A/N: I apologize for the major deletion of several chapters, but I was unhappy at my writing style. After re-reading what I had about four times, I realized it didn't represent my current writing style. If anything it reminded me of how I used to write in eighth grade. Therefore, I am editing a few things, adding more depth into those chapters, and chancing a few little things. Thanks, and I hope this is still liked.
Prologue: Then.
It was a quiet evening like any other. The time was eight o'clock. Seventeen-year-old Alanna Martinez laid on the apartment's living room couch. Her dark brown eyes watched the television screen as some scary movie played. Ahem, while some movie that was supposed to be scary played. However, Alanna never bought into those movies. If anything she would laugh during them rather then yelp or hide under the covers. At the moment she was snuggled underneath a small blue blanket. Her eyes shifted to the corner of the room as her boyfriend walked into the room with a soda.
This young man's name was Nathan Barker, and he was two years older than the girl. He had thick straight hair which was shaded a light brown. It wasn't short or too long, somewhat shaggy. His eyes were a nice brown, the kind that Alanna loved to stare into. He wasn't short, but not that tall either. Perhaps he was around 5'6" and skinny. Rectangle shaped glasses decorated his eyes at the moment. The two had met back in Nathan's junior year at high school while Alanna had been a freshman. It wasn't until the following year that they began going out.
Already a sophomore in college he shared an apartment with a roommate, which at the moment was out. He smiled down at the seventeen year old as he sat down next to her. There wasn't a moment in which his mind was not occupied by her presence. Taking a sip from his soda he poked her gently. She wrinkled her nose over at him.
"Jerk," she murmured. "Didn't get me a soda."
He chuckled softly as he gave a small shrug of his shoulders. "Didn't ask did you?"
"Well I didn't know I had to ask mister."
"So then would you like a soda?" he asked.
"Nope," she replied with a smirk.
Nathan rolled his eyes, but he still smiled. After he placed the soda can on the table by the couch he lay down next to the brown-headed girl, as he pulled the blanket towards him. Yes, he was a blanket hog. He kissed her forehead gently before wrapping his arms around her waist. "You know you ruin the meaning of a scary movie? It's not called a comedy," he stated as she laughed.
"Meh. They just amuse me at how fake they look if you pay close attention," she replied. He chuckled softly not bothering to say anything else.
It was nine thirty-four that same evening when Alanna woke up. By now the movie was over, and it appeared that Nathan had already taken the DVD out considering how the news was now on. Speaking of that boy, where was he? He probably was getting his coat from his room or something along those lines. She yawned as she pulled the blanket off her and stood up. She put her dark brown shoes before going for her jacket, which was on one of the chairs.
"Baby come on. I got to be home by ten," she called out as she put on her black jacket. She sighed as a few minutes went by. "I swear Nathan you better not try to scare me," she muttered under her breath as she walked down the small hallway to the bedroom in the back. The lights were off. She sighed as she shook her head. "Fucking Nathan," she spoke as she flicked the light switch on. She narrowed her eyes, as she didn't see the boy in there. "Nathan!" she called out as she turned to face the hallway. That was when something caught the corner of her eye. Immediately she turned back to face the room as the glimmer from his glasses called to her. There they were in the middle of the room on the wooden floor.
She bit her lower lip as she just stared at the glasses. Finally she walked over to them and lowered herself to pick them up. This had to be the first time a scary movie was actually getting to her. Never did she feel so paranoid like she did now. "Nathan... this isn't funny anymore," she spoke loudly hoping he would hear her and cut it out. At that very moment she looked up at the ceiling, and to her horror she saw the young man stuck there. His eyes were wide with fear as he whispered her name before the ceiling suddenly burst into flames. The only thing she could do was scream just like the girl in the horror movie had screamed as well.
