it may have taken us forever but at least it's happening now {need guy ; pafp}

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    PLOT
    Arielle and {your character here} have been best friends since preschool. For a long time people have told them boys and girls can't just be friends, and that never seemed true to them- until Arielle runs away from home and (your character here) goes to find her. As everything spirals out of control, they start falling in love.


    RULES


    + be advanced
    + be active
    + be realistic enough



    ♡ Nebula Lynn Aayana ♡



    "I've left of my own accord. Don't come looking for me." The note was Nebula left was simple and got her point across- like everything she said or did. She slipped out of the house quietly in the wee hours of the morning and just drove, on and on and on. She did her best not to think of her friends- that would make her want to go back home before anyone realized she was gone. Instead she thought of her abusive father and pushover mother, who were the ones that made her want to leave. Thinking of them let her drive for six hours without feeling guilty, and at the end of those six hours Nebula checked into a cheap motel just off the interstate to crash for the night. The only thought she had between laying down and falling asleep was "Don't let them find me."

    OCC~ My picture won't be up till I get on my computer in about thirty minutes.


    ~Marcus woke up and rubbed his eyes. He leaped from bed and walked to his closet. He turned the nob and opened the door grabbing a pair of pants and a tee shirt. He grabbed his phone and sat on the bed. He unlocked it and opened the messager. He clicked on Nebula. "Hey whats up?* he texted with a smiled on his face. He walked down stairs and grabbed a bowl of cereal. He started to eat it.

    It was almost noon when Nebula woke up. Slowly she sat herself up, confused about her location at first. After a few seconds she grew excited. "I'm six hours away from Boston," she said to herself, smiling like a fool. She jumped out of bed and into the bathroom, and after showering and going through the rest of her morning ritual she was ready to hit the road. Out of habit she checked her phone as she left the hotel room, and immediately regretted it- Marcus had messaged her. For a few moments she stood outside the door of her room, debating whether or not she should reply, and finally she took her location off and sent him a message saying "Can't talk, driving."

    Nebula had just reached her car when her phone went off again. "No idea," she texted her best friend before unlocking and opening her car door. She got in and sat down, then buckled herself in and started the car.

    Nebula just sat and stared at her phone for five rings. Finally she picked it up. "What?" She tried sounding harsh but her voice cracked, so it sounded like she had been crying.

    "I'm fine I just need to see you something is wrong and I need you. Please." He said almost with a small cry. He was worried and upset. Where was she. That was all he could think. He was breathing heavily

    Marcus ran to his room still on the phone. "It's about my mom." He packed his bags and grabbed his keys. "Stay where you are I am coming to find you." He said as her put the bags in the car. He left a note to his dad that he would explain later. He started upthe car still on the pphone

    "I... can't. I'm sorry." Nebula hung up her phone and drove out of the motel parking lot, back onto the freeway. She couldn't let something bring her back.

    Nebula didn't stop to answer her phone. She had a six-hour headstart on Marcus, and she wasn't going to let him catch up with her. She drove farther down the coast, hoping he wouldn't be able to find her- there were millions of people on the eastern seaboard, he probably wouldn't.