Alright, second chapter time! Let me know what you think c: This chapter is entirely in first person POV, 'cause third person is irritating :/ R&R (stress on the second 'R' :D)

Duncan's POV

Gwen lives in a small house on a large plot of land a half a mile away from town. She, her brother, and her mom own a farm and breed horses. She then proceeded to ramble on and on and on about all the different types of horses, their mating patterns (ew), and feeding habits. Some other stuff too, but I wasn't exactly listening.

After than that tedious and slightly awkward topic, we had a nice conversation. I learned that she's an artist and a writer, and she's not afraid to get her hands dirty.

Like, working on the farm, kinda dirty.

But I wouldn't really mind the other kind either. Wink.

Moving on…

Since I was pretty much tuning out her horse ramble, I started looking up at the sky. I noticed all the fireflies were out, dancing around us. Following their path, my eyes made their way back to Gwen. I saw the light from the firebugs reflecting in her onyx eyes, creating tiny speckles of luminescence, while her rosy lips were moving at a fast pace, and her auburn hair flowed around her snow white face.

She was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

For a split second, I wanted to take her by her delicate hand and dance; dance to the music of complete silence. I wanted to pull her in against me and kiss her. Kiss her with all the passion that's been welling up inside me for the past 18 years. I wanted to stand there with her forever.

But then I remembered why I was really there: to hide from the cops. And. Nothing. Else.

Ugh, all this talk of pretty ponies prancing through the meadow is making me go all soft and mushy. And let me tell you, Duncan Burnham is not soft and mushy.

These feeling were just a side effect. I've never actually seen a nice, beautiful girl before. I've never had enough time to just live before.

I've spent my entire life on the run.

"Daddy!"
"Dammit, Duncan, hurry up!"
Daddy's running from the mean men again. The mean men keep trying to take all the money daddy just earned! I love my daddy, but I wish he didn't yell at me all the time, or the nice lady behind the counter, because she looked super scared. The nice lady was really pretty too. She had green eyes, and I liked the color green. It was my favorite. There's green grass, green trees, green eyes...

"Duncan, if you don't hurry your ass up, I swear to god, I'll—"

Daddy didn't get to finish his sentence, because the gunshots started, and those are really bad. I wish I didn't have to come along with him and that I could just stay home, but mommy said that he had to leave. I wanted to go with him, because I love my daddy! Mommy started to cry, and I didn't know why, but I think I do now. I thought we were only gonna be gone a short time, but we haven't been home for a while.
I missed mommy. The day we left was going to be the day I told her all the colors. I'm seven, and all the kids in my school house have already learned all the colors, but that's ok, because I learned how to count up to twenty before anybody else! My daddy always says that I'm slow though, but I don't know why, because I can run pretty fast. I've gotten a lot of practice when we run from the mean men.
I've run out of things to think about. I always try to think of things while I'm running, because I don't like all the noises the guns make. I also don't like it when daddy says bad words, but he does it a lot. I've kind of gotten used to it.
I see the woods! That's where me and daddy hide from the mean men. The woods used to scare me, but not anymore, because I'm older and braver. Daddy's still shooting, and I try to cover my ears, but it doesn't work since I'm carrying the bags of money daddy just earned.
This is the time when I start to drag my feet and the bags, to build up some dust so the mean men can't see us as well. I get dust in my eyes, but I'm used to it. Daddy shot his gun a few more times, and we ran into the forest. We kept running until we couldn't hear their footsteps anymore. When we stopped, we were both breathing really hard and really loud.
My daddy started to laugh, but I don't know why.

"Good job out there, kid. You're going to grow up big and strong. You're going to make me proud."

Even though I never like running from the mean men, it always makes me smile when my daddy says that. I like making my daddy proud, because I love my daddy. I help him build a fire, and we sit here for a few hours. We don't talk much because I don't want to distract him because he's counting all the money that he earned.
I look up at the trees, since it will probably be the last time I can 'cause it's getting dark out. The trees are really green, and I mean all sorts of greens! There are light greens and dark greens and dull greens and bright greens. What if someone had green hair? That would be really silly. I wish my hair was green.
I spend the next few minutes picturing myself with green hair in all sorts of styles, until my daddy gets up and starts to walk away. I realize it's already dark out, and when it gets dark, daddy usually goes into town again. I don't think he should because of the mean men, but daddy says it's ok since they're all really stupid. My daddy will be fine, 'cause he's the bravest, strongest guy I know. I don't know exactly what he does in town or why he takes so much of the money he earned with him, but whenever he comes back, he's really silly. He talks really funny because he can never pronounce his "s"'s. I couldn't when I was little either. He also walks like a zombie, and I always copy him. Sometimes he laughs, but sometimes he gets more angry than usual. Sometimes, he also yells and hits me, but he always apologizes afterwards, so I guess it's ok. I suppose I'll just have to wait and see what happens. I hope he laughs, because I love laughing with my daddy. But for now, I'm just supposed to lie down and count the stars. Maybe tonight, I'll get past thirty, and when daddy comes back, maybe he can count with me.

Gah, I had to use so much improper grammar in the flashback 'cause I had to talk like a little kid x( I promise, the following chapters will have actual dialogue. But for now, adieu.