Disclaimer: I'm the Queen of England, I own everything. (the latter is less likely than the former)
Verdi looked around her in astonishment, something was very wrong; she was lost in a forest that she should've known like the back of her hand. In fact, she wasn't even on a path anymore, just completely surrounded by huge, unrecognizable trees.
"Well, I guess I'm not in Kansas anymore." She said aloud, totally ignoring the fact that she hadn't been in Kansas in the first place and she had no little dog running around. The sky was already beginning to darken and Verdi wasn't sure what to do. How long would it take before her parents missed her and called the police, and how long before the police deemed it was necessary to send out search parties? Verdi sat down on the ground and opened her backpack, pulling out her cell phone. She turned it on, "No Service" the little screen said, and she groaned. Her plan was supposed to cover all of the Midwest, how could there be no service?
After staring around for a few minutes, Verdi decided that help wasn't going to come anytime soon. She was on her own. In truth, it didn't sound that bad, after all, who doesn't dream about going away from the trials and tribulations of home? Then her stomach made it's presence known, gurgling with hunger. 'I guess I better figure out what I have with me that'll be of any use,' she thought.
Verdi opened the different pockets in her backpack and pulled everything out, taking inventory of her stuff: Math book, math notebook, math folder, English notebook and folder, 1984 (for English), Biology book, notebook and folder, Physics binder, History notebook, German binder, gym clothes, the remains of her lunch (half a bagel and some apple juice in a bottle), some pencils and pens, a calculator, her cd walkman, a few cds, a snickers bar, some little chocolates that her German teacher gave out as prizes, a deck of cards, her phone, her keys, her brush, half a pack of gum, her school ID, her driver's license, some money, and two of her fantasy books. All this, along with her violin and sheet music, accompanied her to this strange place.
'Wow,' Verdi thought, 'If I had toothbrush in my backpack I could live out of it. Why do I bother packing for trips? Oh, right, clothes, that might be a problem.' She looked down at her clothing, her shorts, t-shirt and light jacket might be fine for now, but in the winter she'd freeze. 'Wait a minute, winter? I should be home by then, it won't take the police that long to find me!'
Verdi put everything back into her backpack except for half of the half of a bagel, which she kept out to eat. She stood up, picked up her violin and backpack, and, with a determined look on her face, headed in the direction of the setting sun. 'Well, I live west of Caroline, so I'll go west,' she thought as she went, unknowingly, deeper into the forest.