Hello everyone! I am back from all of the festive and ready to continue my legacy, to see you all smile and love my story. Plus, I don't own A. VS. P. or at least I think I don't. (Slow moment). Well I wish. Since school came back, I update twice a week, one on Tuesday and one on Saturday. So enjoy this afternoon update before I do my mid-terms.

Chapter 4- No Pole

Time- 10:46 P.M.

Setting- Home, Outside, Subway

Within a week, I unpack, get an hour long talk about not going outside with Jane, eat lots of Chinese food, and made one friend. Well, not anymore. The police ran into her door saying that she sold and done drugs, a lot of hard core drugs. Like Mary j and cokes, and I really liked her.

Even though every time I saw her she was high, she was real. And I liked that. No, I loved that. Then my head went back to Jane. I could handle myself.

I was the president's daughter and was fully trained.

Sometimes I just want to show them I could really handle myself.

Maybe I will.

I look at some photos at instagram while looking at the time. It was 10:46. I'll go outside real quick to go get some subway down the block and come back. That's easy enough.

I wore this- jade/set?id=109237401 outside and grabbed my special knife that Jane gave me when I turned 15.

It looked like this- . . I then lightly grabbed the keys and tip-toed to the door. I leaned my head out to see Jane still asleep from those sleeping pills I gave earlier.

I'll make it back before she wakes up. I put the key in silently to then see Jane turn over in the bed. Shit. Then I freeze for another 10 seconds to see if she wakes up. I sigh, feeling bad for what I did but I just need to show them. I need to show myself that I can do it.

I continue my attempt of escape and open the door. All the doors in New York are medal. There must be something really bad really going on here. It's weird. I take the elevator downstairs. I then wait in the overly Closter phobic elevator.

I walked out feeling the fresh brisk 35 degree weather against my face. I walked and kept checking my phone. I crossed the street seeing the sign that said, 'Central Park.' I'll probably take a bike ride later this week.

The Subway light started to shine so I could see it from here clearly. I'll just get a Snapple and relax a little.

And though the many sounds that aired this city got the best of my hearing, it was like I could hear everything as clear as day.

The hard laughing from across the street, the loud bass from the clubs, and just basically the clack from people's shoes on the sidewalk not too far from here.

As I am lost in thought, I hit into a hard wall, or otherwise called a glass door. I shake my head to see I hit into the Subway door. Everyone in there slightly laughed at me.

Well everyone that was in there were only 3 people. I walk in rubbing my head and state, ''Ha-ha, that's funny.'' They all chuckle as I drop my key. I went to pick it up while a darker shaded hand thought the same idea. It was a woman with freshly curled hair. ''Do I know you?'' I ask politely. ''I know you,'' she chuckles sitting back up on her booth. I roll my eyes and wait for an answer. She leans back in her sit and sips her soda.

''It's Lex.'' She looked up.