"So, I heard you talked to Hayley today?" There was a long pause before I said "no, I quoted Shakespeare to her." As I laid my head on the steering wheel and heard the horn honk. Raiding my head I saw people staring into the car of the honking horn. "Damnit", I shuddered to myself.

"I don't know what has happened to you" I hear the words in my ears. "The accident is what happened", I choke back tears as I peal out of the schools parking lot.

I love my sister, Emma, but right now I want to be by myself. Answer to nobody. She's the one that everyone loves, perfect student, caption of the swim team. The preppiest girl in school. She has the perfect boyfriend. Emma has everything.

Once upon a time,I had everything too. I wish I could run and run... never experience that moment again. Never had to start over. I used to be a runner. I use "used to be a runner" lightly, because I still run. It's different now. I'm different. He, she, it, is different. Back in *insert town*, I was the fastest runner at my school and then that day had to come. I couldn't show my face again. My dad couldn't show his face either. Damn - he didn't even want to speak about it. He still doesn't. Sometimes it feels like it never happened. I wake up in sweat just thinking about that day.

"What are you thinking about?" asks Emma. I notice that the radio is off, we've been in silence or atleast she has.

I simply reply "running." Emma knows when to be quiet or when to speak her mind.. she knows this is a time for quiet. I stare ahead at the light turning red and I'm thankful for it in a way. *town* is like of like a red light. We moved here a month after the accident. New house, friends, school. New everything. I was new. I was the "jock" turned into the "drama boy." I always liked plays. After the accident, I read a lot. I walked a lot'm - running didn't seem important anymore. Nothing did for a while until I met Hayley. I still remember that day.. I wonder if she does too.