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Chapter 2

Torrie never usually had any trouble sleeping, but she just couldn't seem to doze off on the first night of her vacation. She was tired but there was something keeping her awake and she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. She hated being the last one to go to sleep when she was with her friends, she didn't like silence much.

She looked over at Maria, who always claimed to be the last one to fall asleep, in the bed on the left side of the window. In the bed on the other side of the window was Melina, who could keep a conversation going with anybody, even if she didn't like them. In the bed opposite Melina was Mickie, who was always the voice of reason within the group, and in the bed next to her was Candice, who always attracted male attention wherever they went. Torrie couldn't ask for a better group of friends, although she sometimes wished that Mickie and Melina would get on better than they did.

Torrie looked away from Candice after something caught her eye. It seemed as though a strip of light coming from the window had appeared on the floor. Torrie turned her head towards the window to see that the curtains, which she had been convinced were shut, were now open. She closed her eyes for several seconds and opened them again. The curtains were still apart and the strip of light still lay across the floor. Torrie got out of bed and made her way over to the curtains. They'd probably been open all along, but because she was tired she had imagined them to be shut. She was about to pull them together when she saw someone on the street below. It was a girl who looked around the same age as her, leaning against the railing that separated the beach from the road and looking out to the water. Her long blonde hair blew slightly in the wind, and Torrie could help but wonder why she would wear such a short skirt when she was in the street on her own in the dead of night. Who knew what kind of creeps that would attract?

"What you looking at?"

Torrie jumped slightly and turned to see Maria staring up at her. "It's nothing really." She replied. "There's this g-"

She stopped her words dead as she looked back out to where the girl was standing. She was still leaning on the railings, but she had turned around, and her piercings blue eyes were staring up at Torrie. Torrie had taken one look at the girl's sombre looking face and felt a chill go straight down her spine. Something wasn't right, she felt as if this girl knew her, but Torrie had never seen her before in her life.

"Are you ok?" Maria sat up, concerned for her best friend. Torrie dragged her eyes away from the girl to look at Maria.

"Yeah, it's just-" She had again looked back outside, but this time the girl was gone. It was impossible, Torrie had only looked away for a split second. Maria stood up and glanced over Torrie's shoulder. Torrie looked to Maria, then back to the street, where the girl was still nowhere to be seen. "There was someone stood right there a second ago, I swear!"

"Where?"

"Right there." Torrie pointed to the spot where the girl had been previously. "She was staring out to the ocean and then she was staring at me and then-"

"Are you sure you didn't imagine her?" Maria asked skeptically. "I mean, it is two o'clock in the morning, and I'm guessing you haven't slept yet."

"Yeah." Torrie agreed, calming down. "Yeah, you're probably right." She drew the curtains and went back to bed.

"How come you were at the window anyway?" Maria asked as she lay back down.

"The curtains were open." Torrie replied, pulling the covers over herself.

"They were?" Maria looked confused."I could have sworn I closed them before."

"Are you sure you weren't dreaming?" Mickie asked after Torrie had told her what she thought she had seen early that morning.

"She couldn't have been, I woke up too." Maria answered.

"Maybe you were just seeing things." Candice shrugged.

"That's what I think too." Maria said. The four of them, plus Melina, were all in the hotel café eating breakfast.

"I dunno, it seemed pretty real."

"Maybe she was there," Melina suggested, "and then she left while you were talking to 'Ria."

"But I only looked away for a split second. I think I imagined it." Torrie said, not fully convincing herself. Mickie opened her mouth to say something when they were interrupted by the man known as JBL.

"What did the girl look like?"

Torrie was taken quite aback by the question. "Well, uhm, she had long blonde hair, blue eyes, slim-"

"Did she have black streaks in her hair?" JBL interrupted again.

"Well..." Torrie thought about it. "Yeah, actually, she did."

"Two o'clock this morning?"

"Yeah, but-"

"How did you know that?" Mickie asked Torrie's question for her. JBL moved from where he was sitting into the empty seat next to Candice. He leaned forward and glanced up at Krystal, who was busy with another hotel resident, before returning his attention to Torrie and her friends.

"Have you ever heard the name Ashley Massaro?" He asked quietly, as though he didn't want to be overheard. The girls looked at each other, confused.

"No." Mickie answered for all of them. "Should we have?"

"I'm not surprised that you don't know." JBL admitted. "But that name is famous around these parts."

"Why?" Candice asked curiously.

"Ashley Massaro was rebellious." JBL started. "Quite notorious or it. She'd seem quite tame these days, but back then everything she did was new and shocking-"

"I hate to interrupt," said Maria, "but when was 'back then'?"

"Twenty-one years ago." JBL answered without skipping a beat. "Anyway, she had two lips piercings, matching star tattoos on both her arms and didn't exactly hide the fact that she was sleeping around. She wasn't very well liked - she was too weird for most people. One night, she and her mum had a huge argument about the way she was, and Ashley ran out the door. She'd done it before, but she'd always gone back home afterwards, it was just something she did to calm herself down. Thing is, this time, she didn't return. The last sighting of her was at 2 o'clock the next morning - right outside the Grange hotel."

Maria let out a small gasp, but Melina merely rolled her eyes. "Your ghost stories won't work on us."

"There's more to it than that." JBL argued back, but he never got to tell her what else he had to say.

"Did I hear someone say 'ghost stories'?" Kristal had appeared at the table sounding less than impressed.

"I was just telling them about Ashley Massaro." JBL replied innocently.

"Again?" Kristal glared at him. "What have we told you about your horror stories?"

"They're not horror stories, they're fact."

"Do I have to call hotel security?"

"No need." JBL said, hastily standing. "I'm going for a walk." He stormed out of the cafe, letting the door slam shut behind him.

"I really do apologise for him." Kristal said softly to the girls. "I don't know why he says half the stuff the says."

"It's no problem," Melina assured her, "you get your weirdos everywhere."

Kristal smiled gratefully. "If you need me just give me a shout, k?" She walked back to the counter, where more customers were waiting. Mickie glared at Melina.

"What the hell," she said through gritted teeth, "have you gotten us into?"

Mickie still hadn't calmed down two hours later when they had decided to chill out on the beach.

"I told you the place would liven up though didn't I?" Melina said as she spread sun cream across her arms, trying to reason with Mickie.

"I hate it." Mickie replied simply. "I just hate it."

"You only hate it because of that JBL freak." Melina shrugged. "You don't have a real reason."

"I get bad vibes from it."

"Don't give me that vibes crap."

"Well what do you like about it?"

"Look around! Great beach, the sun is shining, friendly atmosphere, hot guys-"

"Who are checking us out." Candice interrupted.

"Exactly." Melina said matter-of-factly, before completely understanding what Candice had just told them. "What?"

"Over there." Candice nodded in the direction of the two guys in question. "They're totally checking us out."

"It's a shame there's only two of them and five of us." Maria said, furrowing her eyebrows.

"They'll have friends." Candice shrugged.

"They're coming over!" Torrie told them, warning them to be cool.

"Hey." Said the first guy, who had short blonde hair. "Haven't seen you around here before."

"Yeah," said the second guy, who had longer, brown hair, "we'd have noticed a group of hotties like you."

"Hotties?" Mickie questioned him, raising an eyebrow as Melina giggled beside her. She still wasn't in a good mood.

"Ignore him, he's no gentleman." The first guy sat down beside Mickie and extended his hand. "Kenny Dykstra."

"Mickie James." She replied, shaking his hand.

"And I'm John Morrison." Said the second guy as he crouched down and took Melina's hand. "Pleased to meet you."

"Melina Perez," she replied, half giggling as John kissed her hand, "and who said you're no gentleman?"

"Kenny whenever he gets jealous," John smirked at his friend, "which is all the time."

"You wish dude." Kenny replied, rolling his eyes as he turned his attention back to Mickie. "Aren't you gonna introduce us to your friends?"

"I'm Candice Beckman." Candice said before Mickie could get a word in edgeways, eager to steal the attention.

"Right." Mickie said, nodding slowly and knowing Candice's game. "And the blonde one's Torrie Wilson and the other brunette is Maria Kanellis."

"Cool." Kenny replied. "Well me and a couple of our friends are just hanging out underneath the pier if you wanna join us?"

Mickie looked at Melina, who quickly nodded at her, for approval. It was the first thing the pair had agreed on all day. "Yeah, sure."

The seven of them set off for the pier, with John and Kenny walking a little ahead of them to show them the way. Torrie looked out to the ocean, seeing nothing but water meeting sky on the horizon. She could hear her friends talking to Kenny and John, but she couldn't get one thing off her mind.

"What do you guys know about Ashley Massaro?"

"Ashely Massaro?" John repeated looking round at her. Melina threw her a dirty look that said 'why are you bringing that up now?'

"She's some girl who disappeared years ago, before we were even born." Kenny shrugged. "Most parents round here use her name in horror stories to their kids so that they don't wander off and stuff like that."

"Is that it?" Melina nudged Torrie. "I told you it was just a ghost story."

"Oh, is that the punk chick?" John asked Kenny as he realised who they were talking about.

"Yeah." Kenny answered. "Who did you hear that story from anyway?"

"This guy back at the hotel we're staying in." Mickie said. "I don't know if you know him, he's called JBL."

"Oh that guy." Kenny didn't sound too impressed. "He's crazy, he just likes to try and drive people out of town."

"Why?" Asked Maria.

"Who knows?" Kenny suddenly caught sight of the pier ahead and the people who were underneath it. "Yo Punk! Randy! Cody!"

"How on earth did you find these gorgeous ladies?" Asked Randy as they approached.

"Out-of-towners." Kenny replied. "Girls, meet Randy, Punk and Cody. Boys, meet Mickie, Melina, Torrie, Maria and Candice."

Torrie couldn't tell whether it was just because she had stepped out of the sun and into the shade of the pier, but she suddenly felt really cold and she didn't like it.

"I wish the girls around here were as hot as yous are." Randy said as he eyed up Candice, who replied with a flirty smile.

Torrie glanced around nervously. There was something about being underneath the pier that was giving her the creeps. That's when she saw it. A clump of long blonde hair hanging from one of the wooden support beams. That just about freaked her out. Why the hell was there a clump of hair hanging there?

"You ok Torrie?" Maria asked, concerned once again for her best friend. Torrie snapped out of it and looked at Maria.

"Why is there-" Torrie had just about to point out the hair when she found it was no longer there.

"Why is there what?" John asked, confused.

"You know what, never mind." Torrie said quickly, hoping desperately that someone would change the subject.

"She's probably just nervous because JBL's been telling her all sorts." Kenny said, giving Torrie a comforting smile.

"Man, that JBL's a jerk." Punk said aggressively, before turning to Torrie. "Don't listen to him, he's dillusional."

"You got that right." Randy agreed. "Remember that time when..."

But Torrie stopped listening as Randy told his story, because she had looked again, and there was the clump of long blonde hair, flowing slightly in the soft breeze.