• Chapter 1

    Sitting in her homeroom, Ashley Brandt stares off into space. Looking at the clock, and day dreaming about her life. She had short, wavy, dark brown hair, and hazel eyes that complimented her hair. She wore a black overshirt, with a white shirt underneath. She also wore black pants with black shoes. She also wore a necklace in the shape of a red heart.
    She twirled her fingers in the necklace while watching the clock. Soon, her homeroom teacher, Mr. Behrens, stood beside her. He was an old man, with grey hair, and a grey moustache, and he wore a brown suit, as if he was working in an office. His eyes were as grey as his hair.
    "Ms. Brandt," he said in a monotone voice, "You are to report to the front office. Someone is here to see you."
    "Okay."
    Ashley slowly got up from her seat, and started walking out of the classroom. She thought to herself as she walked down the empty hall with a blue rug trail leading her to the front office.
    Geez, I didn't do anything wrong. I bet someone's here to see me.
    She bumped into a man with black hair. He had short black hair, and dark brown eyes. He wore a black trench coat, with a white T-shirt underneath. He wore black pants, and black boots.
    She took a step back, and bowed politely to him, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't see you."
    "It's alright," he said softly in a man's voice.
    He stared into her eyes as she stood up from her bow. She took a step to the right, and he mirrored her move. she took a step left, and he did the same thing.
    "Um..." she stammered, trying to be polite, "Excuse me, but I-I need to get to the office. They said that someone's here to see me..."
    "Oh," he said, calmly, "So, are you her?"
    She began to panic as he stared into her eyes, and she turned around quickly, and began to dash to the other end of the hall.
    "S-Sorry! Gotta run!!" she yelled over her shoulder.
    "Wait!!"
    He ran after her. catching up to her as they ran. Ashley turned around the corner, and made a quick right, and started to run hurriedly down the stairs. She missed a step, and fell to the bottom of the stairs. She hit her head against a wall, which made her unconscious.
    The man saw her at the bottom of the flight of stairs, and ran to her. He knelt down beside her, and started shaking her shoulder.
    "Hey," panicked the man, "Are you alright?"
    He noticed that she was unconscious, and look at her, from head to toe. He saw her left ankle was swollen from the fall, and picked her up in his arms. He started to walk down the rest of the stairs, and looked to the right, and walked that way. He reached the nurse's office. He walked inside the small blue and white room, and set Ashley on the bed by the nurse's desk.

    Ashley woke up in the nurse's office, and quietly thought to herself.
    Where am I? I think I must've fallen off of the stairs trying to run from that guy. Who was he anyway?
    She sat up, and rubbed her head. A man's voice soon spoke to her.
    "Are you feeling better, Ms. Brandt?"
    She looked to the left, and saw the same man that came after her walking into the room with an icepack. She stared to panic again, and stammered again as she talked.
    "W-Wait, who are you? How do you know my name?"
    He sighed at her questions, "You really don't know who I am? Well, for one, I know your name because your parents told me. And for two, I'm a famous celeberty."
    "A celeberty? Yeah right. I'll believe that once pigs fly."
    "Have you seen the movie, Sweeney Todd?"
    "Yeah, I love that movie. Johnny Depp sang so well in that movie."
    He sat next to her on the bed, and leaned in so that their faces were close.
    He whispered to her in her ear, "How about a shave?"
    Ashley gasped, and jumped back, almost falling off of the bed.
    "No way! Y-You are...?"
    He smirked, "Yes, I am Johnny Depp. Nice to meet you, Ashley Brandt."