A Haze

Chapter 1. Chicago

So, I had this idea. . .

This is a one time deal. As some of you noticed, I took down pretty much ALL of my stories. The reason I took them down is because they aren't edited, they actually have horrible mistakes. As a matter of fact, when I look back on them now, I cringe. I wrote these books before I got good at "show don't tell" and "grammar." Understand these stories are not fixed. However, I know how much some of you would love the opportunity to read them again, one last time, because I took them down without any warning.

For ONLY the month of June, I have decided I'm going to give you guys a treat. I am going to put up all of my stories that were completed. This will not include stories that weren't finished. This is also not going to include the original "BAD THINGS" series. The reason I will not put up the original Bad Things series is because I fixed those books, and I'm currently writing the final book which is the fifth book. I think that after you go back and reread some of these you will understand why I took them down. I think that it will show all of you just how different my writing style is and how I have grown as an author.You won't get the original "His Name Is Lucifer" either because I rewrote it. Hurry up and read them because I'm taking them down by July 1st.

THESE ARE AS IS, THEY HAVE NOT BEEN ALTERED!

NICOLE'S POV

It's June 8th 1991, I just finished my junior year of high school yesterday. Today is Saturday, I hop out of bed my phone in my bedroom ring's. I pick it up off the receiver quickly and plop back down on my bed.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hey loser." William says and laughs.

I roll my eyes. "Hey smelly." I fire back at my best friend. William Chase has been my best friend since the first grade.

"What are you doing today?" He asks.

"Dad's coming home for today he says he has big news won't tell me what it is." I grunt.

"Well I'm coming over." He says.

I laugh. "Okay."

"See ya in a sec." He says and the line goes dead.

He lives right next door, my dad doesn't like him at all maybe because he's gay. My dad always claims that he must be faking it and probably has a crush on me.

I head down the stairs, walk through the huge living room past the huge dining room into the kitchen. My house is massive, my father is a lawyer whom I don't see to often.

I stop dead in my tracks. "Dad?" I ask in confusion he spins around sitting on a bar stool at the kitchen island. 

"Hey honey." He smiles widely at me.

My eyes narrow at him in suspicion his good mood worries me considering to be brutally honest my dad is sort of an asshole.

"Dad." I greet him simply and walk toward's the coffee pot. "You're home early." I mumble.

"Yep." He says enthusiastically.

"Gonna tell me what is going on?" I ask turning to face him.

Just then Billy walks in. "What's up Mr. K." He says.

I snort and giggle into my coffee raising my eyebrows waiting for my dad's reaction. Billy know's my dad hate's him, and he could careless he enjoy's annoying him.

"This need's to be a private conversation Nicole." Dad says irritated, there goes his good mood.

"Just spit it out dad." I tell him.