Chapter 1

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***PICTURE OF CASSEY ON HER FIRST DAY***

After the bath, I quickly changed to my normal clothes; a dress (I feel like wearing an ombre one) , a denim blazer and a pair of vans. As I head down with my earphones in my ears playing my favorite band which is Coldplay with their song Paradise, which was very ironic because I'm going to hell (school) at any minute now.

"Good morning sweetie! Better hurry up or you're gonna be late for school. And please, be a little enthusiastic, I know you don't like school but, promise me sweetie, enjoy your high-school life." mom said with matching puppy eyes. My mom is on her mid 30's. She has green eyes like mine, her hair is golden brown, still hot considering her age, and is 5"7 in height. She's the nicest mom ever. She took of Ian and I. She's a great cook and also very artistic. Most painting that are decorated in our house is made by her. She was an art teacher and a veterinarian. She quitted her job because she wants to focus on taking care of us. Our dad is also a loving man. He's in London because of a business trip. He has blue eyes. Quite attractive considering in his mid 40's and has the most beautiful voice I heard. I remember why mom and dad met; at a concert because dad was in a popular band. And after they met, they suddenly fell in love with each other. I'm very grateful 'cause we could afford almost everything and my dad would often spend time with us even though the hectic scheds he's having. "Sure mom." I mumbled.
"Cassey, hurry up! I'm gonna be late! You know our schools are a bit far. So hurry up or you'll gonna end up riding the bus!" Ian yelled. "Ok ok... Hey, mom, I'm just gonna eat breakfast at the cafeteria." I said before closing the door. "Ok, God Bless Dear..." Mom said.

As I enter the gate, Mr. Mitchell, my homeroom teacher is running towards me. Mr. Mitchell is a cute, handsome, nice, and the most well love teacher in the whole campus. He was wearing his white 3/4 sleeves matched with a blue vest that was complemented with his well-built abs and muscles. He was in his mid 30's but still looks like a college student. He's also our photography teacher, our PE teacher, our Art teacher, and as well as our swimming teacher... Pretty dreamy right? But unfortunately he's married soooo.. Still gonna dream... :P
"Ms. Cassey, please hurry up! Remember, as the newly elected SSG President, you'll have to have a welcoming remarks as well. You are badly needed in the auditorium. Principal Markowitz is already frustrated because some students are wearing un-prescribe outfits and plus, some of the officers are not there as well." Mr. Mitchell barely said. "I'm sorry sir. I kinda forgot but don't worry I'm just gonna do impromptu speaking then. And about my officers, I'm gonna have a word about their tardiness as well (considering I'm tardy as well heheh :P) ." I said. "Ok ok, now hurry, go to the auditorium. I'm gonna go ahead, I have to ran to the faculty to get some things." he said. "Thanks Sir!" I said before running towards auditorium.

I really forgot about this event. I'm actually the SSG Pres. and the top student here in OU (Ohio University). Though, I don't like school, I still get pretty good grades. I excel in almost all aspects. Maybe that's a gift or a ironic curse or something...
Well, as I walk in the hall, I notice a guy, wearing a blue jacket. He was a 6 feet I guess... He hair was a dirty blonde and kinda looks cute just looking at his back. He was looking for someone I guess 'cause he's been wondering what I could guess for awhile now. Maybe he's a new student and may seem to be lost. As the student body pres. it's my obligation to help my fellow colleagues

As I go and offer my assistance to him, he's suddenly disappeared. Oh my GOD! Maybe he's a ghost, or maybe a spirit who's stuck here. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING CASSEY? There are no such things as ghost and besides if there were, they shouldn't appear in broad daylight."
I mumbled to myself.

As I go nearer to the auditorium, a hand suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me away. I tried to scream but nothing came out for I was already and slowly falling unconscious...

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Who grabbed Cassey?
Seriously, on a FIRST DAY of school, someone already tried to kidnap her...

Could her life be a little more crazier than it already is?

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