Your school made fun of you, you told you best friend that your were dating Jeff the Killer, of course, they don't believe because they think his a myth. You sat on your bed, sad, you wanted to go with your friends to prom, but everyone dared you to bring Jeff to prom. A few taps hit you window, you glance to it, to see Jeffery. You open the window, he smiles at you, he's wearing suit.. "Dressed?" He climbed in, changing your outfit for you. "Let's go, we'll prove them wrong." He smiled and kissed your hand, you thought he was busy killing- "Come on." He brought you to the truck.