Shes a little run away (rissa)

[aedee]

Sky had been attending all of her therapy sessions and checking in with Clint on a regular basis and things were going good. She passed every random drug test she was given and was actually getting rather good grades. So why was she deciding to rebel now? She missed her dad. It was his birthday and he had called her and it made her really upset to know that he was upset and missed her so much. Then they got into a huge yelling fight which resulted in tears on Sky’s end and her breaking in a big bottle of Vodka she had snuck in at the very beginning that Clint missed when he did his first room check. And all the other ones after that. She had almost forgotten about it until the fight and now she wanted it more then anything. So she twisted off the cap and downed it like she had never drinking anything in her entire life. After a good majority of it was gone she flopped back on her bed.

She could feel her blood start to boil as she laid there and she stood up with a killer look in her eyes. She changed into a pair of black skinny jeans converse and an ACDC shirt. She needed to leave this place before she lit it on fire. She walked to the parking lot and saw a student by the name of Aedee starting to get into a big black truck. She walked over to her and grabbed a handful of her brown curls and tugged her out of the car. She took a swing at Sky hitting her right in the eye which snapped Sky even more and she started to beat Aedee down hard. She punched her over and over again until she left. Someone saw this and ran to get Clint saying that Sky was in a fight in the parking lot then they informed him she stole a car and sped out of the parking lot and down the road. Sky put her foot to the pedal as she sped down the road reaching 100 quickly.

[.Rissa.]

Clint Urban

Clint sat behind his desk, his fingers typing furiousley on the keyboard. This was just great. An upset parent was trying to follow a lawsuit about their kid getting in a horse accident and going to the hospital. It was about that time, a blunt pounding on the door echoed throughout the small room, "Officer! There's a fight!" a student's voice yelled. Clint quickly jumped from the chair and flung the door open, "Show me where it is, do you know them?"

"No, they were girls, one had straight black hair, black clothes, rather pale."

"D@mn," the young officer muttered, "Sky!' His paced picked up and he rushed out of the building. His hazel eyes caught sight of a door slamming and a truck raced out of the parking lot. The engine was so loud, Clint could tell by the RPMs that it was the pedal to the floor. He raced over to the girl on the ground, "You," he pointed to the student, "Take her to the nurse." His hand quickly pulled the radio from his belt and he notified the academy, and town police of a student suspected of a stolen vehicle and possibly under the influence of drugs and or alcohol. He sprinted to his mustang and fired it up. His black boot slammed against the floor as he quickly shifted it through the gears. There wasn't much time to think or do anything, but Sky's life was on the line. Trucks were dangerous vehicles when being driven recklessly. He came onto his radio again, "Suspect should be heading west on highway 7," which was the main one they were on. He was hoping she would see the cops and sirens ahead, and realize there was no way out. She was doing so good, what happened? Something had set her off. If she kept this up, she would be booted from the school. In fact, he didn't know if he could convince them to let stay after this.

[aedee]

Sky smirked when she heard another engine picking up pace and she looked in the mirror knowing it was Clint. That just made it all the more fun. She got the car up to its full speed but started to slow down a little as she saw the lights up ahead. The town cops had tried to form a road block with the cop cars thinking she would stop. There was a narrow spot in the middle not big enough for her truck but she would make it work. She hit the gas again getting closer as the cops jumped out of the way and she plowed threw it knocking both of the cop cars to the side and damaging the front of the truck. It was clear she didn’t care if she lived or died at this point in time. She started getting a little bit nervous as she hit the gas again when they got on the high way.

She was slowing down again thinking of stopping but then the events of the fight with her dad played in her head again and she took a gulp from the bottle of vodka that she brought with her. Once it was empty and her liquid courage was up she rolled the window down and tossed the bottle out watching it shatter on the ground. She hit the gas again and took a deep breath turning the radio on but all she was getting was country music till she found a station that was playing a heavy metal sign that got her blood pumping even more and she floored it to 150.

[.Rissa.]

Clint's mustang easily accelerated from 0 to 60 in roughly 4 seconds. His hazel eyes were dead set on the truck in front of him. His windows were rolled down, tossing his straight locks carelessly in the wind. The cab was silent except for the sound of fast air blowing through it. The faint sound of sirens came to his ears. Up ahead, he saw the truck throw on brake lights. A smirk crossed his face all too soon. He was sure she going to stop now. He slowed his own car, his mind racing of the procedure to remove the student from the vehicle. But then, the driver of the truck did the unthinkable. The young officer's face collaped in shock as the pick-up rammed through the cars, scooting them to either side of the highway. He slammed on his brakes, tires screeching to a halt as two local cops ran up to his car, "A little girl was driving that!" one shouted. The other man was a deptuty sheriff, "My posse will try to cut her off up ten miles and form another block, we will throw up tire guards on the road to pop those b@stards 'fore she can get to us."

Clint nodded his head, "Okay," his eyes grew tender, "Don't hurt her," and his voice was stern. His foot slammed on the gas and he raced back off after Sky. The worst part about the whole sitation was, it was his fault. She somehow snuck the stuff behind his back. After this, he wasn't even sure if he would have a job. This was going to give him a bad rep now, at least for a little while.

[aedee]

Sky ran a hand threw her black hair that was blowing in the wind since she had the window open. She turned the music down as what she was doing finally sunk in. She was going to be totally fucked after this. Her entire life was pretty much over from the moment she stole the car because she knew that he would have to put her in jail or what ever he was going to do. She was going to be kicked out of the school which its self was an automatic trip back to juvie then probably prison when she turned 18 cause this was very much so violating her probation. She felt her eyes start to water and the tears fell very quickly down her pale cheeks.

She was also thinking of what would happen to Clint. He was supposed to be watching her and making sure she didnt get into any drugs or liquor or do anything wrong and here he was chasing her down the high way. She figured it would probably be better for everyone if she just drove off a bridge or cliff. She wasnt paying attention to the fact there was a spike strip which popped all her tires. She floored it and it still got up to about 80. She turned the wheel and it was clear to every one that she purposely drove head onto in one of the cement pillars for the over pass. But sadly it didn't kill her. Just gave her a nice cut on the forehead and a broken bloody nose. Her face was soaked with tears and a little bit of blood as she un did her seat belt and heard the sirens racing towards the car.

[.Rissa.]

Clint ran the car hard as he finally caught sight of the truck again. His lips were tight together and his eyes were dead set on the vehicle in front of him. He never imgained he would ever have to deal with this kind of situation, and if so, a young life wouldn't be on the line.

For several miles the chase continued, then sirens were up ahead. Clint nknew of the tire strips, and he saw rubber explode on the truck in an instant as nails gorged into them. He slammed on the breaks, and went around in the ditch, to avoid the trap. He couldn't believe that Sky was still driving. The truck was tore up, and it was personal property. There would be some sort of lawsuit for that as well. The academy would probably have to pay for the damages. At least they had her now.

But then, everything took the turn for the worst. The officer watched in horror as the truck spun off into a cement pillar, the front end crushing instantly. What stopped it from flipping over, no one would ever know, "Oh my God..." His black mustang quickly raced past the cops and he got on scene first. He threw off his seatbelt and opened the door, not bothering to close it as he ran over to the vehicle that now had smoke coming from the hood. The door was bent in, but he was able to yank it open. Once the door was open, he saw her face, "Sweet Jesus," he muttered. Blood ran out of her nose and she had bad cts on her arms where the windshield shattered through.

Cop cars had arrived and the deputy sheriff waddled over, pushing Clint out of the way, "C'mere girly," he snarled reaching to grab her. But the young office quickly intervened, "don't touch her," he said in a stern voice. An ambulance arrived on scene as well, paramedics rushing over to the vehicle.