Runaway

I sat down while others stared and had there fair share of laughs. Whatever the principal had to say, it wasn't important. At least not to me.
It didn't take me long to get lost in my thoughts.

~minutes later~
The hoof steps of other fillies snap me out of my trance. I stepped down and finally found my teacher. Me and the other classmates follow her back to the classroom.

~*~*~

As the others sit down, the teacher starts talking about the days plans. But of course, I wasn't paying any attention, why does it matter?
Not to soon the phone rings, loudly. I almost fell out of my chair, damn, that phone was loud! Snickers all fell behind me. Why did I have to sit in the front?

"All right. When?"
"In a couple of hours? What about them?"
"Ok. Bye"

The teacher finally hanged up the phone, and went to speak.

"We have an emergency teacher meeting. And obviously since none of you are teachers, you won't be joining us. School gets out early at 1:30."

Guess it's my lucky day, huh? I get out of this zoo early.
~time skip to 1:00~
Lunch is finally over, and I went through the rest of the day like usually. Shake off rude remarks, but some stuck to my head. I ignored all classes and accepted homework. Last class, finally.
As I walked to my last class, reading, I couldn't even get through the door. Ever pony tried to get through the door to finish the last class. I didn't wanna bother with them. I light up my horn and try as hard as I can to teleport inside the classroom. I manage to do it, but barely. I continued to walk to my seat, but I do have to admit, I did walk a little proud. I was one of the few fillies that could teleport, even if it was barely.
But I had a little help with a purple unicorn who stumbled onto our house. Father chased her away, but not before she gave me a book on teleporting. I managed to hide it from him, he hated it when I get anything new.

"Looks at the lil miss show off. She's just like the rest of her family. So what if she can teleport? She'll never be like her mom like she wants too!"

That instantly snapped my attention. Tears puckered my eyes, but I wouldn't give to them just yet. I won't even turn around. I walked, shakily and saddened, to my desk, I thought about that one comment during class.

What if it was true?

~*~*~

Once the bell rang, I ran instantly out. I have made my choice. I'll run away. Not just from home, from the pain of teachers. Bullies. Father. I
Mother would be anything but proud, heartbroken at the least. But I had lost all faith in her. Anything. I'm not taking the bus. Too long. I'm teleporting. Every time I tried, I would fail or get caught before I even did it. It was against school rules, but who cares? I ran to backside of the school. Father got off of work at 3:00, I didn't have much time. I need to pack and get out of there as soon as I can. As I ran to the backside of the school, my heart raced. Teachers yelled at me, but none couldn't leave there stations. Fillies stared, but I couldn't care less. I'm used to the stares. I'm used to it, but tired of it as well. I managed to get to back of the school, but I couldn't catch my breath. My horn light up, brighter then ever. I focused all my energy and strength into this. My legs and horn felt instant pain, but I still focused all the energy into it. Finally the magic flashed, and I was standing in my bedroom. I quickly then emptied my backpack. I didn't take the powder, considering it would run out soon and wasn't anything I needed to survive on my own with. I hurried to the kitchen and grabbed a few water bottles and canned goods, along with a can opener, aswell with s
ome utensils. Hurrying back to the bedroom, I stuffed my backpack
Then I grabbed a jacket, a pair of pants, a shirt and a hat, but only the dark colored clothes that I didn't wear too often. Infact, I hardly wore them at all! I know ponies don't wear clothes, but I will take them as soon protection against poisonous plants. Not good protection, but some. I then went to the dreaded fathers room. I use my hindlegs to break open his locked closet, which takes a while, my legs are weak and the lock is as hard as a rock. I've never looked in there, but has too much damn pride to buy our meat. He always said, and I quote, 'Those damn folks are shitty hunters. No sense in buying fake meat ove' there when you can get good meat in the woods." So I figured he had a knife. I finally found the knifes and took 3. A short one, a long one, and a thick one. I could use them for a defense and use them to hunt. I don't know everything about hunting animals, but I do remember reading a book from a library on how to hunt. I remember most of it, how to hunt of course, how to cut it,and how clean it and cut it.
After stuffing my backpack full, I picked up my watch and checked it.
3:09.
Father takes a good 40 minutes to get here, or and hour and 60 minutes if he wants a beer, which is water and salt mixed together, or if he finds a cute, desperate girl.
I have no time to pack anymore, I fast-walked to the living room and stood at the door, and started having second thoughts.
Should I do this? What will happen? Will I be found? If so, what will I do? What will happen if I get sick?

I decided to take a leap of faith and do it. I open the door and breathed in the fresh air. I don't know why, but I knew this was the right choice. I can't explain the feeling, but I'll never forget it.
Then I took a step out.