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-Jasmine

I swore to myself as I stormed, filled to the brim with anger, away from the movies. I could hear my sister calling after me but I didn't turn. As I walked away from her I must have passed over some boundary line. The streets lights, that I keep telling myself were the same as where I just came from, cast an eerie glow into the night. I cursed my sister again for making me wear such a thin coat as the wind blew and the wet fabric clung to my body. I could feel eyes on me and turned. There was only one other person on the street. It was a tall man with white blond hair and blue eyes that still managed to strike fear into my heart even though he was quite far away. In his brown coat and ripped jeans it was clear he wasn't up to much good. When he noticed that I had seen him, he stalked back, almost like a panther, into the shadows. I wasn't given much time to ponder the strange man because not even a minute later my body was yanked around by my sister.

"Suzie! Come back! They didn't mean any harm!" She pleaded. I shrugged out of her arm and glared at her.

"Rachel," I told her, the annoyance in my voice only rivaled with the venom, "I am soaking wet, freezing cold, and done. I just want to get home. And for the last time, MY NAME IS SUSAN!" I yelled at her. Though the moment the words left my mouth I wished I hadn't said them. As I saw the hurt flash across her face I kicked myself for being such an ass.

Rachel is probably the nicest girl I will ever meet. Though Rachel is my twin sister and I lover her with all my heart, we could not be more different. I would stay in the house all the time if I could. I only leave when I really have to. Not that I don't like the city. I just like to say on the ranch because it helps me become more focused on my training. My Mum has a bit of trouble paying for everything so I try to do my best to bring in money with competing in rodeos. Rachel is the totally opposite. She LIVES to talk. She goes to the school in town, only a bit of a drive but she didn't care. She would stay out late and sleep until noon. Every now and then she would give me a call at two in the morning to come and pick her up in the city. I don't really like doing it but shes my sister. Though on the down side almost every time I come into the town everyone thinks I'm her. We both have the same gray eyes and dirty blond hair. The only difference is that she always keeps hers down and I always have mine an a braid down my back. Rachel would never yell at anyone, but I sure would. I have just bit of a temper.

"Look." I told her taking in a breath, "Let's just get home, okay? It's not your fault that this happened. You just wanted me to get out more and I get it, I just like to stay to myself. So let's just head on home, okay?" I asked her. She nodded and we walked the rest of the way to the car

When we got there I tried to open the door but it was locked.

"Rachel, where are the keys?" I asked her. She looked through her purse and a look of horror came over her.

"Oh, Suzie-"

"Susan." I corrected. (She was always trying to give me a nickname.)

"Yea, I must have left them with Mary. I'll go get them. You just wait here, I'll be right back." She told me, ignoring my correction and hurrying away without another word. I sighed and leaned back on the car. Could this day get any worse? It all started when my sister told me that I was going to the movies with her. Apparently she had already asked me and I had told her I would go but I don't remember it. She was trying to hook me up with one of her friends, Bill. Well let me tell you... I never want to see that boy again. I started with him sneezing with my hand and ended with him pouring soda all over me. I would have left before this but there was only one reason I had come to begin with. Rachel really wanted a shot with this boy Mark, but wouldn't go on a date with him without me because she was too nervous. So me and one of her friends, Mary, told her we would go with her on a triple date.

Worst choice ever.

I don't think I ever want to go on a date again. Ever.

"Someone's got a temper." I jumped at the smooth voice. I looked up a saw that it was the man I had seen earlier. I sighed to my self. Idiot girl, Susan. Never ask if things can get worse; they always will. I sent him a look that clearly said I didn't want to be bothered but he ignored me. He walked over closer to me and I wished that I had gone back with Rachel. I was trying not to let him see that I was scared out of my mind but I think he knew. He laughed at me, as I seemed to be cowering in fear despite my attempts to appear otherwise.

"So, Suzie," He mocked, "What made your night so horrible?" He asked. I looked down at my black skirt and tried to think of the conversation I had with Rachel before we left the house about it. Thinking back it seemed so foolish that I would worry about feeling uncomfortable in a skirt when there was a large danger not even 10 feet away from me.

"G-G-Go away." I told him. Trying to keep looking in his eyes. It was strange, I was never scared like this. Though that was probably because I never really had been a situation like this. He laughed again.

"G-G-Go away." He mocked and laughed again. He flicked out a blade and my breathing stopped. I was scared to death. He laughed at my reaction as he waved the knife, watching it glitter in the street light. Then, bringing out an ear splitting scream from me and causing me to fly away from him, he brought his hand down down with the knife out and shattered my window. He smiled and put his knife back.

"You might want to... uh... clean that up." He told me and laughing all the way, he stalked off. I stood there. Stunned.

He was almost gone when he turned around and looked at me again.

"Dallas Winston and don't you forget it... Suzie"