Chapter 1: The Beginning

"Phil! Phil!" yelled Keely as she ran into the cafeteria. She plunked herself down in the seat right across from him.

"What? You just found out Pim is actually not my sister and she is being taken away to an animal control center?"

"Uh… no! But the annual 'Miss Pickford' contest has begun and I am FINALLY get to join." she replied.

" 'Miss Pickford' contest?"

"Yea! Every year, Pickford celebrates the year that the town got started. There is a huge parade and a town picnic and everything. Plus, there is a contest and the winning girl will be crowned 'Miss Pickford' and gets to ride on this really cool float. I have been dreaming about this my whole life."

"Cool, but what do you mean you finally get to join. What happened for the past three years?" asked Phil curiously.

"Well… um… lets just say I have had really bad luck."

"Continue…"

"Well, three years ago, I got the flu. Two years ago I broke my arm and last year I overslept and missed the tryout thingy. I was so mad. But nothing is going to hold me back this year. I WILL become 'Miss Pickford.'


"Hey, what's up with the line?" Pim asked.

"Oh, the annual 'Miss Pickford' is coming up soon. All the girls are signing up." replied Lil' Danny.

"What's the 'Miss Pickford' contest?"

"Every year, all the girls sign up to become 'Miss Pickford.' Whoever wins gets to ride on the float during the parade, a thousand dollar shopping spree at the mall, their picture in the paper along with a story, and they show up to every town event there after." explained Lil' Danny.

"Why would you want to do that? Then again, think of all the power. Everyone would look up to me and I would have all those suckers in the palm of my hand." Pim mumbled to herself.

"What was that?"

"Oh… nothing. Yea, it was nothing."

"So are you going to sign up Pim?"

"Maybe, I am not sure yet. Well lets go to lunch now, I am starving."

As they turned around and started walking to the cafeteria, Pim heard a voice. She thought it sounded familiar but she wasn't sure so she kept walking. Then she heard it again, a lot clearer, and she didn't like what she heard.

"Oh my gosh, its my Pimsy!"

A/N: This isn't my first story. I have written before but on a different user name. If you think you know who it is, you can write it in the review or email me. I promise to update soon.