"Why do we have to move anyways?" I asked my Mum as we trailed up the long pathway to our new house, my small luggage bag rolling behind me. She turned to me, a scowl across her normally happy face.

"You know why." She simply stated as she walked further onward. I looked at Banjo, my dog and shook my head. He just wagged his tail at me and I turned back to the house. I bet he wont be happy much longer. Mum had entered the house now, 'ooh-ing' and 'ah-ing' at everything new. Apparently it had come furnished, so we didn't have to take our old furniture... Mum probably wouldn't have wanted to take it anyways now that I think about it.

"Oh come look at this place!" She said happily. I entered the home to see her spinning around in the middle, looking up at the ceiling.

"Isn't it wonderful?" She asked as she turned to me, a wide smile on her face. The place was nice, it seemed old but it looked like it must have had renovations or something done to it. The real estate agent was checking in on us in 7 days, to make sure we settled OK.

"Yeah, I suppose its alright." I shrugged and began looking around, heading straight up to the stairs. I could only hope this place has a nice view. I chucked my things in the closest bedroom I could find. It was nice, it had a chalk board at the back of it and a big bed in the middle, I didn't pay much attention to it though. I missed my real home, the one I had grown up in. When Mum told me we were moving here I screamed and screamed at her, but I suppose life just doesn't work like that... which is pretty fucking stupid in my opinion. I grabbed a spotted bandanna out of my bag and headed downstairs.

"Banjo!" I yelled looking for the only semblance of my past home Mum had let me bring. I wasn't even allowed to bring my own clothes. The ones I had in my luggage at the minute I was forced to buy at some shop in Wisconsin. The clothes I was wearing I had only gotten yesterday even. Hell, the woman had even thrown out my damn underwear.

The sound of paws slowly coming around the corner caught my attention. There was Banjo, who had apparently already found the treats I had stuffed in a shopping bag and was munching on a marrow bone.

"Here Banjo." I tied the bandanna around Banjo's neck, not strangling him of course, just making him more... stylish. After I was done patting him and promising him we'd scope out the neighbourhood he trotted off to go see Mum.

"Haley! You mind helping me out?" Mum hollered from the front door.

"Coming!" I ran to the front door and took a couple of the grocery bags she had on the ground.

"Kitchens that way." She said, nodding her head to the left. The minute I walked into the kitchen I ground and looked at mum.

"What?" I pointed to the floor.

"That stupid tile pattern freaks me out..."

"Really? Your scared over a tile pattern?" She asked mocking me and proceeding to put the groceries on the bench I did the same and looked at her seriously.

"I didn't say I was scared... I said it 'freaked me out'." I said shaking my head.

"Why?" She asked incredulously.

"Mainly? Because in every horror movie, when there's floor tiling like that," I said pointing to the ground.

"Someone has always died either on it, or in the house." I said walking away.

It was around 7:30 when they had stopped unpacking. They had only arrived at around noon, so their timing was good if they wanted to go out for tea. Haley was upstairs, searching around the attic, looking at the 'creepy old junk', whilst Alison organised the kitchen.

She had given up asking her daughter to do things for her around the house. Half an hour ago she had asked her to hang up a dangling plant in the kitchen saying 'swing it in the kitchen'. She was then met with her daughter singing 'sweet cherry pie' by Poison and then dancing off, doing all sorts of flips she had learnt whilst going to gymnastic classes a few years back.

Haley had quit though, even though she had displayed 'amazing potential' as her coach had said, she didn't feel right being around those girls. Bitching about the other girls, cooing over the 'hot guys'. Sure, she was good but she couldn't stand it and after her coach had told her 'lose the tits' that was the final straw. Haley wasn't a girlie-girl, but she 'sure as hell didn't want to be flat-chested'.

"Hey! MUM! Come look!" Alison made her way out of the kitchen and looked up at her daughter who was at the top of the stairs. All she could do was stare and try to hold her laughter in. Up on the top stairs was her daughter, dressed in a full body leather suit, obviously made for a man.

"Don't I look sexy?" Haley said winking at her mother and laughing.

"Where the hell did you find that?" Alison said shaking her head.

"The attic, it's got some pretty wicked stuff up there, old time-y dresses, baby clothes, shit like that." She said twirling around so her Mum got the 'full view'.

"You know that's made for a man right?" Her daughter looked at her suspiciously.

"You sure? Because I'm a chick and if it were any tighter around the legs, I'd lose circulation... I cant imagine a dude wearing this... comfortably." She added the last word wincing and looking down. The suit was too big for her, the 'sleeves' of it hung off of her hands, a good inch dangling and the same with her legs.

"Take that thing off!" She said shaking her head.

"I've been trying to for the past half hour! I'm fairly certain I'm glued in here." Her mother finally losing all control burst out laughing. After she finished laughing at her daughters misfortune she looked back up at her daughter.

"Please... help me."

After a good half an hour of pulling, yanking, chaffing, and cussing, the suit was finally off of Haley. Her arms were a little red, aswell as her neck from the rubbing the leather did, but she concluded that she would never try and put that thing on again, lesson well learned. She was in the kitchen now, with Alison and Banjo. Banjo munched on his food and Alison and Haley were leaning up against the bench in the middle, looking up places to eat.

"We could go get chinese?"

"Nahh, I don't really feel like it..."

"What would you want to eat then?"

"Well..." Haley said dragging the word out as she looked at the phone book.

"We could go out. To like, a fancy restaurant. Celebrating the move and all." Haley said looking at her Mum. She just wanted to eat a nice meal and then crash. After 12 hours of driving and barely getting any sleep, that will happen to you. Alison nodded, smiling at her.

"That's a good idea actually. Get changed into a dress or something and we'll head out."

Haley was dressed in the only dress she owned. It was black with long sleeves and a blue corset in the middle, the neckline dipped ever so slightly, and it ended mid thigh and flowed down the bottom, she had tights underneath that were only a little tinted and had dark spots on it. She wore black boots with the dress and straightened her black hair, curling the ends slightly. After she had gone out to dinner with her Mum she had decided she wanted to go up to the attic again. As she climbed up the steps a soft tapping noise filled her eardrums. She peaked her head finally able to see into the attic.

"Anyone here?" She almost whispered. The tapping stopped immediately and she looked around in wonder. Shrugging it off as just her mind playing tricks she climbed into the attic, going through more of the boxes. It was fascinating what was in there. In a few boxes where some clothes from the 1920's and in others there was stuff that looked like it was from the 90's. Pulling out a bumble-bee fashioned sweater she laughed to herself.

"Ahh, the 90's." She said as she continued digging through the box. She pulled out a black shirt with the writing 'normal people scare me' on it. Smiling to herself she chucked it over her shoulder and began searching through a different box. Her hand hit something hard on the bottom. She shifted everything to look at the bottom of the box. There was a gun, a rifle. Haley looked around making sure she was alone and then picked up the gun, inspecting it before wrapping it in her newly acquired shirt.

Alison was in the living room, looking through the want ads. She had no idea what kind of job she was looking for, but she needed one. The settlement had given her quite a lot of money, enough to buy a house and live comfortably for a few years, but she knew that she would go stir crazy if she had to stay in the house all day. So far she had circled a few receptionist jobs, that was it mainly. The one thing she loved to do, she wouldn't be able to any more. Not after what happened with Haley and her classmates. She wouldn't be able to work at a school ever again as a teacher...

On the plus side, yesterday her and Haley had gone out for a lovely dinner and apart from a few turned heads they seemed inconspicuous. Alison was proud of her daughter, being so strong. When she got back she didn't even cry or sob or even show signs of depression. When she got back the first thing she did was hug her Mum and then ask if all the other girls were alright. Apart from a few they were all fine and dandy, Haley's therapist said that perhaps she had repressed the memory. Although Haley knew exactly what went on, and could tell you the whole story without shedding a tear... she choked up a bit when she mentioned MJ but that was about it.

"What are you doing?" Haley's voice appeared out of nowhere and Alison realised she had scrunched up the newspaper into her fist. She stood at the door with an eyebrow raised. Alison flattened out the newspaper and smiled at her daughter.

"Just got lost in thought for a second there." Haley nodded at her Mum, although she was a little worried about her she didn't want to push too much. Not only had Haley been through a lot, but so had her Mum, I mean, she must have been worried sick for those 8 months. Haley could easily handle what had happened but her Mum, well, she was too kind. That's why Haley kept the details sketchy when she recalled the incident to her Mum and why she had begged the police and the therapist not to tell her.

"Are we gunna do anything today?" Haley asked as she slid into the chair next to her Mum.

"I think just a rest day is in order, you know, to get used to the new house. You can skulk out the neighbourhood if you want, I know you've been dying to." She smiled at her daughter. She was right, Haley had been waiting ever since they arrived to look around this place. I mean, there was only so much stuff in the attic, sure she had the basement to go but, surely the attic and basement would take longer then simply walking around the neighbourhood once or twice.

"You're awesome." Haley said before hugging her mother and heading off with Banjo to look at the neighbourhood.

"So, what do you think Banj?" Haley said as she walked along the pathway, returning to her new home. She looked around the neighbourhood a little, but after going around a few blocks and seeing some of the other old homes she had gotten bored. She thought that maybe when she got home she could check out the basement, then go back up to the attic and check out more of the boxes. She was bored... pretty much, she didn't know what she was going to do actually.

"Yeah, I thought it was pretty average too." Haley smiled down at her Wolf. His snow white coat and green eyes made him seem adorable, but, Haley knew if anyone were to threaten her, Banjo would rip them to pieces. Now, normally people in the United States (anywhere really) wouldn't be allowed to actually own a wolf... but since Banjo refused to leave Haley after her incident and after Haley was given training and told how to care for Banjo, she was given permission as well as a card to certify that Banjo, was actually legal under her ownership. It was... awesome!

"I wish there was like a skate park or something around, or a dog park, you could freak the fuck out of all the dog owners that way." Haley walked through the gate into their home. Haley was greeted with her Mum, wandering around the garden, watering the plants.

"You been doing that all this time?" Haley asked as she walked along the path, Banjo right by her side, as always.

"Pretty much, yeah. Sometimes, I dunno... our house seems just a little... eerie, dont you think?" Alison asked and Haley shook her head.

"Any house can seem creepy when you're alone in it Mum, beside, aren't you supposed to be reassuring me there's nothing wrong with our house?" Haley asked as she entered their new home, smiling to her mother as she walked in the door.

Time to check out that basement.

Pic of Haley on profile guys :) as well as a character that will be added in later on. Hope u liked! I've already written the next 3 chapters but I will only post if I get some good reviews =P, bribery... works every time... Tate will be in the next chapter... review review review! Trust me... it gets better... promise!