a good thing to do. You shouldn't have disobeyed me, Kimberley. When I get back home, there are going to be serious consequences. I'm so angry, I might...well, and I'll tell you what I'll do when I get home. I should be there in around 10 minutes. I called to tell you that I just left the office, and I was having quite a good day. Now you have gone and ruined it for me by hanging around with troublemakers. Do you know how that makes me feel? I'll tell you how it makes me feel. I'm very disappointed in you. I expressively told you not to do something, and you go ahead and do it. I thought you were such a good girl, and I had raised you better..."

I zoned out at that part. I was frozen to the floor in shock. Shock at my own stupidity, I should have answered the phone normally. I shouldn't have disobeyed my mum. Now they were going to disinherit me, and cut me out of their lives completely. I would have nowhere to go, live or anything to eat. I was going to become a homeless hobo, nobody will know me, or remember me when I die, and I will have to spend my whole life begging and living on the streets, and all because I, like a normal teenage girl, wanted to see her boyfriend.

Then it hit me.

I was going to have to run away. Jared had told me I could stay at his house if this happened.

I slammed down the phone and I ran upstairs as fast as I could. I only had 10 minutes to pack a lifetime of things. I grabbed my backpack, with my school stuff inside, and a suitcase.

I shoved most of my wardrobe into the suitcase, and was off, with a final glance around my room.

There you are guys. I hope this chapter wasn't too odd, or unbelievable. Kim is just filled with a lot of teenage angst at the moment and her parents seem very unfair. Maybe you can see, but her parents are not exactly bad ones, they just want what's best for her, and to protect her. Running away was a snap decision that I hope with help make the story a bit more.

Thanks for reading.

Lots of love,

Deany-Bob101