Running Away Is Adrenaline

I couldn't sleep all last night due to the hard, barely padded
carpet floors, o yeah and the hotel managers snoring. I
grabbed a jerky stick to gnaw on while looking at my
new hair in the cheap bathroom mirror, playing with its
short spiky self. I wasn't used to it yet nor was I used to
Gloria's but let me tell you something, she looks
beautiful when she sleeps ( in a non- creepy way)

Back to reality of this all: today in case my parents
have already noticed people will start to notice both
Gloria and I are missing. My school, the police, family. God
what have I gotten myself into? More importantly what
will they think of me being with Gloria?

I start crying in this musty cramped bathroom. Gloria then
walked in and probably thought to herself ' what a crybaby'.
Instead she just came over trying to comfort me and tell
me we were going to be fine. I wanted to believe this lie
more than anything else in the world.

I could tell she was a little stressed and so I pulled
out her box of cigarettes I had secretly stolen on the bus
then handed her a lighter. Gloria immediately declined this
offer saying she only had them to look cool.
I rewarded her and thanked her at the same time by
giving her a hug. We both dried our tears and shared smiles
to head off on a very risky day.