So, yeah. Here we go again… I don't own any of this HHAW perfection, but I own Twyla and Laylia.

YOPP!

"So, you've never gone to public school before? But I thought people weren't supposed to home-school anymore. The whole Get Out There movement that was passed a few years ago?" Jojo asked the Goth sitting next to him on the wall of the fountain in the Mall.

"The what?" Twyla turned to him, confused. "'Get Out There?' I've never heard of it." She shrugged.

"You don't know about that?" Jojo was shocked, "Do know about what happened last year?"

She shook her head, glancing at Kevin who was pretending to mind his own business, but he was really looking out and making sure Laylia doesn't show up. "Only what I've heard Kevin talk about. And, I know it's wrong, but I don't tell him much. I'm too afraid that he'll over react, ya know?" The small girl tried to force a smile, but all she got was a pained grimace. She brought her hand up to touch the white bandage the covered her face. "Ow," She said, almost silently.

"Over react? Why?" Jojo scooted a wee bit closer to her.

"Well," She let out a small laugh, "This is so weird. I can't bear to tell Kevin hardly any of this, but I have no problem at all talking to you." Twyla smiled at him, this time it was sincere.

Jojo stuttered a few times before he could say, with a blush, "Any of what?" He moved closer again, the two Who's were almost touching.

"Well, my dad, the Chairman, he—"

"Wait. WHAT?!" Jojo scooted away slightly taken back, "Your dad is the Chairman?"

"Yeah, why? Is that bad?" Twyla felt a twang of regret at the tone of Jojo's voice.

"Well, he is the guy that almost got everyone killed last year…" Jojo muttered, "But other than that, not really."

"What do you mean, 'almost got everyone killed?' How?" Now she was the one scooting towards him, much to Jojo enjoyment. He really did like this girl…

"You really don't know, do you?" Jojo asked in astonishment, he couldn't think of ANY Who who hadn't know of last year's tragic Whosentenial, everyone had been there.

Well, almost everyone…

"No, I guess I don't!" The Goth said in a frustrated voice, "Tell me exactly what happened and why. Now, please."

"Um, I don't really know how to explain—"

"Please, Jojo." She said in the sweetest voice that Jojo had ever heard. He could say no, now that her voice was ringing in his head.

"Um, themayorfoundoutthatourworldisaspeckandsomeelephantnamedHortonsavedusfrombeingburned—"
Breath, "—andboiledinoil!

"Um, try talking slower, Jojo." She laughed.

So he explained everything to her, and by the time he was done, she was staring into space…Lost…

"I don't get it," Twyla shook her head, "How could I not know about all of that?" She looked as if she were on the brink of tears.

"I don't know," Jojo let out an emotionless chuckle, "But I think it has something to do with your dad."

Ned and Sally…

"So, what are you saying, honey?" Sally asked her husband, "Are you afraid of this young girl, or something along those lines?"

"Nu—NO! Of course not. I just find it odd that I've never seen her before." He chuckled, "You'd think, living on a speck and all, that it wouldn't be that hard to know everyone."

"Listen, Ned, I think you're over reacting." She said as she took a sip of her soda, "So, you don't know one little Who, what's so wrong about that?"

"It's not wrong, hun, it's just that…" Ned sighed, "It's just odd."

Jojo and Twyla…sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G… lol, just kidding!

"Well," Jojo said, hopping off of the fountain. "I have to go find my parents, wanna come?" He held his hand out for her to grab.

Twyla's hand was about to go into his when, out of the blue, came her mother.

"Twyla, dear, we need to go. Your father is home and wants to do a family lunch. Let's go." Laylia took her daughter's already-outstretched-hand and took it her own, dragging the Who along with her.

"Wait, mom—"

"No, no. We need to get home, darling."

Jojo watched as the two disappeared in the crowd of Who's.

"Hey, um, Jojo!" Kevin came running up behind him, "Where'd she go? I just looked away for a sec—"

"Her mom came and got her and said something about her dad wanting to have a family l—"

"WAIT! Her dad wants to talk to her?" Jojo nodded at the tall Who, "Oh, God! We gotta go!" Kevin grabbed Jojo's arm and began to run in the direction the Twyla had disappeared in.

"What? Why?" Jojo struggled to keep up with him.

Kevin stopped to look around. "Damn, they're long gone." He turned to Jojo with a truly frightened expression, "Because her dad hit her the other night. That's why she has the bandage." He pointed to his face, the side where Twyla's bandage was on her face.

Jojo had to think about that for a moment before gasping. "We gotta tell my dad!"

"What does your dad have to do with any of this?" Kevin wanted to know.

"My dad is the Mayor, Ned McDodd." Jojo said as he began to head for the direction of the food court. Kevin stopped him.

"Hold the Whophone, kid. You're the Jojo McDodd?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I wasn't aware that there was a 'the' in front of my name, but yes." Jojo replied, confused.

"Dude! Every Who knows about you!"

"Twyla doesn't," Jojo muttered, yeah, it was kind of shallow. But the one girl that Jojo actually like had to be the one Who in Whoville who didn't know who he was.

"Wait, isn't that the reason she keeps stalking you?"

"No," He said, frustrated. "Can we go now?"

Twyla and her creeper of a mom…

Laylia dragged Twyla alongside her as she made their way to her yellow Whomoblie, Twyla made no effort to get free, she was afraid it would come back to her if she did.

"Your dad would like a word with you when he gets home from the office," The woman didn't look at her daughter as she spoke, "And I will make sure you are there when he returns."

To say that Twyla was afraid would've been a terrible understatement; she was terribly terrified in terrible ways. She didn't know what to do…

What should I do?

Twyla thought to herself as her mother opened the door to the car, What should I do?! She screamed in her head, watching as if in slow motion her mother opening the door.

Run.

The voice in her head said simply.

Run.

She couldn't, she couldn't just run… Where could she go? Jojo had said that they lived on a speck…

Run.

"Run," She mouthed, staring at nothing.

"What was that, girl?" Laylia said in a rude voice.

"Run," Twyla spoke the smallest bit louder, "Run."

"What do you mean, 'run?'"

"I mean, RUN!" The Goth took off, running out of the parking lot and into the busy streets of Whoville. "RUN!" She yelled again, laughing. A strange high came to her as the wind blow passed, making her hair twirl around in different directions. Who's of all colors and shapes stared as she ran, she dodged several of them, slipping through the happy crowds with grace. The large boots on her feet made a soft 'CLINK!' when she popped her skates out. She gained more and more speed as she flew throughout the town. Her laughter seemed to echo in every Who ear around; it was the sound of freedom.

But where are you running?

A small voice in her said with a small chuckle.

Probably the old observatory. I wanna find him…

I know! This is SOOOOOO short… but I wanted to start the next chapter BIG! So I cut it off here, sosososososoooooooooo sorry!!!!!! I hope you like! Peace out, ya'll!

~Lyllith