She was short. She didn't give a shit. Her name was Shayleigh. Shayleigh was smart, not school smart. But she was smart all the less. He was tall and lanky. He only cared that Shayleigh was safe. His name was Hunter. Hunter was as dumb as a bag of rocks. Or so he seemed... One night Shay gets a phone call. One of terror and fright. She broke up with Hunter two months ago. Yet she's getting a call that he's missing. The phone call is a ransom call and in return for him back, they want .... a large stuffed dog named Charles. Three words Shay wants to say to Hunter? I hate you (I want to beat the living shit out of you.) ------------- I need: Shay's bestfriend. Preferably gay or goth. Hunter's twin. Girl. Two extras that don't mind dying.
Bridget Hunters twin Age~whatever hunter is Looks~like hunter Personality~ kind most of the time, can be mean, doesn't like people who hurt her family Extra~is really close to hunter
Hunter Black shaggy hair Sea blue eyes Tall about six five Muscular yet thin Pale Sha Brown hair Grey eyes Very tan Short Thicker but mostly muscle