It's a short one, but it's worth it!

Enjoy ;)

Several weeks later.

It's a warm and sunny afternoon in downtown Los Angeles. Two people are sitting in the middle of a cafe. Their plates are empty and their glasses are only half full. They are deep in conversation, and no one takes any notice of them.

One of the people, a woman, laughs quietly as she looks at the other person, a man. She smiles excitedly, "That is so hot! Great story, it's like Cabin By The Lake but without the water. I just have one question... So, he buries these girls alive, right? Right, in his backyard. So... how does he choose the girls?"

The man smiles calmly, "By their hands," he answers, reaching out to take the woman's right hand, "Whether or not they fit his," he continues as he laces their fingers together.

The woman giggles, "Scary!"

"You've been chosen," the man whispers, his face is completely calm and his eyes are friendly behind his glasses. The woman giggles nervously and pulls her hand away, her eyes searching his face to find out if he is being serious or not.

"How long does it take to die when he buries them?" she moves on, leaning forward in interest.

He smiles and sighs, "I don't know... I'm still doing the research..."

She frowns slightly and stares at him before letting out another nervous giggle, again unsure if he is being serious.

The man smiles and looks down at his gold watch, "I'm sorry, but I have to be somewhere else," he says, standing up from his seat.

The woman nods, "Of course, it was wonderful to finally meet you, Mr Wells," she smiles, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder as she shakes his hand.

After parting ways, the man walks down the street and turns the corner. He smiles as he finds his destination.

Hollywood Arts High School.

He enters the large building and finds the main reception. The woman behind the desk smiles at him, "Hello! How can I help you today, sir?" she asks happily.

"Hi, I'm here for an interview with Helen," he says with a charming smile.

"Oh of course, hang on two seconds and I'll get her for you," she says, standing up from her chair and going into another room.

As he waits, he looks around the large hallway near the reception and watches the students walking around on their way to class. He jumps in surprise as he suddenly feels a hand on his arm. Turning around, he finds a woman standing beside him. She grins at him.

"Hello! You must be Mr Wells, I'm Helen; Prinicpal of Hollywood Arts," she introduces herself, shaking his hand.

He smiles, "Please, call me Stanley."

Dun. Dun. Duuuuun!

There will be a sequal coming soon, I promise!

Also, I just found out that this story is nominated for Best Movie Remake in The Topaz Awards... what? THANK YOU!

Thanks for reading and reviewing, I love you all!

xoxo