Escaping (Open!!)

"Evanessi Civinge! Get over here, now!" Her mother screamed, her voice dripping with disgust. Evan silently slipped into the room. She stared at her mother. The dark hair, the cold green eyes, the attempted motherly outfit: a pale blue dress, it was all useless: Evan could never see her as a motherly figure. "It's Evan." Evan said quietly yet firmly. "That silly old name? No!" Her mother's voice sounded as if it was trying to mimic the ridiculous Capitol accent. "Whatever. Why do you want me?" Evan's cold, unforgiving voice cut through the air like a hot knife through butter. "Your father and I have decided you can't go to the woods anymore." Evan didnt miss a beat. "And? Since when do I care what you decide?" Silence while each thought of a comeback to the other's words. "Whenever you decide to start to actually act like a loving daughter like you are, you can go. " Evan smiled. "And why would I put on an act? Why would I lie?" With that she spun and ran out the door.
She ran as fast as she could, and she snatched a piece of bread from the baker. Oh well. You can punish me, she thought, If you can catch me. She ran down the street, not paying attention. She grabbed an apple from a table selling various fruits. She started to stroll, when someone came up and grabbed her. Instinctively, she turned around and punched the grabber. She pushed away her short red hair which she had recently chopped off carelessly. She finally looked at the person she'd just punched in the eye. She gazed up at the face. She immediately regretted what she'd just done. (OOC:In case you were wondering, the person can be a girl or boy. I left it open. )