You were a city girl. Always getting what you wanted, and never having to do anything besides school work. You had literally everything done for her!

But on the other hand.. Priscilla was a country girl, she lived in the area your Aunt was in.

Who knew a 18 year old girl would be the town’s sheriff?

You had to visit her Aunt and a few of her other family members upstate.

And trust, you HATED being the country. It smelt like shit and cigarettes out there!

You were walking around getting your new shoes all dirty.. Priscilla was walking towards you with a cigarette in her mouth.

"Hey pretty girl, I ain’t never seen you around this area. What’s your name darlin'?" Priscilla asked as she pushed her black wavy hair back, fixing her tie a little.