Hey again! I was super happy with how the first chapter came out so I've decided to continue! I hope that I'm not moving things too quickly, because that has been a major problem in some of my other stories.

I want to thank Darkness Takes Over for being my first (and only) reviewer! It makes my heart swell when people give me their opinions! I am really going to focus on portraying these characters as well as I can make them!

Also, I know that Jill Tuck dose not have blue eyes in the movie, but I really wanted her eyes to be blue here, so please don't murder meXD

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Hellraiser, Nightmare on Elm Street, or Saw. I only own Piper, her friends and family, and anyone else you don't recognize.

Chapter 2

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

My arm shot out from under the covers of the bed, my eyes wide. I quickly shut off the alarm, it read 6:30.

I groaned loudly and threw myself back down on the bed, already dreading the day.

No way I went back to sleep after that nightmare. It left me scared out of my mind with the memory of that horrible man.

After a few minutes, I felt my eyes beginning to drift shut. The sheets felt like silk under my fingertips, and the rare peacefulness of the house calming my heart rate. My head gently lulled to the side, bringing me closer to sleep.

I was just about to give in to my exhaustion when I felt a sharp tug on my hair.

Wait what?!

My eyes flew back open to find my sister, staring at me, two inches from my face.

I screamed. I screamed a high pitched cry of surprise as my sister dropped to the floor, laughing her ass off in her fluffy pink pajamas.

"Felicity don't do that! You scared me half to death!" I exclaimed.

"Awe! I guess I didn't try hard enough!" She cackled, jumping onto my bed again.

My hands went to my chest, trying to calm myself down.

"You should have seen your face! I thought you were gonna pee yourself!" She taunted.

"That was NOT funny," I growled at her, running my hand through my hair.

Felicity only grabbed onto my leg, trying to drag me onto the floor.

"Well gee I'm sorry Pipes. I guess I didn't expect you to be sleeping after all your moans and whimpers from last night," Felicity snickered, dragging out her words.

I felt my cheeks warm in embarrassment.

"That's IT! Get OUT of my room you little brat!" I shouted at the mountain of pink pulling at my leg. Felicity's smug look disappeared as her facial expression shifted to one full of anger.

"MOOOOOM!" Felicity yelled, running out of my room.

I sighed, shutting the door after my screaming sister. I made sure to lock it as well, in case Matt was feeling reckless on this, oh so wonderful Friday.

Slipping out of bed, I lazily strode over to my closet, throwing on my white jeans and looping a brown belt through them. Then of course I couldn't decide what shirt to wear and spent a really annoying ten minutes differing between two shirts. I eventually gave up.

Half-dressed, I shuffled into my bathroom to try and take on the task of hiding my sleepless night. My eyes widened at my mangled reflection, though it didn't surprise me at how awful I looked.

I had dark circles underneath my eyes, and my hair was tangled and matted. I looked like some serious shit.

Growling softly I took a curling iron to my blonde hair attempting to tame it.

After arranging my hair into soft ringlets down my back, I applied plenty of powder underneath my eyes, covering up the dark circles.

Returning to my closet, I finally decided on a layered, off the shoulder peach top. I then slipped on my silver sandals before shrugging on my denim jacket.

I opened my bedroom door slowly, checking the hallways for a sibling. Deciding it was safe, I slug by backpack over my shoulder and descended down the two flights of stairs.

"But MOM! He gets to have one! I want one too!"

"Oh you'll get over it baby sister. I'll make sure to tell you ALL about the fun we have without you."

"Matt. Stop torturing your sister or your not having your friends over at all."

"Yeah Matt! Stop being a meanie!"

"Felicity, if you ever want to have a slumber party like your brother and sister you'll behave yourself."

"Yeah Felicity."

"KIDS!"

Shrugging off the regular morning argument I walked into the room and sat in my usual seat at the table.

The smell of bacon, eggs, and toast wafted into my nose, making my mouth water.

Matt and Felicity sat across from each other, probably ready to pull some hair out of someones scalp. I quickly excused myself to tend to the bacon in case it was my hair that got it the way.

My mother sat right in the middle of my sibling's fight, as usual. Daniel always leaves for work early, most likely to avoid this kind of situation. I didn't blame him.

Placing breakfast on four plates, I sat the cooked meal in front of my fighting family. Matt and Felicity shut up real quick, stuffing their faces with food.

My mother gave me a thankful smile, her blue eyes shining brightly.

"Thank you sweetheart. I don't know what I'd do without you," she said, planting a kiss on my forehead. Both her blonde hair and my own wound together at her sudden closeness. The only difference about my mom's hair was that mom dyed hers.

I was a spitting image of my mother. Same hair, same face, even the same body structure. I looked just like her except for one thing. My eyes. Mom had these super blue eyes that resembled the color of the ocean. Hers were real pretty to look at.

Mine, on the other hand, are nowhere as pretty as hers. I've got my own eyes. Dull and boring, as dark as the clouds on a stormy day.

Secretly, I hoped that I inherited them from my real dad, but of course I never told anyone that.

"Bringith me some juiceith slave," Matt called over at mom, interrupting our conversation. I rolled my eyes before stifling a giggle.

The kid may torment me, but at least he's got a pretty good sense of humor. Unlike Felicity I must add. Matt's addiction to Medieval video games didn't help his English, however, but it was funny most of the time.

Mom laughed, and dramatically began to pour Matt some orange juice.

"Your juice, my lord," Mom joked, making us all laugh.

I had only gotten one bite of bacon before I noticed the time. 7:15.

"Crap! I've got to get to school!" I said, jumping up from the table and grabbing my backpack. I shoved a muffin into my bag on my way out.

"Bye sweetheart have a good day!" Mom called after me.

"Say hi to Jacob for me," Felicity taunted, I slammed the front door shut in response.

I quickly hopped into my silver bug and began to speed my way down the road to Springwood High school.

Since Daniel worked at the bank, mom had quit her job at the health clinic to be able to work with him. Now that they were both so great with money, they were able to afford this awesome car for my sixteenth birthday.

I was pretty stoked when I actually got the car, and and year later, I still get excited when I drive it.

Once I arrived at school, I scampered inside the building to escape the harsh wind. The school was already super crowded, making it difficult to get around.

I trudged my way to my locker, wishing the day was over already.

"Hey look guys! It's the Pied Piper!" A voice hooted from behind me.

Slamming my locker shut I spun around with a small grin playing on my lips.

"Very charming Eric, and I'm flattered. But if I had that kind of power I would have walked you off a cliff a long time ago" I joked, poking him in the shoulder.

"Well I guess I'm lucky then. Tell me, where do you keep your little rat minions?" He asked, a huge grin on his face.

"Oh let off her Eric, at least she didn't call Mrs. Larsen a very fine piece of woman," my friend Meg teased, suddenly appearing behind me.

"Right in front of her!" I added laughing.

"Hey she's in to me!" Eric said, blushing furiously. I swear History was the best class of the day!

"Yeah! The only problem is that she doesn't know it yet," Jacob laughed, ruffling my hair as he walked up behind me. The four of us had arranged ourselves in a circle now.

"Stop messing with my hair!" I whined standing on my tip-toes to try and mess up his hair. My height only let my brush my fingers up to his chin.

"Nice try shorty," he teased, pulling my hair on the opposite side of my head.

"Stop it!" I cried, trying to fix it.

"I got it," Meg said, ruffling his hair on my behalf. Meg was lucky she was tall. Standing at 5'7 she could easily match Eric and Jacob's 5'8.

I however, stood at a 5'5, making me the shorty out of my tall friends.

"Oh no!" Jacob cried dramatically holding one hand to his hair, and the other reaching for the ceiling. Eric laughed and decided to take advantage of the situation.

Eric grabbed Jacob's shoulders.

"Oh my dear Juliette, your locks have been ruined!" Eric cried dramatically.

"Oh Romeo! Thou's hair does not determine one's lovith," Jacob retaliated, playing along.

"Oh god! Come on Piper, before the gay lovers decide to 'make lovith' in the hallway," Meg cried, grabbing my arm while shielding her eyes.

"See ya in Spanish Juliette," I called after Jacob, laughing. Then of course the bell had to ring, wiping the smile clear from my face.

"Later girl," Meg called flipping her brown hair before walking to Calculus.

"Later!" I said before walking to English.

After school (because school was really boring)

"Hey Piper!"

I whirled away from my locker to see Sabrina standing right behind me, green eyes sparkling.

"Hey Brina! What's up!" I asked, happily.

"Nothing much, you working tonight?" She asked.

"Ugh yeah. 4:00-8:00 today. It's apparently my turn on dinner duty," I groaned, rolling my eyes.

"Hey, we'll get through dinner rush together! I come in at 6:00," She said.

"Alright! See you!" I said giving her a hug before gladly walking from the building.

Once I got into my car, I lazily threw my bag in the back and retrieved my work clothes and put them in the seat next to me.

"Here we go!" I said to no one with fake cheerfulness. I rolled my eyes and put the car into gear. This was going to be a long night.

Later, at Springwood Cafe 7:30 ish

"Holy crap," I huffed, taking a seat in the back of the restaurant.

Dinner rush had just started to cool down, and my legs already felt like jello. Looking at my watch I saw that it was only 7:34. Another half hour to go!

"Just fucking great," I grumbled, taking a sip from my bottled water. After straightening my hair, I walked back out onto the floor.

Springwood Cafe was just across the street from Springwood Diner. Two things. One, who puts two restaurants right next to each other, I mean, come on! And second, I found it really annoying how the town put Springwood in front of everything.

I sighed, maybe I was just in a negative mood tonight.

"You feeling ok Pipes," Sabrina asked, carrying a load of drinks on her shoulder.

"Yeah I'm alright. I just want to go home!" I whined.

"Hey! Be grateful you only have like a half hour," she sighed.

"I guess so," I said.

"I think table 7 needs assistance," she called over her shoulder, continuing her rounds. Cursing inside my head I went over to table 7 where a woman sat.

She was alone, with thick brown hair and liquid brown eyes to match. She wore a red shirt and black pants with leather boots that came up to her knees. Her black purse sat by her foot, and with careful eyes I was able to see the inscription written on the side of it. Amanda Young. She was pretty, which made me wonder why she was alone.

You see, just across the street, Springwood Diner was the place where all the loud or annoying teenagers hung out, which is why I applied for a job here. Springwood Cafe attracted mostly young couples that came here to eat, making it a more mature place to work.

"You waiting for someone?" I asked in my friendly waitress voice.

"Huh? Oh no thank you," she said, absent minded. She only glanced up at me, but her expression was filled with either hatred or disgust.

I took a step back, a bit unsettled at her reaction towards me.

"Um, alright. Uh..what'll it be," I asked uncomfortably. The woman's eyes widened at my discomfort, and quickly put a smile on her face.

"I'm sorry about that. Long day," she sighed, plastering a smile on her face. I relaxed a bit.

"Your telling me," I agreed.

"So, what would you like," I asked again.

"Oh I'm not hungry, but thanks Piper," she said.

The hell?!

"Alright then I guess..but if you don't mind my asking, why are you here if your not hungry," I questioned.

Looking back over my shoulder for a moment, I could see Sabrina watching this creepy conversation, obviously trying hard not to laugh.

"Shut up!" I mouthed to her, before turning back to the woman.

"I'm just here to keep an eye on a few special people," she answered. I was seriously creeped out now.

"Umm...eh all right then Miss. Just holler if you change your mind about wanting to order," I told her sincerely before turning away quickly.

"Of course, Piper" she said.

I looked back over at Sabrina, who was now surrounded by some of our other co-workers. Some were looking at me sympathetically, others were practically on the floor laughing.

I ignored them, going back on what the woman said.

"Oh I'm not hungry, but thanks Piper."

Something unique about our restaurant was that we weren't required to wear name tags. Our boss didn't believe in that I guess.

A jolt of fear rushed through me.

"Eh, sorry I keep bothering you Miss, but...how did you know my name," I asked quietly.

I turned around to face her, but to my horror, she was gone.

Yay! Finally done! I know this chapter was a little boring ish, but I promise next chapter will be MUCH better*insert creepy grin.

Please feel free to let me know if I made my OC's home life ok. I'm an only child, so I kinda had to guess on what it would be like to have younger siblings:PP

Don't be afraid to review or PM me if you have any comments, suggestions, or concerns. Thanks!