Abigail Clark had just woken up when her alarm clock rang. 'Early as always' she said to herself. She was always early. If it was for school, cheer practice or even football games. She yawned and stretched her thin, tan arms and sat up pushing back her plush purple comforter. "Another day closer to graduation." she said out loud. Walking over to her stereo she turned it up on full blast to wake her up. She washed her face and dressed for school in their school uniform. She slipped on the burgundy plaid skirt that barely reached her thighs, a long sleeve white dress shirt and red blazer with the school emblem sown on the left hand side. Walking into an empty kitchen she noticed a small folded piece of paper with her name on it laying on the counter. She opened it. 'Abby, Your mother and I have gone on a business trip. We will be back this weekend. Be sure your brother doesn't burn the house down. ~Love you! Dad' She crumpled up the note and threw it in the trash. She grabbed an apple and munched on it. After brushing her teeth and applying the minimal amount of make-up she slipped on her small red tennis shoes and walked out of the house. She walked to her shiny black Mustang, got in, and drove off. After seven hours of torture, and two hours of cheer practice she finally pulled into her driveway. Getting out of her car she walked to the mailbox and retrieved the mail. Though one thing stuck out. Two envelops were labeled with her neighbor's name and address. She walked through her perfectly manicured lawn and straight to the door of the massive home. She climbed the staircase and rung the door bell standing, and waiting for them to answer.