Chapter Four-
The next day Calvin amazingly awoke early, well before his parents awoke. He got up changed his clothes and things, then slowly made his way out the door. Dawn was just approaching, the sun slowly creeping over the horizon. It was a slightly chilly morning, but nothing he wasn't used to. He began to walk, but not towards the school. In reality, he didn't know where he was going, he was just…going. He didn't seem to care either, he just walked. The walk kept his mind clear of thought, other then taking in the scenery around him. He knew his parents might be angry he disappeared on them, but possibly they would think he decided to go off to school. Calvin shrugged the thought off; he would deal with that when he returned home… if he returned home.
He walked past a small strip mall which wasn't even open yet, and walked up to an instant teller at the side of a store. He slowly took the wallet from his back pocket out and opened it. The wallets chain jingled, making the only real sound in the area. Carefully pulling out his debit card, he slid it into the machine. He chuckled to himself as he saw the balance of his savings, well over four thousand dollars. Contrary to what his parents thought, Calvin rarely spent his money, rather, he was quite a Scrooge, saving every dime he got his hands on. He had many summer and after school jobs over time and his parents believed he wasted his money on junk food or video games. It's what he wanted them to believe actually, he wanted to save his money. What for however, he didn't know yet.
"Maybe I should just give it to them now…" he murmured to himself as he took his card and walked off, pocketing the wallet once more. "It would help them greatly. Not that I have any use anyways…." Calvin sighed. "Maybe I'll move away, move to Canada or Alaska." Chuckling at this, he remembered the time he and Hobbes tried to run away to Alaska. "We'll be there by mid afternoon!" he laughed to himself. Though the idea to move didn't seem like a bad one at the moment, he wanted to be anywhere but here. He had grown tired of this town, tired of his life. He wanted a change of pace.
Calvin made his way down the street; it was a very calm and quiet morning. It was beginning to bore him. He then saw the first person that he had seen all morning; a little old lady walking down the road ahead of him, carrying a large open brown box. He wasn't to particularly interest in the woman, but was curious to know what she had in the box. He slowly walked closer, trying not to be noticed or suspicious. As he got closer he could see fabric and material sticking form the box. Then he saw an orange and black lump at the top of the box. His heart skipped a beat, as the pattern suddenly flashed in his mind. He shook his head violently.
"Don't be stupid Calvin…" he growled at himself.
The old lady kept walking, and suddenly tripped, dumping the box and its contents over the sidewalk. Almost instinctively Calvin ran over to help the poor old woman. He knelt down beside her to help her back up, when his eyes looked at the fallen items. There were many rags, old clothes, and stuffed animals. He eyed the stuffed animals quickly, and what he saw made him freeze in this tracks.
"Hobbes…"