Chapter 1

My college roommate, Scarlett, and my dad were dating. She brazenly moved into our house for the summer vacation.

The very next day after she settled in, extreme weather hit: an arctic freeze accompanied by a relentless hailstorm.

As temperatures plummeted, Scarlett claimed her room was too cold and promptly took over my master bedroom.

"Anya, I naturally tend to feel cold. Your room is so much warmer. If you don't want me to, I'll manage, I guess."

"Scarlett, just take her room. You're practically her stepmom now, why can't you have the master bedroom!"

My dad, worried I'd interrupt their quality time, coldly shoved me out the door to buy supplies.

When I finally managed to finish my shopping, I found the yard gate locked. No matter how much I yelled, no one opened the door. Then, hailstones the size of eggs suddenly started falling.

With nowhere to hide, I was beaten to death by the hail, right outside my own front door.

This time, I'll be sipping hot cocoa by a roaring fire, watching them get pummeled by the hail!