I'm not a runaway, I'm a survivor

Winters, Elsa Winters

Chapter 1
Elsa's pov
That perverted basterd! It hate him so much! I'm in tinker bells cafe drinking some coffee. A man walks in with white hair and sits at a chair. I finish my drink and get up. I need a car, so I walk outside and spot a bright red truck. The drivers seat is unlocked so I get in and try to start the car. "Start you piece of shit!" I yell threw my gritted teeth. The doors swings open and the white haired dude stands there. "Uh what you doing to my car." He says and looks me up and down. I'm wearing a black beanie with black long sleeved shirt with a red sleeve cut off vest over top with black ripped jeans and black combat boots. I grab my bag from his passenger seat. "Trying to hijack your car to get away from this fucked up country." I say. He looks at me. "I'll give you a ride." He says as I hop out of his car. "Good, by the way your not getting a tip." I say. He chuckles and shakes his head while getting in the drivers seat. I get on the other side and get in. "We'll I have no where to be and I have no one or nothing in this country so how 'bout you and I just go city to city, country to country together." He says. I nod. "We're going shopping first then." I say. "Why?" "I need clothes and food dumbass." I say while placing my foot in the dashboard. "Hey hey hey! Feet off!" He says and pushes my legs off the dashboard. I roll my eyes. "So what's your name?" I ask. "Jack Frost yours?" "Winters, Elsa Winters." I say while pullin my beanie lower down. I look at jack and he's wearing a plaid red and black sweater with a black beanie and black jeans with black combat boots too. "Age?" He asks. "23." I answer. "You look 19, I'm 24." He says. I laugh. "What?!" He says. "Nothing" I say leaning back in my seat. He rolls his eyes and we arrive at the store. "Okay I'll be here." He says. "Whatever." I say and leave him in he car.