Chapter 1
The loud beep wavered annoyingly throughout the large building known as Sauquoit High School. Students from this New York village scampered out of each classroom, murmuring and laughing with joy. You would only know what that bell meant-school was over with for the day. Eight of hours of class made some students stripped of their freedom and forced to concentrate on American History and Math to name a few.
Cassandra Scott was the ideal high school student. She excelled in all of her classes, prompting her on the Principal's list. Cassie was the All-American girl--Avidly enjoying sports like track and field. The female also had variety of friends as well as a handsome boyfriend which helped her keep her sanity. Cassandra was the envy of all the other girls at school who longed for that kind of life.
Her thin body wore a slinky, beautiful pastel pink spring dress. The soft flowered fabric ended near her lower thigh. The female was glued into a white halter top that was itched with "sweetheart" on her large breasts. Her black, straight hair was thrown back into a ponytail. The girl's beautiful, tanned face was powdered with makeup, especially her smoky brown eyes.
Cassie was walking down the small hallway along side her best friend, Lynne. The two gabbed about current high school gossip as well as boys. They stopped at their respective lockers, opened them and piled their notebooks inside.
"Cassie, what are you doing tonight?" Lynne was dying to know.
"Studying for the chemistry test for tomorrow." She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Ryan's supposed to be taking me out to dinner. Why you ask?"
"I was thinking about practicing for tomorrow's meet. Frankfort is getting better and better every year."
"Oh, I hear ya. They nearly kicked our asses last year. That would be the best but if only I wasn't busy tonight."
"Ok, it's no problem. At least I gave you an invite. If you change your mind, I'll be at the track around seven." The friend than slammed her locker shut. "Later."
"Bye." Scott murmured.
She grabbed a folder and then she closed her locker. A hand massaged her scrawny neck and she immediately turned around. There was Ryan smiling at her, he was her ever loving boyfriend.
"Hey, baby." His sexy, husky voice cooed.
"Hey. I thought you had practice after school?" She said, smiling back.
"Yeah, I do but I just wanna tell you that after practice, I'm gonna hang out with some of the buds. So I guess we won't be..."
"But you hung out with your pals for the past three weeks. When are we gonna be just by ourselves?"
"Soon, honey...very soon." He promised, while he wrapped his arms around Cassandra.
"Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes in repugnance. The female then shoved Ry's hand away from her. "Have fun with your friends."
She stormed downstairs and then to the lobby. The girl found that the buses were gone and the next time they would return to pick up passengers was five-thirty. Three hours from that time! Sighing, she exited the building and ventured to her home via walking. She was in excellent shape, and it wouldn't hurt to get some more exercise. Besides, it would calm her raging nerves. She lived a mile away from the high school. Her journey was just beginning and the fluttering of butterflies was flying in her small belly. She had a strange feeling—that something bad was going to happen inside this dismal town.
It didn't take as long as she thought to reach her rather large home. The young woman sought asylum in her large castle. Sweat dripped down her face, exhausted as if she strolled down the road for hours.