A.N. Finally I introduced Dorene just so that you don't get confused and I am sorry that it took so long but again I procrastinate so again I am sorry. I hope you like this short chapter and please tell me what you think I would really like to know I don't care if you PM me or if you review just please tell me what you think. P.S. this is the start of the second book.

Disclaimer: I Do Not own Cirque Du Freak I only own Dorene, Mia, and Victoria although I wished I owned more.

Chapter 8

Dang I thought to myself, how long have I been running. The dogs scent could be heard barking wildly behind me coming closer with every minute that passes.

Why did those people send the cops after me, when I did nothing wrong?

I continued to run, the backpack full of my meager belongings hitting my back as I ran. My first priority right now was find some sort of water source that can wash away my scent, like I've seen done in movies, I just hope that the movies were true.

After a few more minutes of running I finally came across a small stream just deep enough to submerge myself. Throwing all fears of getting everything in my bag wet I waded in and sat at the bottom, holding my breath as the dogs came sniffing at the water near the edge.

Losing my breath I began to slowly crawl my way away from the dogs and cops hoping to get some air through me once I got far enough away.

Once I no longer heard the gruff voices of the cops and wild barking of the dogs I quickly pulled myself out from under the water and sucked in as much air as my lungs could hold.

Crawling out the stream I continued walking because my legs were no longer capable of running, trying to get a little more distance between me and the searchers. Slowly I began weaving my way around and in between the trees trying to make my trail as impossible to follow as my tired legs would allow me.

Around nine at night my legs about to give out from underneath me, I caught sight of an old theater that was close to falling apart. As I walked up the stairs I decided that this was as good a place as any to pass out from exhaustion.

Once inside the theater my legs finally decided to give out underneath me, so I fell to the ground and that I where I slept last night.

The next morning I woke up to the sun shining on my face through two cracked windows that were located next to the door. As I got up I was running a blank as to why I wasn't in the old roughly warm cot that my foster family had given me to sleep on.

Once I was fully standing I looked around and finally recalled running away with my few belonging and a couple of dollars. I decided to explore the old building that I slept in the night before so I began walking around and then turned left, soon I found myself in a very large room, most likely at the center of the building, this room had I slight slope and located at the bottom of said slope was a stage that still looked quite nice considering the condition that the building is in.

Slowly I began to make my way down the slope than climbed up onto the stage. Now standing on the stage I slowly turned and looked out at the few remaining seats that were meant for the audience and tried to imagine what this theater was like when it was still open and people came every day just to watch performers dance and sing.

Laying my still damp bag on the stage, I then climbed down, checked my pockets for the money that I 'barrowed' from the foster family, then made my out of the theater and into the town that I hoped was close by.

Outside I began walking in the direction that I thought the town was located in and soon fell the sensation of being followed except every time I turned around I saw no one. Once I reached the town the sense of being remained so I turned and looked at the scene behind me, when nothing stood out I finally yelled.

"Hey jerk, I know you're out there so stop following me!" I waited for the answer that would probably never come, when suddenly a movement to my right caught my attention. When I looked in that area I saw a boy around the same age as me, he had light blonde almost bleached hair.

I watched as he stood up from his hiding spot behind the garbage next to the house. "How did you know I was here?" he said as he walked over to me, he soon stopped a few feet away though and asked me again. "How did you know I was following you?"

I just stared at him, and then asked a question of my own. "Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking questions?" He took a step back looking a little unsure of himself, then he answered my question. "I'm Steve Leonard, and you are?"

I stared at him trying to figure out if he was crazy or not. I dismissed this thought and answered his question. "I'm Dorene Sanchez, now tell my why you were following me before."

Again he looked unsure, thinking hard about what he was probably going to tell me, when he finally spoke again it was a question that he said and not an answer, and the question caught me by surprise.

I ran away from the sad and crazy boy as fast as my still tired legs could carry me. I stopped at a small grocery store and bought some snacks to eat. With food in hand I began walking back to the theater, once inside I felt like I was being followed again and I had a good idea of who it was so I ignored it.

When I got back to the stage I turned around and found Steve in front of me. Before he even spoke I knew what he was going to say, but I still allowed him to ask again. "Do you believe in vampires?"

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