Chapter 1

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"Come on, hurry up Faith you're gonna be late for Comic Con," I hollered.

"Yeah, yeah, don't get your panties in a bunch," she called back.

"I swear to god, Faith Hunt I will ki--."

"Hmmm Wonder Woman or Harley Quinn?" She asked me.

"Definitely Wonder Woman," I replied.

"Harley Quinn it is then," she said sighing.

"Hurry up or I'll leave Harley Quinn behind," I sang.

"Fine, I'm ready let's go," she replied.

My baby sister was wearing a pencil skirt. Pencil heels, a pink blouse with an oversized white lab coat over it, and to top it all off Harry Potter glasses I wore last year and a blonde wig that covered her beautiful long silky hair.

"Wow, you look like Harley Quinn alright," I said in shock.

"As the super villainous said herself sometimes the only way to stay sane is to go a little crazy," she hollered.

As I jumped into my baby, a beautiful vintage Corvette and drove down the street into town where the Comic Con was taking place on Junction street. We moved here a week ago and I'm already comfortable with the place. "Harley Quinn" waved me goodbye to see the super villain that swooned her and made her evil. I parked my baby in between two cars, parallel parking was my forte.

"Hey Leah, how are you?" Sandy asked as I walked in.

Sandy was the "Director" of the music shop as he would call himself. After a week of knowing him I've realized he is not as bad as his scary aura seems to be.

"Hey man, I'm doin okay," I replied," any new music."

"Take a peek at the new collection up ahead," he said with a grin on his tattooed face.

I ran like a cheetah when I saw glimpses of a new record album by Daughtry. My eyes were scanning through all the music records when I heard the shop's bell ring. I chose to ignore it because I was so engrossed in these beautiful albums.

"Hey baby, I think you're lacking a vitamin me," a familiar voice said right behind me.

I turned around as fast I could to see my O-So-Handsome-But-Cheating-Ex-Boyfriend behind me. His blue eyes grew larger with surprise as he saw me.

"Hey Ams, I didn't know it was you," he said with his cute-ass smile. Wait, what did I just say?

"Hey Nathan," I replied trying to keep my cool. As I was trying to walk away he grabbed my hand and spun me around to face him. If we were still dating I would have kissed him already, but we're not and we will never be again.

"Oh come on Ams, don't you miss me?" he asked while wiggling his eyebrows.

"Sorry but I'm allergic to bullshit," I fired back while smiling sweetly," now let go of my hand."

"Still feisty as ever, you haven't changed a bit, have you Amelia?" he said as if my name was the only thing he knew, but it wasn't, ever. He moved towards me getting closer to my face as I squirmed, like a worm,  in his tight grasp. If he was any other guy I would've already kicked his balls, but he was and is the only guy who could prevent me from violently killing him.

"Come on Carson leave the poor girl alone, would you?" a stranger with the most handsome features I had ever seen in my life, said. I have officially realized that I have no control of my thoughts anymore.

"Mind your own business Carter," Nathan sneered.

"I would but she's with me," the stranger said.

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