A/n: Here's a new story that's been nibbling at me for a while, and I decided to post as an additional apology for the short chapter of APS. Without further do here is my newest story.

Meg Griffin stared at her family in the living room from her place at the top of the stairs, with nothing but pure anger in her eyes. For as long as she could remember Meg had been treated horribly by the people she was forced to call family, not a single day went by where she wasn't farted on by her father Peter, or verbally abused by just about everybody else. It had gone on for far too long in her opinion, and Meg had decided that she wasn't going take it anymore.

With one last glare at her 'family' who were watching TV and hadn't noticed her presence, Meg returned to the peaceful solitude of her room. Which was empty save for a large bulging rucksack with a dufflebag tied to the top of it, equal full. Meg walked over to her closet pulled a thin red jacket and put it on before zipping it closed. She then went over to her bed grabbed the rucksack and secured it to her back.

Meg adjusted the rucksack slightly before she headed for the open window next to her bed, where a collapsible ladder had been placed. Before she had started her descent Meg took her signature hat off her head and placed it on the nightstand, right next to a plain white envelope. With that matter taken care of Meg began to climb down the ladder, before her head had disappeared below her windowsill she took one last look at her room and said only one word.

"Goodbye"

And then she was gone leaving her room silent and empty.

Once Meg had reached the ground she folded the ladder back into its' compact form and slipped it in a pocket of her rucksack that still had room, before she walked toward the sidewalk. Upon reaching the sidewalk Meg turned toward Mr. Swanson's house and walked down the sidewalk until she had come to a bus bench, that thankfully was surrounded on three sides. Meg took a seat on the bench to wait for the bus that she knew would be coming in a couple of minutes, because she had studied the bus schedule the last few weeks in preparation for this occasion

And sure enough Meg could hear the sound of the bus approaching her location, which it did a couple of minutes later. Meg stood up as the bus doors opened with a slight hiss, revealing its' driver who took no notice of the teenage girl with the large backpack. 'Perfect' Meg thought to herself as she was counting on the bus driver to ignore her just like everybody else did when they weren't harassing her, she climbed the few steps as the bus' doors closed with a sense of finality.

Meg looked down the aisle of the bus and noticed that it was empty save for a teenage looking boy sitting at the back, with his eyes closed as if he was asleep. After a moment of thought Meg decided to sit next to him, since she decided that running away from 'home' meant a fresh start and what better way than making a new friend. As Meg approached the boy she noticed the large backpack taking up the space to the left of him, though there was still a space to the boys' right that was large enough for her to sit.

Once she was directly in front of the boy who had arms crossed over his chest, Meg cleared her throat semi-loudly which prompted the boy to open his left eye. "Is there something I can help you with?" asked the boy in a tone that wasn't polite, but at the same time wasn't hostile. Meg brushed aside his cold greeting easily as she had been subject to worst, "I was wondering if it was ok for me to sit next to you" said Meg with a smile as she indicated the seat with a hand gesture.

The boy-whose name she didn't know- scrutinized her with his lone eye for a couple of seconds, before he closed it and said "By all means". And with another smile Meg sat down in the seat but not before removing her rucksack and placed it on the floor in front of her, then she turned to look at her fellow bus rider. Meg noticed that the boy looked roughly around her age with auburn colored hair that lay flat on his head, save for three thick strands of hair that rested above his right eye. His other eye had a scar going diagonally from the right side of the eye to just below it, another thing Meg noticed was that his skin was a chocolate-brown.

Lowering her gaze Meg saw that he wore a dark gray jacket which was left open, to show a Mtn-dew t-shirt with three metal rods in front of it attached to a thin string necklace around the boys' neck. The boy also wore a pair of light red pants with a silver line spiraling down the pants leg, and he wore a pair of black shoes. A brief noise startled Meg out of her inspection of the boys' appearance, looking up she noticed that the boys' eyes were open and were staring at her.

A/n: Well here's the first chapter of my new story, and I hope you liked it. I came up with this idea after watching 'Family Guy' and how awful Meg was treated and by her own family!. Remember to review and tell me how I did plz.