The Day After

So I secretly started planning to runaway.

That Friday I would leave on this bus to school and not come back. I had no idea where I'd go but somewhere to start all over again.

-Friday Morning-
I packed my clothes, map and money and told Barbra Jean I was going to spend the weekend with Diane. I ate breakfast with them like we did everything and left for the bus like I always had they were still clueless.

I walked past my mom's house, it was still quiet, and I left a goodbye letter in my mom's mail box knowing she'll read it when I'm gone.

When I got to school I took the city transit bus to the train and from them I had to decide where to go from there. Nashville seemed the cheapest and the shortest trip by then no one would be able to find me. Well that's what I wanted.

The train was set to leave in twenty five minutes, so I paid and boarded.

-Reba's House-
"Mom!" Cheyenne yelled "for pete's sake Cheyenne what's all the yelling about?" Reba asked walking into the living room.

"Mom don't freak out okay" Cheyenne asked calmly

"Sure okay, what"

Cheyenne handed her mother the letter Kyra left for her. She watched her mother read it.

"Cheyenne" Reba said shocked

"Mom I'm sorry" Cheyenne tried to apologize

"Just don't Cheyenne" Reba waved her hand at her.

All she could think that it was a joke she needed to go to Brocks House to see if she was still there, she was hoping she was.

Reba ran towards the front door with the letter in hand and ran four houses down, to her at this moment felt longer.

Reba ran thought the door "Brock!"

"What is it Reba?" Brock ran down the stirs with shaving cream still on his face.

"Where's Kyra?" she asked demanding

"Kyra? she went to school this morning, why" he asked confused.

"Can I use your phone?" Reba asked

"Sure why" Brock agreed

Reba called Kyra's High School asking if she went, the secretary told her Kyra had been excused. Then hung up.

"No, she didn't" Reba started crying.

"Did what?" Brock asked still confused

Reba handed him the letter.

"Reba" Brock said shocked. The gentle redheaded women nodded through her cries and Brock sat down beside her and let her cry on his shoulder.

-Kyra-

It would only take about three hours to get to Nashville Kyra thought her next phase was to get a job and change her identity by dying her hair black. Kyra knew a missing person would not be out for another twenty four hours she would be Shauna Smith by then.

"Kyra who?" Kyra said to herself and laughed. Just then a boy her age walked up and asked for the seat next to her and let him.

End of chapter 3