SAREM

Chapter 4: Racheal

1 Year Ago...

The loud knocking on my door woke me from my sleep. I groaned, throwing the blanckets off me. I stood and began walking to the door muttering curses as I stomped to the door.

" What do you want, I'm trying to sleep! I had to work until 4 this morning!" I snapped as I opened the door. Oh great it's my annoying neighbor. Just what I need. He looked at me with a pissed off look and grinded his teeth.

" Well MAYBE I wouldn't have to bother your 'Beauty Sleep' if you told the mail man that your room is 457 and not 458, and put some pajamas on or something you look like a whore." (Sorry about the swearing its for effect.) He said as his face began to turn red and blue around the eyes. At that moment I wanted to snap his spindly little neck. The guy had brown lanky hair and REALLY thick eyebrows with thin lips, and the clothes he was wearing made him look like a twig.

"Hey now balloon boy I don't have time for your purple face and your caterpillar eyebrow. I have to catch a flight to Boston for your ex-wife's wedding." He blinked at me stunned. I only smirked last night I had hacked into his computer and saw a purchased plane ticket to Boston and New York City(Also there is more to New York than just New York City. It pisses me off when I say I was born in New York they're always like 'Oh New York City' NO). I just knew he was going to bitch about the mail again so I though I'd mess with his head.

"What Kayla is getting married again?" He seemed upset. Well he is stalking her that's kind of perverted, no wait never mind that's completely perverted. I owed Kayla a favor, she wanted me to throw him off her trail so she was away from him.

He was just standing there for a second then he practically threw my mail at me and rushed back to his apartment. I blinked and bent down to pick up my mail and was hit in the head as he ran by with his suitcase and down the hall. Wow stalker much. I walked back into my apartment and slammed the door. Bills, Bills, Bills and guess what mor--. What is this? I held up an black envelope with my initials on it. I opened it and it said,

Dear Racheal,

We are looking forward to meeting you....