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But that didn't stop me from running. All I want now is to run away. To go to a place where no one knows me and be alone. I know this is a big embarrassment, but I can't bear to be pitied for my situation. I've had enough of feeling pitied throughout my life. I stopped running when a car honked at me. It's Kyle! "What are you waiting for? A red carpet? Get in!" he grumpily greeted me. Without hesitation, I hopped into his car.

~Ellie's Point of View~ I had been running for so long my lungs felt like they were on fire. My throat burned and my legs stung with an intense aching. I had been running now for two and a half days, stopping only at a couple streams to drink water and look for berries. I was on high alert, running from those who would be tracking me down. I did everything possible to run in weird patterns that made no sense, running in all directions. I had no clue where I was going, and I didn’t care, as long as it was away from them.

"What? Trust me, they have the best salad in town. I promise." Payton smiled weakly, giving away the fact that she didn’t believe her even a little bit. Chuckling, I followed the girls into the restaurant. We ordered our food, and Arabella and I pigged out on pizza while Payton tucked into a blue cheese salad. I didn't know how she could eat that crap. I'd be starving to death. But, to be honest, I needed to get back to training. I'd become lazy the last few weeks and hadn't gone for a run for ages. I was glad that Arabella wanted to run on Tuesday because if I drank anything tonight, there was no way in hell I'd be able to keep up with her.

Kayla already got towards the door, “Bye.“ May did not get a chance to speak to Kayla, nor did she go after her friend. She sat back on the couch holding her head in frustration. As if it's not bad enough that she has to go back home and face what she has been running from. Now her best friend is mad at her because of this. Her phone started to ring, she checked the caller ID and saw Harry. May was so mad that she picked up immediately. However, Harry did not let her speak first. “I know what you are about to say. Don't you think you should stop running away now? What exactly are you running from? The man who left you because of his ex or the fact that you can't face him anymore?“ Harry aske

They had been running for a couple of miles, stopping on a few occasions and only for seconds at a time to catch their breath. After training and fighting with his team of Runners for many weeks, Alex had built up incredible levels of stamina and endurance. The freezing air no longer bothered him as much as it had the previous winter. He had become so acclimated to the cold now that he almost felt as though he was a part of it as he ran across the snow as rapidly and stealthily as a deer.

Run. The cold of Hezekiah's palm was lifted from my arm; that's when I knew. The air became heavy; everything was in slow motion. The Elders lunged forward, speed rivaling the momentum of a speeding bullet. I locked onto Esther and pushed myself forward into a sprint. With my arm around hers, I pulled her close to me, my other hand yanking the bag off of Kizzy's shoulders. And that's when the four of us sprinted across the cursed expanse. My hand gripped Esther's damp flesh with all the strength I had and forced her to run. One leg in front of the other, straining our muscles to make us faster. Any less of an effort, and it was death. This was our motivation—our motivation to bear down again

I was busy looking at the fruit plates that made my steps slow down. "Concentrate!" Lana once again reminded me. She really was a strict trainer. As soon as I was a little distracted, she immediately reminded me. "I know." I answered Lana while gulping and pretending that I could eat what I liked. "Running this lap, you can rest." Lana said helplessly. Instead of letting me run while thinking about the foods I loved so much but not being able to eat leads to feeling uncomfortable and unable to reach my full strength, Lana decided to give in, so that I could get what I wanted. thereby regaining spirit and motivation.

Just great. The bus left in a whirlwind of dust that blinded Eden for a few minutes. She was wearing a white long sleeve polo when she left home. But she’s pretty sure her polo has now turned into a light grey because of all the dirt she’d taken with her. As the dust settles, she sees a shadow of a person leaning on a car over at the abandoned gas station. The person’s build looks somewhat familiar and she squinted to see better. She fans the dust particles out of her face– is she seeing right? Or is she hungry enough to imagine Remus waiting for her on the other side of the road, looking all cool in his Ray-ban and white t-shirt? He gave a simple wave and with a nod, beckoned her to come cl

OBI ASHFORD POV “How many days to cross from the Ashfang Dominion to the Rust District?” Cassius asked Malakai. We had just turned back the crooked broker who brought those seventeen trucks of rotten meat and cut-rate grain. Malakai had crushed the door of the lead vehicle with his boot, leaving the scammer to haul his toxic cargo away into the deluge. But breaking his truck didn't solve our problem. The syndicate’s food stores were running empty, and nobody in their right mind could feed whole families on rat-eaten garbage.