Okay, this is my first JTHM story so be gentle ^^;;; I don't own him, even though I wish I did -.-;;; Oh! But I do own several original characters of mine that are going to appear in this fic.

Warning- violence, gore, language, attempted rape.

Johnny was practically skipping down the sidewalk as he headed home. Damn what a great day he had! No one has yet to insult him and to top it all off, the BrainFreezy machine down at the 24/7 had a hole in it and was spraying Cherry Doom everywhere!

After having his fill of artificial cherry drink slush, he was now merrily on his way home. Up ahead of him was that weird Goth store and he heard a lot of commotion going on inside.

He lifted his eyebrow, as he saw a young girl no more than 15 being thrown out of the place by a rotund and bald Spanish man. "Alright, alright! I'm going!" The girl yelled, then muttered under her breath as she dusted herself off, "Drunken bastard…"

This earned her a telephone in the temple, thrown by the man as he shouted, "IF YOU THREATEN THE CUSTOMERS ONE MORE TIME, YOU'RE FIRED!!!" She warily stood up and held her hand over her now-bleeding temple.

Her hair was reddish-brown that barely went past her ears that curled at the ends. She was wearing a long-sleeved dark red shirt with a smiley face with X's for eyes and his tongue hanging out that went to her knees, where purple and black striped socks barely showed before her shin-high black and clunky combat boots started. She was also pretty thin and she was quite pale.

She shrugged off the mans' threat and went on her way, humming 'Walk This Way' by AeroSmith and dancing a bit, shoving her hands in her pockets and looking down at her feet. She didn't notice Johnny before it was too late, crashing into him and falling onto her butt.

She hissed in pain as the concrete scraped across her sensitive palms, peeling a bit of skin back. She looked up at him with big Squee-like eyes. "S-sorry, I didn't watch where I was going…" She said nervously, standing up once again.

'Sorry?' thought Nny, 'Huh. Never heard that before,' "I'm sorry for bumping into you," said the young girl, interrupting his thoughts, "I'm having kind of an off-day…" She laughed slightly and scratched a freckled cheek.

She then held out her hand. Johnny looked at her blood-covered hand in bewilderment and the girl noticed this, taking back her hand and raising it to her face, making an annoyed look as she wiped it on her shirt. "Can you believe this shirt used to be sky blue?"

She asked with a laugh, trying to the nervousness building up within her from his blank look. She then held out her hand once again. "I'm Vixen by the way. Who might you be?"

He just stared at her hand, having no idea what was going on. He had never encountered a girl like this. Wasn't she going to make fun of his clothes or something? He then shrugged and shook her hand limply. "Johnny, but you can call me Nny,"

She pondered this for a moment, her face contorting as pained memories flooded back to her. She then took back her hand and looked down at the ground. "U-um, no offense or anything, but nicknames are nothing but trouble for me…"

She said quietly, then glanced at the clock in a nearby store window. "Oh my gosh! I have to go! Bye Johnny!" She then flashed a quick smile before she rushed past him, but then turned and jogged backwards and waved to him. "By the way, I really like your shirt!"

Johnny blinked, obviously confused as he absentmindedly glanced down at his shirt, which matched his mood by having a big question mark on it.

Whee! I can't believe this is my first JTHM fic! I should've written a million by now! O.o anyway, I thought Johnny was a little OOC, what do you think? Anyway, next chapter will hopefully be up soon! ^^