I don't own PJ and the O. :( and all that.

Hope you enjoy my story.

BTW I tend to ramble on the A/N. :D

Today started out as a wonderful day, you know, until I got attacked…

I woke up and through the open window I smelt the snow. I jumped up out of my soft bed and rushed into my kitchen.

"I know you aren't going out until you are ready for school!"

"Dad! it is the first snow of winter! Please!"

I turned to face him and gave him my sad face.

"Nope. That won't work this time."

I groaned and marched dramatically back into my room. I slid open my closed doors and quickly searched through it.

I found a pair of white skinny jeans and a white tee with blue flowers and a thin, light blue jacket. To complete the look I threw on blue boots.

I looked in the mirror and brushed through ,y short, white hair.

"There. Can I go now?" He smiled but shook his head.

"Why?" I asked, clearly not whining.

"You haven't eaten yet. You can spend the time on the way to school in the snow."

I skipped over and pulled a package of Cinnamon Pop-Tarts out of the cupboard and tossed them in the toaster.

I tapped my fingers on the counter, waiting for them to Pop up.

Finally, they did and I rushed over to him.

"I will eat it on the way. Love you."

I kissed him on the cheek.

He shook his head, "Don't be late for school! I love you!" He yelled after me.

If I knew that would probably be the last time I saw my dad I would've sat and ate with him, and asked not to go to school that day, but I didn't.

I opened the door and immediately felt the cold rush of the air, but I didn't shiver.

I was hardly ever cold.

I took a bite of the warm, gooey Pop-Tart and starting walking through the snow. I snowflake landed on my nose and I tried to watch it melt, but I couldn't see it on my nose, It was just a blur. I shrugged and continued walking.

My school was about a mile away, it wouldn't take me long to get there. I watched snowflakes land on me and slowly dissolve. I stopped in the powdery snow and dropped flat on my back. I moved my arms up and down, making a snow angel. I stood up -careful not to mess up the end with my feet- and looked at it.

I shook my head and brushed out all the cold snow. I didn't really care about my clothes because they would just get more snow on them as I walked.

I went to mess with my ring on my right hand out of habit and realized it was gone. I gasped and started to search in the snow. I moved through piles, -sadly- destroying my snow angel. I finally found the dark blue ring and sighed. I slipped it on my ring finger and got up off the floor.

It was the only thing I had from my mom, she gave it to my dad and told him to give it to me, before she left.

My dad always said my mom was never ready for a baby, that she was too young. But then so was he, and he raised me fine. I always wondered what it would be like to have a mom, even though I love my dad so much, and I know he tries. Sometimes you just need a mom.

Once my school was in reach I slowed down, I looked at my watch and noticed I still had twenty minutes. I didn't want to be early.

I only had one friend. Sure, I was pretty, I guess but I was weird.

Who wants to hang out with a girl who has white hair naturally?

Nobody except for Vee. She likes me for who I am, even if I have ADHD or weird things happen to me. She is a true friend, but she takes the bus, so she is never early.

A loud dog bark woke me out of my thoughts. Or at least I thought it was a dog bark, it was just really noisy.

I saw a huge, evil looking dog running towards me. It's head probably came up past my hips, which isn't saying much 'cause I'm short. But the point I am trying to make is that it was big. It was also ugly. It had wrinkles all over it and its eyes were piercing. I had no idea what kind of dog it was and I didn't want to stick around to find out. I was scared but when I tried to run I was frozen in my place.

Not to help my situation any it was fast, it was next to me in seconds.

I yelled and started to take off. It was too fast and bit my ankle, I did the worst thing possible and fell down. It jumped on top of me and started snapping at my face.

I heard a familiar voice yelling and then the dog was off of me. I started to feel lightheaded.

I heard banging and yelling but didn't feel up to doing anything about it.

"Come on Hun." Someone picked me up. I tilted my head up.

"Mr. Johnson?"

"Shhhh. It will be okay."

I closed my eyes and drifted off.

If you can guess who's kid she is you get imaginary cookies! Just PM me what ya think.