I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! This chapter has alot of drama in it, so be prepared. But, not in a teen girl drama type way, more like Carmen Winstead drama type way. Anyways, enjoy!

Run. Get away from here, were my thoughts as I ran from my home. I didn't, couldn't, remember (December XDDD) why I had to get away from my mom and her boyfriend, Chad. We used to have a restraining order on him, but for some reason, she got rid of it, and took him back.

I soon found myself at the hospital we always went to when we lived in South Carolina. We had moved when I was seven years old.

I ran straigt to that one room. The one my dad had died in. Even if he was dead, I had to see him one more time.

I ran in to see him standing up, in shorts and a T-Shirt. I ran over to him sobbing. But, not from saddness. From happyness.

When we let go of each other, I looked up at him.

Suddenly, someone wraped their arms around me and held a gun to my head. It was a guy. I could tell because of how big his arms were

Chad.

He suddenly pointed the gun at my dad. I was shaking so much in fear.

Then, I heard a loud noise.

BANG!

"No!" I screamed. By now, I was sobbing. He was only holding me back so I couldn't protect my dad. I knew because he let go of me then.

I ran straight to my dad's side. He wasn't breathing. I saw the blood coming from his chest. I then realised he wasn't as fat as when I was seven.

He turned white. Suddenly, he got up. I hugged him, but he only pushed me down onto the floor. Then, I felt the first blow.

I yelled in pain. My own father had hit me. I couldn't beleive it. I had always been nice to him. And, I had always been Daddy's little angel.

The yelp from me only made things worse. He kept punching me and hitting me and cursing at me. I thought it would never end.

But it did. I suddenly was behind my dad, floating in the air.

But I still saw him beating me. How was that possible? I was behind him, but I still saw him beating me from behind him. It didn't make any sense! Unless...

I was dead.

I couldn't beleive it. I was dead! My own father had murdured me! My own father! I had always felt guilty for his death, but he really was guilty of MY death. I still couldn't beleive it. He was still going strong, too. He was beating my dead body like crazt, but the weirdest thing was, it looked like I was still alive. I was still standing. Oh. Spoke to soon. I had fallen to the floor on my hands and knees. With one last blow, I felt the presence of another person in the room. I turned, and saw a girl about my age. My angel! She had traded places for me and pretended to be in pain, then left my body to make it seem like I died right then! As soon as I realised that, I gave her a huge hug. She looked just like me, but in a pink dress. She had a pair of red wings, also. She also had only red hair, not streaks, and her hair went down to her waist, and had one stripe of dark blue running up and down.

She was exactly the person I wanted to look exactly like.

Then, she started hitting me too! I was in so much pain. Not only physical, but also in my heart. She pretended to be nice so I would trust her!

She suddenly started shaking me.

"Keila! Keila wake up," she said, yet she sounded just like Hannah.

"Huh, what?" I asked, finally waking up from that nightmare.

"Keila, are you OK?" Alejandra asked me. I merely nodded.

"Well, you sure don't seem like it," I heard someone say. I turned around to see four penguins. Skipper was the one who had said it. I could tell by the voice.

"Are you OK?" Private asked. This time, I nodded because I was speechless. I mean, my penguin heroes were in front of me! KOWALSKI WAS IN FRONT OF ME!

As you can tell, I have a slight fangirl obsession. OK, a huge one. But, in my defense, he's got everything I look for in a guy! He's smart, funny, sweet, cute, caring, sensitive, amazing at science, probably not as pushy as Nick... Oh, sorry. I was in my Fan-Girl lala land. My bad.

Anyways, I nearly passed out from excitement. But, I didn't. Instead, I started hyperventailating. I couldn't breath for a second, then my friends calmed me down.

"OK, start explaining," Skipper said. I gave him a questioning look. "Why you started hyperventailating?"

"Oh, that. Well, considering I can understand you guys, I'm pretty sure I have the right to hyperventailate!" I was yelling the last part.

"Well, any normal person wouldn't hyperventalate that bad!"

"Who said I was normal?" That got us started. All of the girls in the roon, me included, burst out laughing. And, that made Skipper mad, so us looking up and seeing him tap his foot impatiently only made it worse. The madder he got, the more we laughed, and the more we laughed, the more mad he got. It was a vicious cycle!

We finally calmed down, and wiped away the tears from laughing so hard.

"OK, even a not normal person wouldn't be that bad, so start explaining," Skipper said.

"You really wanna know?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yes," Skipper responded.

"OK, you guys are..."

To Be Continued

Well? What did you think? Godd stopping point, huh? Also, mutated-duck-rule, you're the only one who wishe my mom happy b-day, and you told me to surpirse you with what I give you, so I present to you *Pulles cover off of gift that is horse shaped* a llama! Cool virtual gift, huh? Also, if you reveiw on this chapter or any futer chapters, then just name the virtual prizes and you get them! Welp, that's all I got. OH! Before I forget, cardshark87? Lay off! How the heck does my story have to much "teen girl drama"? OK, new rule: NO FLAMES! They literally tear my heart in half in a metaforic sense. When I read that reveiw, I so badly wanted to take a knife and kill my self after deleting the story and crying my eyes out! You have no IDEA how much I wanted to do that stuff, cardshark87! Do you know how horrible it feels to get two flames on your very first story? DO YOU? Not to good, I'll tell you that! So, either lay off, or in every chapter, I'll virtually yell at you in the beginning author's note! A fight between you and I each chapter! So just LAY OFF!