Disclaimer- Chapter 1

AN- Now lets see what the evil people are doing…. Oh, and Wendy's talking will change, trust me! Ruth'll teach her, I'll pay her to… lol. And I'm also mad, cause UPS wont deliver my Harry Potter book till Monday! Grrrr… Anyway, thanx for the reviews and enjoy the chapter!

Emily, the girl Lane fell deeply in love with and ended up being cursed, hadn't died yet. Nor had she aged, even though the curse was twenty years ago. She was still a teenager, around seventeen, still dealing with acne, periods, and emotional problems. She was a drama queen. She always had to have the last word, back stabbed anyone who was her friend, and caked her makeup on so that it resembled the look of a two-cent whore.

And she was pissed.

Why? Because one of her castle "spies" had told her that Lane had found a girl, and they looked to be hitting it off pretty good.

Now before we get all mean, Emily's real problem, the problem that caused her attitude and prissiness, happened the same year she cursed her boyfriend.

Her best friend Penny had grown boobs and became more popular with the guys than her.

And that was the worst thing that could ever happen to her, according to Emily.

So instead of being there for her friend, as good friends should be, she began to back stab, ignore, and pick little fights with her 'best enemy'.

It's not that Emily wasn't pretty, she was of medium height, and had chin length brown hair w/ blonde highlights and dark brown eyes.

And every guy was weary of her because of her attitude and temper.

So when Lane wanted to "just be friends", Emily went psychotic. And that's how the curse was born.

And Emily was going to try her hardest to make sure the curse would never be broken.

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Caleb looked at his damaged front door. He'd known that his father was going to come home early from the bar, just to have a little fun with his niece.

"Dad? I'm home." He called, throwing his keys on the counter. But the house was deathly silent.

Then Caleb saw the back door was open.

Before he checked outside, he climbed the stairs to the second floor. When he looked into Ruth's room, he saw her dresser drawers were flung open, and her room had been torn apart like a tornado hit it.

"Dad was either really rough, or she got away." He muttered to himself, going back downstairs and walking out the back door.

It had rained the past few days, so the ground was wet and showed footprints easily. He followed the trail, until he got to the beginning of the woods.

That's where he found his father's corpse.

After the wolf had eaten Mr. Lee Smith, he'd deposited the bones and clothing in the front of the woods.

Caleb stared in horror at his dad's remains. He figured then that the little slut Ruth had gotten away, and his dad had been trying to catch her.

He silently promised his dad's spirit he'd make Ruth pay.