Clara stirred in her sleep.
"mmm where am I" she says opening her eyes and seeing a crazy looking clown head in front of her "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she screams getting up.
somewhere in the back yard Tyler heard a scream, but disregarded it admiring his body every two minutes as it changed little by little.
Clara took a deep breath. It looked like she was in some ones attic it was dusty and full of useless decoration. Clara knew something wasn't right so instead of screaming for some one to help her and alert everyone to her presence right away... well everyone that haddn't heard her scream, she snook around and looked for the entrance to the attic the floor creaking with every step. Across the room half buried under a couple of old pots and pans was the exit. Carefully Clara dodged anything that would make a noise making her way slowly to the door moving the pans silently she reaches down and begins to push down the ladder when she hears a voice behind her.
"Leaving so soon?" a old voice says behind Clara she can practically feel the breath on the back of her neck. "Oh don't look so frightened I'm not going to kill you... unless I really have to, but thats rarely the case". Clara for some odd reason didn't find these words soothing.
"Who... who are you?" Clara managed to get out turning around finding that no one was behind her.
"Unpleasant details for another time I'm afraid" the old lady says appearing behind Clara causing her to jump.
"Ahh who are you?! And can you please not do that!" Clara says turning around now face to face with the old woman.
"Why so afraid? I could help you solve all your problems." the old womans voice turns into a soothing hiss
"I don't need your help I'm perfectly fine"
"Really? You do't have any problems with..." the old woman moves around Clara staring her strait in the eyes "... with a certain boy"
"I don't know what your talking about" Clara says moving toward the ladder.
"I know how you feel having such feelings as you do and not even acknowledged by the boy you feel for, it must be killing you inside." the old woman says
"He likes me he just doesn't show it hes shy"
"What about his personally says that he would be shy about something like that?"
"But..." Clara protests
"I can change all that I can make you into someone who he can't resist... all you have to do is clean up this attic, when the job is done I will do it for you" the old woman says holding Clara's arms sympathetically
"Nothing else just clean?" Clara seemed skeptical, but this old lady had managed to move across the room instantly.
"Nothing else, just remember my deals can't be taken back what you become is what you will always be"
"Ok..." Why would some one want to take back their dream? Clara thought to herself as she began to sort though all the boxes.