This is my second story. I love this movie so I wanted to make a fanfic. My OC is used. OBVIOUSLY. Hope you enjoy.

This was the worst headache ever. I mean I've had some pretty sick hangover's put this one takes the cake as worst. Now if only I could get myself out of bed and to the shower. I made an attempt and my head started pounding more. I glanced at the clock on the far wall. It said 10:30. My shift at Hot Topic started at 11, and if I was late one more time I was fired. That was enough motivation to get me out of bed.

I grabbed a pair of blue skinny jeans, a black tank top, a towel, and washcloth.

By the time I finished in the shower it was 10:50. I grabbed my hair brush and ran to my car. Traffic was not heavy but every time the light was red I had to quick brush my waist length platinum blond hair.

The parking lot was almost empty. No one really shops at the mall in the morning. The clock said 10:58. Two minutes. I ran to the entrance, through the mall, and straight to Hot Topic. I ran through the employees door in the back, and punched my name into the computer.

"You're just in time Stella", a voice from behind me said.

I turned around and saw my boss standing there.

"Get to work. There are customers out there'.

I did as he said. I sat at the cash register and put my feet up on the counter. This was going to be a long day.

My shift was over in ten more minutes. Finally. I just wanted to get out of this hell hole.

"You looked swamped", I herd my friend Dale say.

I looked up at his round face. "I am".

"Rough day'?

"Yeah, this one chick, who thought she was all bad ass tried to get in a fight with me because I wouldn't give her a discount for her birthday".

"Sounds like you need some drugs". Dale had a smile on his face.

"What's with the smile". I was confused of why he was smiling. His girlfriend, Angie, was on the verge of breaking up with him and he just got into that Pineapple Express incident.

"What time do you get off of work at", he asked still smiling.

I glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was five minutes to six. "Five minutes".

"I'll take you to my drug dealer. He can give you the most rarest drugs in the country".

"You mean Saul. The guy who gave you the same drugs that almost got you killed".

'Yeah. Saul's the best he'll hook you up with the best drugs. Unless you're chicken".

I got up from my seat and walked out from behind the counter. I went to clock out and returned to where dale was. "Let's go".

We got to Saul's apartment in about fifteen minutes. We were now standing outside the building. Dale pressed the buzzer.

"Who is it", a voice sang out.

"Dale and a friend", Dale said.

"Come right up", the voice said, but it was a little raspy this time.

A buzzing sound went of and Dale opened the door.

We went up to the third floor to apartment 305.

Dale knocked on the door.

It sung open and what I saw next took my breath away.