Raylyn stared at the road ahead, her knuckles white upon the steering wheel as she bit her lip. â€œI donâ€™t careâ€ by Fallout Boy was playing on the radio, making her foot press down further on the accelerator. God , collegeâ€¦damn government, money grubbing.. Suddenly as she topped the hill a deer darted out scared for its life. Slamming on her breaks as her heart was nearly in her throat she panted. Was it being chased? Taking a deep gulp of air she peered out into the pitch black of night, her high beams the only source of light upon the winding road to Upton.<br/>Since quitting college, due to her poor expenses she decided to move. Move where? Anywhere, as long as it wasnâ€™t Independence, then out of nowhere upon her searches for small towns, the name Upton popped up. Super small town yet rich with oil fields, but with a ripe population of 36. Very small, and she liked that idea. Moving into a place where no one would be able to find her, and she could start all over. Raylyn, had, had a dream and she still kept it close to her heart, to become a biologist, to help everyone, anyone. But, that was her Native American blood pumping within her veins.<br/>Blinking she lifted her head to glance outside of her Buik, nothing. God, I must be going crazy, and with that she drove on.<br/>~The next day after arriving in Upton and sleeping in a lumpy Hotel bed~<br/>â€œNow itâ€™s time to look for a job, then a houseâ€¦â€<br/><br/>Stepping out into the morning air of Upton, Raylyn took a deep breath. With a soft groan she reloaded her bags into her Buik and left the room key within the room for pick up later. Her soft subtly curled chestnut colored hair swayed in the light breeze as she glanced at the main road in town. A VooDoo shop? How oddâ€¦<br/><br/>Smiling she shook her head as she adjusted her black top and silk violet vest, wearing her jeans in this heat may not have been the best idea, but she told herself she could manage as she set out on foot to explore her new home.<br/>She could feel herself being watched, but shook the feeling as she came across the local grocery store. Within the main enterance she stopped glancing at the bulletin board to read.<br/><br/>â€œHunters Awareness Group? â€œ she tilted her head as she read the meeting times, well atleast they liked their wildlifeâ€¦right? Giggling to herself she moved on to the next poster, her shoulders seemed to slump as she couldnâ€™t find much else relating to finding a job, let alone a house. â€œGreat, 400 miles away from Independence, just to be homeless in Uptonâ€¦â€ She had only just walked 50 feet from the hotel, and already she felt like a failure. With an exasperated sigh she felt her forehead press against the cool textured corkboard of the board, and closed her eyes.