My mom had picked the the absolute worst place to move to. A small town (probably not even visible on a map) with perfect little white houses that sat next to each other in neat little rows. A couple of shops, restaurants, a strip mall, and a medium sized high school off to the far right. The town was separated by rusted old train tracks. On the other side sat mostly farmland, feed shops, and supply stores. The only place that even looked worth mentioning was a club near the far back of town located in an old building called The Crypt.

My mother and I would be living in one of those boring look alike houses that I already detested.
"Isn't this wonderful Cassandra?" My mom exclaimed as we entered our new two story Barbie Dream House. I almost gagged at that thought. She set her brown tote by the door. "Here we can have a quiet little life in this quiet little town." There was a slight edginess to her voice, and I knew why.

My father was in league with a big time mob back in New York City. We didn't find out until he ended up killing ten different men and being sent to prison. The press and police bombarded our house constantly and mom got sick and tired of it. Unlike her, that was one thing I couldn't stand; peace.

Mom stared to get the moving men to bring in all our furniture. After about thirty minuets, she gave me thirty bucks and told me to hit the road. Apparently I was getting in the way because I kept yelling at the movers to be careful with my glass cases filled with Living Dead Dolls. I couldn't help it. Those were my favorite because my dad bought them.

My father always understood my style. I was the kind of girl who loved anything and everything black, bloody, and dead. I thrived on moonlight nights, and wished the sun would flicker out like a candle that had run out of wax. I preferred black roses over red ones and always had my hood up and sleeping in class.

My mom didn't understand me. Actually, I think she hated me for it. We are two completely different people. I sometimes catch her giving me glares when she thinks I'm not looking, but tries to act chipper and smiley. Maybe she felt an obligation to take care of me because I was her daughter.

Either way, I now trudged the square beside the train tracks. People glared and gawked at me like I was an alien from another planet. One not even in this solar system. I guess the residents of this town had the same personalities as their houses; shallow and exactly the same.

A group of giggling girls passed me and one actually had the never to call out to me. A perfect brunette barbie doll with small blue eyes. "Hey freak! What grave did you crawl out of?" She turned to her look alike friends and they all laughed like mad.

I however rolled my eyes. "I didn't, but I'd be glad to send you into one." Then I raised my middle finger to her and continued on my way. I was never really know for my class. I didn't care what people thought of me, but I wasn't about to let them walk all over me. I'd fight to the death.

"Hey Monster Girl!" A male voice called over. I turned, ready to pummel someone's face in. Instead I was faced with an good looking (and wealthy) looking teen. He had blond hair and sharp green eyes. His expression fell when he saw my face. "You're not Raven..." he said with the tiniest bit of sadness in his voice.

"No." I replied, getting annoyed. "My name is Cassandra."

"You dress like her." He commented, checking me out. I was wearing a small black mini dress with a silver studded belt. A My Chemical Romance hoodie clung to my shoulders; the hood up of course. My pitch black hair was pinned back with two skeleton clips. Then finally I wore black and white knee high stockings and converse.

"I don't even know a Raven." I turned away. "Maybe you should go find her instead of bothering me." The boy stood their for a moment, caught of guard, then quickly caught up with me.

"Are you new here?" He questioned, walking beside me.

I sighed. "Yes. I just moved here."

"My name's Trevor and I'm the best soccer player and coolest guy around."

"I bet that doesn't amount to much..." I mumbled, but he didn't hear me.

"Hey Trev!" We both heard someone call. A group of jock looking boys clad in American Eagle gear were waving the blond boy over.

He gave me a little wave. "Well then, I'll see you at school." And her turned to join his group. I stood there, watching with only slight interest.

"Why were you with Raven?" I heard one of them ask with disgust in their voice.

"That's not Raven." Trevor spat as if they all were completely simple. "That's Cassandra." He turned to me, smiled and gave a small wink.

I groaned and stuffed my hands into my jacket pockets. I was sick of this stupid town already.

My first day of school was much the same as when I was walking through the square. Lots of stares, nasty faces and people calling me Raven. I was seriously getting sick of that name. I wanted to scream Cassandra in someone's face every time they called me by that girl's name. What was so special about this chick anyways?

Third period had just ended and I was switching my World History book for my Chemistry one. I closed the green locker and came face to face with a girl I almost mistook for my own reflection.

"Hi!" She said excitedly.

"Um...hi." I replied a little confused.

"I'm Raven Madison. I hear you're new." Ohh...so this was the infamous Raven. I could see through other's eyes why we looked so alike. We could be sisters.

"My name's Cassandra Dempsey and yeah I just moved here; sorry to say."

"Yeah I totally agree. This place is a total Dullsville." I giggled at her comment and she smiled.

"Cassandra!" I heard a voice call out. Raven and I both turned around to be faced with Trevor striding towards me. "Hey!" He said smiling, flashing his perfect white teeth. Then he noticed Raven standing beside me and his face fell. "I see you've met the terror of the town." He mumbled motioning to her.

"The feeling is mutual." She snapped. "How do you even know her?"

"I met her a few days ago." He announced proudly. "You would have too if you got out more."

She waved his comment off. "No thanks. I'm allergic to UV rays." I laughed again and Trevor rolled his eyes. Raven turned to me completely ignoring him."My friend, Becky and I are going to get ice cream after school, and I know it's not much to do but then again there isn't much to do in this town. Anyways, I was wondering if you'd want to tag along and we could show you around town."

I smiled at her. "Yes. That would be cool."

"Wicked!" She looked over my shoulder and her face covered with repulsiveness. I turned to see Trevor flirting with that brown headed girl I told off a few days ago. Raven rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to me. "So what class do you have next?"

I gestured to my text book. "Chemistry."

"Me too." She grabbed me by my arm and dragged me toward the classroom. "You can sit by me. The guy that does is a total snore fest." I smiled and gave into her pulling. I found someone who wasn't a copy cat clone. I found a friend.

At lunch I sat with Raven and her two friends.

"Hello! Are you the new girl Cassandra?" Becky asked excitedly, shaking my hand.

I smiled at her, returning the shake. "Yes, and I assume you're Becky."

"Yeah. And this is my boyfriend Matt." He gave me a little wave. Matt had shaggy brown hair and a nice smile. Becky had long brown hair and a slight tan. They looked cute together. "It's scary how much you and Raven look alike." She commented looking at me and back to Raven.

"I know. I thought I saw my reflection when she approached me." I laughed.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" She asked.

I laughed again and shook my head. "No not really. I don't concern myself with boys. They all tend to be jerks." I nodded to Matt. "No offense."

He gave a half smile shaking his head. "None taken."

"You should meet Raven's boyfriend, Alexander. He will totally change your mind. He's so sweet." Then she looked at Matt, probably thinking that she left him out. She quickly hugged him. "But you're the best!"

He hugged her back and I looked over at Raven. She nodded. "Yeah Alexander is the coolest. You'll definitely have to meet him. He'd think you were cool."

I nodded then a question popped into my head, but before I had time to ask it, the bell rang. Time for me to go to Health.

After school had finally ended I found myself sitting in a swing licking a chocolate ice cream cone. Becky was on my left eating a banana flavored, and Raven on my right eating a Rocky Road.

As I was swinging slightly and Becky and Raven were chatting, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. I turned and spotted The Crypt again. "Hey. What's that place?" They both turned in the direction my finger was pointing.

"Oh that's the Crypt. It's a club. The only cool place in town." Raven commented taking a lick of her cone.

"Cool. Could we go?" I asked wanting something other to do than sit in the smoldering sun.

"Totally. How about tonight? It opens at sundown. I'll bring Alexander." She turned to Becky. "You gonna bring Matt?"

She made an apologetic face. "Sorry...I'm going to the Cricket Club with Matt and the team tonight. They've got a game tomorrow." Raven rolled her eyes.

"Okay. Well we'll hang later." She commented dryly.

"Man..." I said realizing something. "I hoped the moving men have put my boxes of clothes in the house... I should have stayed and made sure!" I groaned loudly.

"That's no problem. You can come borrow some clothes from my house."

"Really?" I asked, looking up at Raven.

"Totally. It'll be fun."

I smiled. "Wicked."

Ugh, even though this is 2,000 words it feels like it should be longer, and is too rushed. ARGH.

Anyways, yeah. An OC story. I reread the series and wanted to make my own little twists. Cassandra isn't based off of Raven, she's based off of me. Because that's my attitude towards meanies. D

Enjoy.