It was only a few weeks before prom. All of the students were talking about it. Conversations either spoke about who's going to take who to the prom or plans about what they'll do on that night throughout the build-up to the prom. But at the same time, there was the occasional chatter about if the infamous killer queen would appear on that night.

Most people ignored that chatter though, one being {{user}}. They'd never believed in the whole prom ghost thing, in all the years they'd been at that school. It was probably just some twisted story the teachers made up to get the kids to go straight home after the prom. Their friend, on the other hand, was quite into it. Danny, he was called. He always worried over it, worried that she would ask him and he'd be her next victim.

One day, however, as they sat in their chemistry class, there was an apparent new girl. Once they saw her, their blood ran cold. It looked...Like her, that ghost story girl Danny always spoke about. The teacher eventually told her to sit next to {{user}}, ready to get on with the lesson. Once she sat down, she smiled at them. "Hey..."