One time some guy asked for my number and he was really nice, but I'm in a relationship so I just said no and he was like "no worries, take it as flattery then". THAT'S how you handle rejection, not by stabbing a girl in the fucking neck.
I looked at the red haired boy, he's a murderer. He tilts his head at me and smirks. "I think your gonna be my pet." He says pulling me to my feet and pats my head. Pet?! Oh great. I looked at him and he flashed me a grin. "They call me Red, what's yours?" He asks and I blink with shock but I nod. "Snow." I say, my hair was naturally Snow White, but my eyes were bright green. "Good." He says before he knocks me out and throws me over his shoulder. "No hard feelings, Snow."