Chapter 3
People were boarding the train when I finished my little jog to the station. I snuck around back and waited in the bushes for the train. Once it started moving I galloped to a cart and opened the door. I tossed my pack in and quickly hopped inside before the train went to fast for my speed.
I closed the cart door as the train's pace quickened. I sat down alongside the boxes also occupying the boxcar. My bag was placed next to me. I grinned and laughed, amazed at what was happening.
I can't believe it. I'm actually doing this. Hopefully, this is for the better.
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I took my Ipod out of my bag and placed the earphones in. Then, I scrolled down in the menu to "shuffle songs" and clicked. One of Paramore's songs came up. I sighed, content with the Ipod's song choice.
I have always liked listening to music. It has always been my escape since Mom has died. I'm able to temporarily forget bad memories and escape. I daydream of nothing in particular. I know its weird, but it calms me. There are times when an inspiration strikes and I'm able to compose music of my own. None with lyrics, by the way.
There was this one store full of magnificent pianos and spectacular guitars. All of them were tuned to perfection. I would sprint there as to not lose the tune that I had devised. I've written some songs, most of them on the piano. FYI, I had taught myself how to play guitar.
Composing music isn't the easiest thing in the world. The introduction and the bridge especially are the toughest parts of a song in my opinion. Usually everything else flows out; it's like a second nature.
I regret not bringing the songs. I can't believe I forgot. It expressed my feelings and showed that I could do something. I had a talent and I wasn't a "worthless piece of crap" in the words of my father.
The ride was a lot more than half way done, there was about 15 miles left. I opened the door a bit since it was somehow stifling. Then I checked everything was in my bag. I have my clothes, my "girl" necessities; my Ipod is out, and my money is here. How much do I have? I took the bundle and began counting.
After a couple of minutes, all the bills added up to around two thousand bucks. This would earn me a couple of days I a motel. Hopefully, I'll be able to find a job before I run out.
All of a sudden, I got into this random trance. I lowered my hand, looking out the unlatched door as the wind caressed my face. I closed my eyes and loosened my grip on the cash. A strong breeze was able to snatch half of the bunch from my loose grip.
Completely flustered, I stood up and tried to get a hold of some of the bills flowing in the air, but the action was in vain.
God, No! That didn't happen. That couldn't have happened.
I looked at my hand to see half the amount of money I had before. I didn't imagine what had just occurred. It was real.
"UGH! WHAT THE HELL?! CRAP!" I yelled at the top of my lungs into the vast frigid air.
I plopped down on a box and moped because that was all I could do. How was going to pay for a motel room with only… five hundred bucks? I'd only be able to stay for a couple of days, and not to mention having to find food. I am human.
SCREEEEEEEETCHHHH!
My moping was interrupted, as I was sharply jolted forward. Kneeling down, I shot a glance outside. This isn't Forks, why did the train stop if it's not at its destination? Wait, what's that? There was a light heading towards me. It looked like a car.
Alarmed, I gathered my things and hid behind some boxes. An unsettling feeling had shivered through me when those lights appeared. Apparently my little outburst of frustration wasn't a good idea.
I heard doors of the carts before me loudly slide open. What the….? My thoughts were ceased when the dusk's lights spilled into the boxcar. A person's steps stomped around, apparently this person was looking for something or.. someone. Abruptly, the box I was hiding behind was yanked away from me. I was completely exposed. Looking down at me were the eyes of an officer by the looks of it. I met his eyes with my terrified ones.
"So that passenger guy was right, we do have a stowaway. Come on little missy." Said the man as he roughly grabbed my arm and my backpack with his huge hand.
The officer dragged me out of the cart and looked in my bag.
"No drugs, no weapons… ma'am, do you know what I'm doing?"
I gave him no answer along with a blank expression.
"We can't have stowaways. If you get hurt, we're responsible. Did you think you could do this? Hah, you little brats underestimate us, us being authority. Now you brought this on yourself. You're lucky it isn't far. I hope you enjoy the wildlife."
He spoke into his radio, probably telling the conductor to get going. The officer stayed by my side as the train choo-chooed away. I watched open-mouthed as it dawned on me. I was going to walk the rest of the way to Forks! That's like thirteen miles!
The man turned around and headed to his car.
"Hey, excuse me, but can you please drive me to the station?" I shyly asked the officer.
"Like I said, 'you brought this on yourself', but here's a blanket just in case. This is what you get for sneakin' around and thinkin' you can hitch a free ride while everyone else has to pay. No one is an exception. Oh, there aren't any mountain lions or bears here. Just stay close to the tracks."
At that, the policeman entered his car and drove away.
I am surely imagining this. I just probably dozed off on the train ride after the shock of losing most of my money. I just have to do the '1, 2, 3 wake up thing', or 'There's no place like home' crap; maybe I could bash my head or hurt myself to wake me up like in those Freddy Krugar movies.
I pinched and slapped myself, and even tried the Wizard of Oz thing. Nothing. After a while, it began to settle in; this is really happening.
First my money gets the call of the wild when the wind blows (the inputs of those book titles was a weird coincidence) and then I'm dumped in the middle of nowhere. And I have to freaking walk 13 miles to the station. Does God hate me?
This definitely wasn't part of my plan.
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