Chapter 1

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Hi , I am Brooklyn Davis And I am 14 years old . Me and My family have recently moved to Deadwood to investigate the mysteries of the town . In case you still haven't heard , 23 different girls have gone missing without a trace and my mother , Detective Davis , was assigned to take on the case . So I was found having to move all the way from my San Francisco home all the way here I and let me just say , it's been horrid . I had to leave my great school and my awesome friends , for a old , worn down , 2 bedroom ugly shack my parents are choosing to call a house . So yeah , I'm not exactly happy about the move .

But anyway , I'm starting 9th grade at Richmond High 2 weeks from tomorrow, so I have that to look forward too . Unfortunately, no school can possibly beat mine , but it'll hopefully be close to as good as my old one .

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud Stranger Things ringtone , and when I picked it up I saw that it was from my best friend , Maya.
" Hey"
" Hey"
"Soooooo... my ringtone scared me so bad."
" The Stranger Things one?" She replied .
"Yuppp"
" Is that still your favorite show?" She replied .
" Is Riverdale still your favorite show ?" I replied , sarcastically.
" umm first of all , RIVERDALE IS GREATTTT!!" She said .
" And so is Stranger Things !"I said
"Whatever ! Both shows are great ."
" Nah . Riverdale has too much kissing ."
" IT DOES NOTTT."
" You just don't like it because you've never had a boyfriend ."
" Ok , Ok . FIRST OF ALL . I like the kissing booth , isn't that enough !"
"Umm no ."
We both started laughing .
" I miss you."
"I miss you too."
" I'm going to drive over there ."
" Hang on. Your only 14 , so it's illegal , and 2 of all , you would have to drive for like a week ."
" Well , my parents already have jobs here . My mom is working on the dumb case that causes us to move here and my dad just moved his idiotic plumbing business , so I can leave while they're at work ."
" Omg , remember the jingle we made ?" She said .
" YESS."
" we can't shower , can't cook , got a backed up sink , my kids are starting to stink (ewww) it's been 6 hours, ( no it's been 7!) Next time you should calllll DAVIS PLUMBINGGGG for all your plumbing needs !" We both sang , laughing at the time we made the song back when we were 7.
" we couldn't make it sound like a normal song at all ." I said.
" Yeah the beat kept on changing throughout it ."
" Yup."
" Ok so what day are you free?"
" Are you serious ?"
" Let me repeat . What day are you free?"
" Umm .. Wednesday I guess ."
" Ok see you then ."
" Wait Br-"
I hung up before she could possibly object and got to packing - oh I'm so excited ! I should probably start packing so I can leave by Saturday, considering it's like 45 hours without sleeping , or traffic , or possibly getting lost . So yeah . I'll leave tomorrow . Oh wait - my parents don't work weekends . Well , whatever . I'll sneak out . It's not like anything will happen anyway . While I was packing I heard my Husky  , Sierra barking at the door . I gallop down the staies and see my dog barking at the door . When I open the door , to my surprise , there is not a person but a letter . When I open the letter I am shocked at what I see . A white sheet of paper , with the words : " You're  Mine" on it . Oh my God . I have to leave . Now

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