Please read the beginning from R.L Stine's profile and then come to continue here.

When Lucille Walters moves from her hometown to a small city two towns over, she decides to change a few things. Before stepping foot into high school, she decides to hood herself. She decides to keep to herself. She decides to never bother with typical cliques. She decides to be a NOBODY. AND, she decides to keep it that way. Becoming a nobody by choice... It was never heard of. Yet, having dealt with things far too traumatic to be normal and real in life, it makes it easier for her to stay under radar. Even if she wanted otherwise. That changes though, when, for one split moment, she puts herself aside and clashes swords with the most powerful and most dreaded clique of all -The Populars. All for a new nerd in school. At the moment, it becomes all about winning the challenge and showing them who's boss. However, when she realizes what a big mistake she's made, would she back down? Would she give up on showing the popular kids that cliques can change and social ladders aren't so difficult to climb? And what if she stumbles across a dangerous stop along the way of success, called love?

"Where do you think you're going?" I turned around and stared on in horror. My heart stopped dead and my throat choked. In one instinctive move, I took a step back. "Oh, you're not going anywhere from here, sweetheart, except straight to your grave," she snickered with malice. My heart was pounding, the sweat cooling me as it evaporated. It became a struggle to rouse my reflexes. Though abruptly, hurtling through the empty channels of my senses, came the realisation that being afraid was useless at this point in the battle. A battle I had to conquer for my family and friends --for the people I love. My first sensation of blind thankfulness was that my brain was going to withstand the trial. I stood up slowly from the rubble I'd been lying in, smirking at her as her facial features transformed from a devilish grin to a scowl disguising her immense shock. With rising confidence and my bond strengthening with death alongside each passing minute, I felt the last of my fears recede to the back of my mind. "This may be my last, but I will take you to the grave along with me." I announced decisively, now at my complete height. "You think I'm afraid?" I raised an eyebrow, chuckling slightly right after. All traces of amusement left me a moment later as I connected my gaze with her with a new found determination, watching the angst and flickering doubt gnaw at her. "That's where you're wrong," I whispered, a hot tear trailing down my cheek. "I've got you right under my skin..." _________________________________________________________________________ She was the light in the darkness. She was the good in the evil. The calm in the catastrophe. She was all those, but she was still human. She was still imperfect. And unaware. She had been doing perfectly well in life. Until evil gave a knock on her door, and became her undoing.