Amy Jade Kelly had the feel of a rose among a patch of weeds. You'd be considered blind if you haven't noticed its beauty. When she would enter a room, smiling and flipping her wavy brown hair, people would stare at her like she was a goddess. They'd be awed by her beauty and with the perfect life she has. They couldn't help themselves.
You see, Amy Jade was just a sixteen year old girl. She was a tall, pretty girl, with a very white complexion, but not pale. She had eyes the same shade of brown as her smooth and wavy hair. In some way or another, people tended to be drawn to her. Despite being the Mayor's only daughter, being the richest and most fabulous kid in school, and having the school quarterback for a boyfriend, there was a certain inevitablilty to Amy Jade that made people beleive that the world was gonna bend to her wishes.
One Friday morning after her Biology class, Amy went out of the room, carrying her Chanel tote with her iPhone in her hand and looked around. The lobby was crowded. And as what she experiences and observes everyday, people still tend to stare at her from head to foot. Some whispering, and some just enjoying the view.
She felt a familiar hug from the back. It was Blake, her boyfriend. "Lunch at my place." Amy smiled as her boyfriend whispered the invitation, which suddendly turned into a frown."I have to get home. Mom just arrived from Paris," Amy declined the sweet and tempting offer. "Oooh.. Do you want a ride home?" he said while hugging her. "I have to bring Twinkie home. The maids are gonna polish her. It's Friday, remember? Tomorrow then." She was referring to her pink Porsche. The one her parents gave her as a birthday gift for her Sweet Sixteen. After a few hugs and kisses, Amy proceeded to the school parking lot.
It was a very hot day. When she approached Twinkie, an old lady was standing by her Porsche and leaning on the door.
"Hey, uhh. Move." Amy said in a sharp tone. The old lady seemed to ignore what she said and just stared at her. With all her anger, Amy pushed the old lady and left her lying on the parking lot. "Geez." And drove her way off.
On her way home, she noticed that she hasn't reached their mansion yet. It was already 1pm when Amy noticed she'd been going around the same direction. She reached for her phone. But there was no singal. Fear enveloped her and her sorroundings.
It was approximately 3pm.
She looked around..... and when facing her direction... The old woman was by the backseat....
Darkness.
-to be continued
