A Pretty Red Color. ( A Jimmy Casket X Reader Fanfiction)

Chapter One: A "Friendly" Town.

"Um, excuse me, Ma'am!" I called to a woman whom seemed to be in her late 30s, greying ginger hair, and soft hazel green eyes. She wore a green sweater, faded blue jeans with a crowbar hanging off the side, and light brown moccasins that lightly brought her feet across the cold, hard floors of the store. She smiled as I approached her.

"Yes?" She asked with a soft voice. I nervously started twirling my (h/l) {Hair length} (h/c) {Hair color}

"Um, I feel really stupid for asking, but I can't find where the kitchen supplies are" I said slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, you must the girl that moved in where Jenna used to live! Hi! I'm Gertrude!" She said grabbing my hand and firmly shaking it. Nervously, I shook back.

"Uh, yeah, I'm (y/n){ Your Name} "I nervously chuckled "Sorry, I'm not used to people being so nice to me"

"I understand," Gertrude said reassuringly. "Anyway, you said you couldn't find the kitchen supplies?"

"Yeah, I feel really stupid that I haven't been able to find them yet." I replied

"Oh, it's fine, they almost hide them in this place, I remember when Jenna first moved in she had trouble finding the same thing," Gertrude chuckled.

"If I may ask, what happened to this, Jenna you speak of?" I asked.

"Oh, she died about, three months ago," Gertrude said, almost un-phased by what she had just said. My eyes widened in shock.

"I just bought the house from her about three months ago," I said, rather disturbed.

"Yeah, It just happened so suddenly, it was a shock to everyone," Gertrude admitted. "Anyway, the kitchen supplies are at the end of aisle 15, all the way in the back of the store."

"Thanks?" I said a little confused.

"No problem! Good luck moving in!" Gertrude said before leaving, holding three cans of chicken noodle soup. I had a hard time taking everything in, I mean, everyone here seems really nice, but the town has the highest crime rate, including Murder. Maybe it's just because the people are too nice, and the people that belong in jail aren't put there because they're always given the benefit of the doubt. Whatever the reason, I'm sure I'll do fine. Little Butts North Carolina can't be that bad,

Right?

{That's right, I'M BACK! And hopefully for longer. I plan on trying to update this and my other current story once a week. If you didn't read through the whole description of the story, I welcome ideas from the readers. I will try to post a new chapter of this every Friday, and a new chapter of my second ask and dare series on Wednesday. Lastly, please leave your feedback! I enjoy knowing what you guys like about my stories. Until next time!}