Chapter Three

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by jlynnmann

by jlynnmann

okay, steam me in the comments. it's been WAY too long. I'm sorry. to make it up to you, I give you this very interesting chapter. It's a short one, but it's more of a filler anyways.

Camryn's POV

It was 3 AM, and I was awakened by a phone call. Apparently, my father was in space. His helmet had slipped off. I didn't hear the rest. I couldn't bear. What is this mess we call a life? The phone rings again. Sergeant Matthews. I send it to voicemail, because screw him.

A fall asleep crying, knowing my father would never see me graduate.

"Cam! Please unlock the door. We're here for you!" Mackeyla yells. I unlock the door.

"Are you , chica? It'll be-"

I pick up my skateboard, and smash it through the window. Bry lets out a gasp.

"Guys, I lo we're ve you all, but can you please leave."

"No not leaving we're staying here until-"

"Get the hell out of my house!" I scream, not even regretting it. I slam my bedroom door shut. I open my closet, grabbing a purple duffel. I go to the safe way in the back, pulling out thirty $20 bills. I grab ten $5 bills, and one $100 bill. I shove it in the duffel. I'm leaving.

I would miss my friends, but dads stick, friends don't.

I pack some clothes, pads, deodorant, etc.

I pull myself up onto the window sill, flinging my duffel over my shoulder. I grab my skateboard, heading for the bus stop.

I get there right on time, just as the last bus is pulling up.

Goodbye, Project MC2.