It has been four months since Skylar saved Mckenzie from the SHAP. As she nears summer, she looks forward to having no school, no responsibilities, just fun in the sun. But that all changes on the last day of school, someone has put a 85 million dollar reward on Skylar and McKenzie. Dead or alive. Now it seems that everyone is after her and they have no choice but to go into hiding, in a little town called Someweare.
I sighed as I opened McKenzie's door.
"Hey, it's me. Just wanted to check in on you."
I saw McKenzie sitting on her window seat.
"Have you taken your medicine?"
"Does it matter?"
"It matters to me." I answered. "I'm worried."
"I'll take them," She answered, "just not now."
"O-okay." I said. "I'm going outside to look around. Do you want to come with?"
"Yeah sure," She said, "I'll be right down."
"Okay."
I walked in my room and packed my backpack with a book, a water bottle, and my new phone. I waited for McKenzie to come downstairs. When she did, we walked out the back door, the house was on a hill, it was steep, it was dense with trees and bushes. We trekked down the trails and attempted conversation.
"So..."
"So."
"Do you have any plans for your birthday?"
I frowned. "I haven't really thought about it."
"Is there anything you want for your birthday?"
I shrugged.
"I'll let you know if I think of anything."
McKenzie nodded, "All right."
"How are things with you and Mark?"
"Oh he broke up with me."
I stopped climbing down, my heard dropped.
"What?" I asked. "He didn't! He DID NOT."
"He did." McKenzie said softly. "He didn't like the fact that I could read his mind. He didn't know how to deal with the PTSD-- which is okay. Most people don't know how to deal with that stuff. And it's okay, I'm fine with it I mean I'm okay with it because he was s--."
She stopped for a moment and shook her head.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." She said softly.
"No.... tell me." I said.
"He was seeing someone else Sky." She said softly. "two days before our breakup. He was seeing someone else."
"He did WHAT?" I asked. "How can he do that?"
"I don't know" she asked. "But it's for the best."
"He don't deserve you." I said angrily. "If I wasn't so far away I would shrink wrap his truck, key his truck, put mustard in his boots--"
McKenzie chuckled. "That last one is going a little too far."
"I can't believe he did that! His face seems so punchable now."
"You've never punched anyone Sky."
"Well, Mark could be the first." I said firmly.
Eventually, we hiked down all the way down the hill and saw a lake. On the other side of the lake was a small house and dock. We sighed and sat at the end of the lake and took a deep breath.
"Nice view." McKenzie said.
"Yep," I said."
"Almost makes you want to take another picture."
"Ha ha." I said.
"I've never asked how you are, how you dealt with your accident."
"I'm fine." I said softly.
"You don't sound convincing."
I cleared my throat. "I still have nightmares, but other than that... I'm fine."
McKenzie nodded. "I know how that is."
I leaned back. "This is a good spot."
McKenzie agreed. I squinted and looked closer at the standing water, then I looked up at the clouds.
"It's about to rain. We should probably head back."
McKenzie nodded in agreement. "Yeah."
I helped her up and turned to climb up the small mountain and lost my breath. I saw a young man, holding a shotgun, it was pointed at us.
"Who are you, and why are you at my house?"
