I just wanted to say THANK YOU for all the reviews! I appreciate it! Helpful criticism is always wanted and encouraged!

IluvRockN'Roll–thanks so much!!! it was kind of...spur of the moment, you know? Sandy-Pandy–First of all, I love your name. Haha. Second of all, I can assure you, Kaylin will not be a Mary-Sue. I'm sorry if it seems like that. I have a bad habit of doing that in the first few chapters! bad Katie

Mark of Ctown–LOL!

The two had been walking for at least two hours. Freddy was planning things as best he could as he listened to Kaylin hum out of key to her CD player. Freddy repeated the same thing in his mind ten times before he realized he didn't understand a word. "Do you mind?" He snapped. Kaylin, who had noticed his lips moving, pulled down her earphones.

"Hmm?" She asked.

"I said," Freddy began through clenched teeth. "Do you mind? I'm trying to think." "That's a first," Kaylin snorted at her own joke. But Freddy was in no mood to joke.

"Shut up, Kay. I don't need your BS right now," Freddy growled, his mind back on what they were going to do. Kaylin stopped in her tracks and looked at him with an open mouth. She was used to Freddy's PMS moments, but she barely did anything that time. She quickly composed herself and began walking again, staying a few feet back as a precaution.

"So, if we head up to Gunnwood, we can catch a train to Iowa. Then we catch a non-stop plane to New York," Freddy was muttering to himself.

"Why New York?" Kaylin inquired.

"There's a concert there I want to see," Freddy said simply. Kaylin waited for him to elaborate. When he didn't, Kaylin said, "Who?"

"It's no one," Freddy said. Kaylin glared at the back of Freddy's head. She threw on her ear phones and continued to listen to music, but desisted from humming.

Half an hour later, the two walked into their room at a motel. Kaylin sniffed the air and scrunched up her face in disgust. It smelled like a cheap lemon spray mixed with wet drywall. Although the room was rather cozy with its two twin sized bed. And although the bathroom wasn't glamorous, it was better than peeing in a hole.

"Ew," Kaylin stated. She slowly walked into the bathroom, making a show not touching anything. "Why isn't there a bathtub?"

"Shower is good enough, Kay," Freddy sighed, rubbing his feet.

"I guess it'll have to," Kaylin sighed. Freddy made a face at the wall across from him.

"I'm going to bed," Freddy said monotonously.

"Why?" Kaylin whined, running into the room.

"Cause I'm tired of you," Freddy mumbled.

"What?" Kaylin asked.

"Cause I want to," Freddy lied.

"Freddy! I don't-," Kaylin began.

"Just go to bed!" Freddy cried.

"Pop a midol Freddy," Kaylin snapped. Freddy ignored her and rolled over. He heard Kaylin crawl into her bed a few minutes later and went to bed.

"Kay. Get up," Freddy whispered.

"No," Kaylin protested.

"Seriously, get up or we have to go back home," Freddy said.

"What? Why?" Kaylin asked, cracking open an eye.

"The parental units called the police. We're wanted," Freddy said the last bit with a bit of a smirk. When Kaylin didn't move, Freddy said, "Before you know it, this little motel will get a fax or whatever and they'll turn us in. Come on." Kaylin took her sweet time. As long as she looked good, it didn't matter how close the cops were. Freddy packed the little had and dragged Kaylin and her belongings out while she was applying mascara.

"Oh, crap!" Kaylin screeched. "Do I have a black mark on my cheek now?" Freddy hardly glanced at her and said, "No. Now shut up."

"That's it!" Kaylin cried. "What is your problem?"

"Shh!" Freddy said frantically, looking around.

"No, I want to know," Kaylin demanded, placing her hands on her hips.

"My problem is you," Freddy snapped. "I said shut up because the guy at the desk was looking our way, on the phone. Cops must be calling everywhere." He glanced out the door. "Dammit. Here he comes. He must have heard you." He put emphasis on the word heard. Kaylin stared dumbly at him, her mouth slightly open. Before Kaylin could compose herself, Freddy grabbed her wrist and dragged her back into the bathroom. "We're going through the window."

"Ew," Kaylin said pointedly. She immediately shut up at the look on Freddy's face.

"I'll give you a boost," Freddy offered. Kaylin frowned at the window, but managed to get through it. Freddy jumped down seconds later, thrusting her bag into her arms. "Follow me."

Yes sir, Kaylin saluted as Freddy turned around. Kaylin followed Freddy for about a mile, wanting to complaining about how her feet hurt, but not daring.

"Stay here," Freddy whispered. Kaylin stood behind a tree, examining the amount of dirt under her nails so far. Freddy appeared a few minutes later with dirt on his worried face.

"What?" Kaylin asked, a little scared.

"There's a cop car up ahead. Guess what he's holding?" Freddy sighed.

"A donut?" Kaylin asked seriously, then burst into silent giggles which stopped abruptly at Freddy's glare.

"A picture of us," Freddy groaned. "We're missing-."

"Hey!"

Both kids froze in their tracks. Kaylin, who was facing the street, saw that the cop had pulled up a few yards and was looking right at them.

"Run!" Freddy shrieked.