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yeongwvnhi · 4 years

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You and I on top of it all

This one is quite the brutal piece of work so proceed with caution and be mindful of the warnings. Do tell me if I missed something possibly triggering.

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Pairing - Oneus Hyung line (only one makes it) x fem reader

Genre - Angst, Suspense, Suggestive, Horror, Gore

Warnings - murder, violence, blood, weapons, language, death, injuries, guns, shooting, graphic descriptions of murder and violence, romanticizing these themes for the plot

Taglist - @twancingyunhoe @runaway-fics @bearseokie @kingleedo @malzenn

Word count - 3k

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It was 11pm and you were hurrying down the street to get back home. You weren't planning on being outside when it started. Last year still left you shaking in your boots, but this year you will turn the table and stop being afraid.

What exactly is it?

It is the purge. The day every crime is made legal and services like police, firefighters or paramedics aren't available.

Originally you were planning on just hiding out somewhere safe until the 12 hours were over but not this year. This time you wanted to let loose, go absolutely crazy and see where the night will take you. Maybe you'll find a companion or more? Maybe you'll die, who knows?

Back on topic.. Why were you even out this late? Simple. You bought some nice weapons for tonight. What were those weapons? An array of knives, a bat with spikes and even a damn katana. This time you wouldn't hold back.

A guy came your way and immediately changed course after seeing your array of weapons. This was exactly what you wanted people to do. Fear you, be scared for their life and just run as far away as they could from you.

Eyeing the clock above your TV in the living room while taking off your shoes, you realize that it's barely 11:20pm. The fun would have to wait.

With a shrug you move into your bedroom to put on tonight's outfit. You were going crazy tonight and no one would hold you back, not even your damn clothes.

You have carefully picked out your clothes a few days ago just for tonight. All black to blend into the night, your casual tight fitting jeans and shirt and your newly bought jacket. There you would store all the knives since it had a lot of pockets.

The sound of a notification from your phone made you stop examining yourself in your mirror and with an eye roll you go to check.

Hwanwoong: Hey Y/N, I know that you will be partaking in tonight's purge… I hope you won't die so I can see you again soon..

Your best friend has always been worried about you and everything that could happen.

You: I will be just fine, Woong, don't worry. You better be safe tho or I will kill you.

After you sent your reply, you didn't bother to check if he answered. You wouldn't be taking your phone with you tonight. Everything else besides your weapons will be staying in your apartment tonight… besides your keys, you decided to give them to your friendly neighbor since he would be waiting out the event tonight.

Once again your eyes find the clock and a small smile slowly crawls onto your lips. 11:30pm. Soon the fun would begin and you just couldn't wait to finally get your sweet, sweet revenge.

You secure your sword around your back with the holster and then take your baseball bat. These spikes were so sharp and you couldn't wait to see the damage they would cause.

The weight of your jacket slowly increased the more knives you put into the pockets and you were so full of adrenalin, to find the person who took everything from you.

11:45pm, the crazed smile slowly made its way back onto your lips. Just a little while.

You got up and put your also black leather boots on, tired of waiting for the chaos to unfold.

With the baseball bat in one hand and your keys in the other you exit your apartment. You lock the door and go to knock on your neighbor's door.

The man opens the door and you give him a less crazy smile upon seeing the fear in his eyes. "Hey Keonhee, don't worry i just came here to drop off my keys!" You say and hold up said object.

The taller guy visibly relaxes and smiles back at you. "You scared me there, Y/N"

"Sorry~" you chuckle and put your keys into his outstretched palm. "Please be safe, yeah?"

Keonhee chuckles nervously and nods. "You too"

"Oh I will" you reply, "I'm going to go now. I'll see you tomorrow at 12"

He closes the door and you hear several locks clicking shut behind it, one after another.

You swing the bat up and rest it on your shoulder, mindful of the spikes, and walk down the street. It was awfully quiet now and your gaze meets the giant digital clock on a huge building.

11:53pm

"Hey!" Someone calls after you and you halt in your steps. "Where are you heading to?"

You turn around and look at the guy. Tall, black hair and also full black attire. "Why would you wanna know? But I suppose you already know the answer judging from your choice of clothing"

He walks closer and you now fully see his features. He looks too good to be true. The black turtleneck sweater isn't helping your thoughts either. "You're right" he replies with a sinister smirk. "I'm also going to fuck up someone's life"

You immediately felt drawn to him, he looked just as crazed as you right now.

But that didn't mean you'd stay here any longer to chat away, no. It was almost time and you wanted to get your hands dirty.

So you give the guy an almost too nice looking smile and turn back around.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asks and you hear his fast paced footsteps approach you. "Don't just leave a conversation like that"

You chuckle and start swinging your bat around. "I don't really care about conversations right now, pretty boy"

The Guy scoffs, but you see his smirk in your peripheral vision. "So… are you out for someone special tonight? Or do you just want to blow off some steam?"

"Does it really matter?" You question in return and meet his eyes for a second. "Also, who even are you?"

"I'm Youngjo" He replies and shoots you a grin, this time less sinister. "And I guess it does? I could help you out"

He did have a point, maybe he would actually be of help. "Fine" you nod. "Someone-"

A loud alarm shakes the silence of the city, the purge has started.

The two of you immediately look at each other with an excited expression. "Fuck it, let's spill some blood" he says and grabs you by the wrist, dragging you right into the chaos of people running around left and right.

You manage to escape his grip and fasten your pace to match his.

"Out of my way!" Someone yells and you see a guy running straight at you.

No way you're having that shit tonight. "Fuck off!" You spit back and swing your baseball bat right at the guy's head.

Pretty much to his horror because he can't stop and runs straight into your death trap. His skull smashes against your spiky weapon and you feel his blood splattering onto your face.

Youngjo has stopped running the moment he heard you spitting back at that guy and witnessed the gory scene. He felt his heart skip a beat and met your eyes, both of you dazed.

"That felt so fucking good" You murmur and Youngjo nods eagerly. For that moment the two of you completely blended out the chaos around you.

Until there were gunshots, that's when you reacted and pulled him into an alleyway, hiding behind the wall to not get shot.

Youngjo cornered you against the wall, one hand beside your head for balance. He had his gaze fixated on your side profile while you were checking where the gunshots were coming from.

"Hey" The tall guy mumbles and your attention belongs to him this instant. "I never thought I'd think that watching a girl smashing a guy's head in would be this hot"

You click your tongue and roll your eyes, but can't help the smirk that appears slowly. "You're crazy"

Youngjo's head falls down and he breathes out a chuckle before looking you dead in the eye. "It would be boring if I wasn't, wouldn't it, sweetheart?"

You can't deny the tingling feeling you felt in your stomach at that and your free hand went up to the back of his neck. "Shut up"

"Make me"

"What the fuck are you doing?" A new voice interrupts the two of you. "Wait- Hyung?"

You turn to look at the guy, annoyance written all over your face for having interrupted the moment. "I fucking hate you for this"

The guy chuckles nervously and Youngjo leans away to stand at a normal distance. "Why are you here, Seoho? And where is Geonhak?"

"You didn't just ask me that" he retorts and holds up a bloody machete. "Obviously I'm out for blood tonight"

A shiver runs down your spine, the vibes that guy gives off are insane. Quite literally.

"Oh" Youngjo's mouth forms an o-shape. "I see. But now where is Geonhak?"

"Ah! Right" Seoho piques up and nods his head in the left direction. "He started chasing some weirdo who was about to get a bit too comfy with this girl"

"Still the nice guy even during a time like this, huh?" Youngjo laughs. "Anyway, we should continue our little fun game now, shouldn't we?"

You grin and pick up your bat. "We should just go as a group, covering more people n shit"

"What's your name?" Seoho asks you out of the blue, nodding at your suggestion.

"Oh, I'm Y/N" You reply before making your way out of the alley and onto the street. "And I see a group of people right up front"

"Let's spill some blood then, shall we?" Youngjo smirks.

The two guys follow you and you hear one of them clinking blades together.

"Hey you!" You shout and the group of four, three guys and a girl, look at you. "Wanna die?!"

"What are you gonna do, little girl?" One of the guys shouts back and you halt in your steps.

With a dark chuckle, you open your jacket and pull out a knife. "I'll fucking kill you" is your only response as you throw the knife at him. It connects with his thigh, making him scream in pain and fall to the ground.

"You have good aim, doll" Youngjo mumbles while passing by you. "Now I'll finish him"

"Leave some fun for me too!" Seoho whines and just runs at the group of people, slicing the girls throat with his machete with ease.

Her blood pours out of the massive gash and you hear her gurgling on the liquid.

One of the two unharmed guys squares up against Youngjo, but he's at a disadvantage in height.

Youngjo makes quick work of the guy, pulling out a knife from a pocket on his pants and stabbing him in the chest. He pushes the guy away from him and he collapses on the corpse of the girl.

The fourth guy must've ran away so it's only the injured man on the ground and your little group.

"Finish him! Finish him c'mon!" Seoho jumps around and you look at Youngjo, but he just nods towards the guy. Your sign to kill him.

"Too bad that you will die now, huh?" You say and lunge the bat right into his face, killing him right on the spot. "Bastard" You spit and pull out your knife from his thigh and put it back where you took it from.

"Jesus christ" Seoho murmurs and you look at him. "That was fucking hot"

You shake off the remains of the guy's brain from your bat. "Shut up" you hiss, slightly flustered. "We should find your friend instead"

"Right" Youngjo agrees. "Let's go"

He leads the way with Seoho and you following behind.

"So… are you out for someone special tonight?" Seoho asks and looks at you through his sharp eyes. "You look tense, darling"

"I probably won't find him anyways, I'm tense because I don't know if I will die tonight" You give him your answer and hold your bat just a little bit tighter. "So I'm going to use that as my fuel to create as much chaos as I can"

"I see~" He chirps and focuses back on Youngjo who's still leading the way.

After a bit more walking, the two guys spot their friend sitting next to a wall, gun in hand and blood on his hands and face.

"Geonhak, what the fuck happened" Youngjo asks him straight away and kneels in front of him.

"I killed that asshole, but I also accidently shot the girl. They're both dead" he mumbles, but a satisfied grin forms on his lips. "Now she won't suffer anymore"

"Hey get up, we gotta create more chaos!" Seoho urges and you exhale a breathy laugh.

"I think there are a lot of people in the inner city. It's getting louder the closer we get" You say and nod in the vague direction. "Let's go guys"

"Ooohh sure~" Seoho immediately agrees and Youngjo also looks pleased with your suggestion.

"Oh you guys brought a companion?" Geonhak asks and stands up. "What's your name pretty girl?"

You shake the hair out of your face and scoff at the compliment. "I'm Y/N. Now let's go!"

"I know a shortcut" Seoho exclaims. "It's just-"

"No! Your shortcuts are dangerous as fuck!" Youngjo rejects his suggestion.

"C'mon let's just go this way" you tell Seoho. "We can take your shortcut on our way back, alright?"

"Fine" He grumbles in response.

Your group quickly gets to the big commotion in the inner city and you just decide to let hell break loose.

Geonhak starts shooting whoever comes into focus, Youngjo aimlessly stabs people in his way and Seoho attacks everything in his way.

"Let's dance little lady" some weirdo says and faces you, pipe in his hand. "Got ya!" He yells and strikes at you.

You dodge in the last moment, swinging your spiky bat at the dude's face, making him stumble back in surprise. "You got a mean one there, hun. Would be a shame if it went out of your hands, right?"

"Shut up asshole" you hiss and and take another swing at him, this time grazing his arm with a spike and making it bleed.

"That hurt you stupid bitch" he spits with venom. "I'll end you"

"Good luck" you huff and take a step back.

"What-" before he can finish his sentence, you hear a gunshot and blood splattering everywhere.

"Nice shot Geonhak!" You shout and give the man a thumb up. "Saved my ass"

After that little exchange you quickly go on and just smash in people heads left and right.

One was a tough nut though.

"You've got some nerves, little girl" a tall man smirks after he smacked the bat out of your hands and a good distance away from you. "Attacking others from behind. Tch"

"Stop talking, bastard" you growl and pull out your katana, glad you took it with you. "I'll kill you"

"Try to~" he laughs and throws a punch, but you step aside at the last second.

"Go to hell!" You yell and swing your blade at him, slicing his cheek and leaving him in shock.

"You'll pay for that you damn bitch"

After that, a painful shout came from behind you and you heard Geonhak calling out Youngjo's name.

"Shit-" you go to turn around and leave this fucker behind, but he kicks away your legs and you fall to the ground.

"Fuck you" you huff in pain, the katana luckily still in your hand. That's when you see your three companions.

Geonhak has Youngjo's head in his lap and repeatedly smacks his cheeks to get him to wake up.

But he won't.

He's dead.

"Oh noo~ Did your friend die? What a shame" the man mocks and laughs.

You clench your hand around the handle of the katana and roll onto your back and thrust the blade right into his torso.

"What-" He coughs in shock before falling to the floor backwards.

You just stand up and run towards the guys now, falling to your knees next to Youngjo's lifeless body in Geonhak's lap.

"Who did this?" You ask, emotionless, eyes void of anything but rage.

"I did" Geonhak mumbles, hanging his head. "I wanted to shoot the fucker you were fighting, but Hyung caught the bullet"

You remain silent, but you see Seoho behind Geonhak going rigid. "You… killed Youngjo Hyung…?"

"It was an accide-"

Geonhak couldn't finish his sentence. Seoho slit his throat right there and the green haired man's blood splattered your already dirty face even more.

But you weren't fazed. You couldn't help him anymore anyways.

That's when you noticed just how quiet everything suddenly was, so you looked around and saw corpses upon corpses.

"When did this happen?" You ask and look at Seoho, his blank stare not bothering you at all as you stand up.

"I killed the last person before I saw you guys here" He answers and you step away from the two men on the ground, dead and bleeding out.

You heard Seoho walking up next to you. "So this is it? We go home after this and try to get our lives back together?"

"Not necessarily" he says, "we can stay together"

"What do you mean?"

"People who kill together, stay together" he explains and smiles. He actually looks cute and for a second you forgot that he's a serial killer.

But so are you.

"That sounds nice" you smile back.

"So now it's you and I on top of it all" He whispers and pulls you in close by the waist. "You're mine"

Your hands wander up to his shoulders and you move closer. "Only yours" you mumble against his lips and he closes the gap, greedily moving his mouth against yours. His grip on your waist tightens and pulls you impossibly closer.

You'll never forget this day.

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hollands-poppet · 6 years

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BIG BROTHER PART 1// HARRISON OSTERFIELD X READER

Summary: Big Brother is a reality TV show that allows a number of contestants to live in isolation that try to avoid eviction by their houseguest, and last man standing wins half a million dollars.

Word count: 6.6K 💛

A/N: Yay, first part is out.. I still don’t know if this series is working out the way I thought it was so I would LOVE feedback your guy’s feedback, it would help me tremendously. Predictions, theories are also welcomed.

Warnings: A TON of cussing tbh, sort of proofread not really, hella drama even tho its only part 1 hahaha

PROLOGUE

Julie is outside of the Big Brother house as the houseguests are in the backyard of the house, they’re all holding onto a rope that is attached to a small disc, all of their feet barely able to fit on the disk. She comes up on the speaker as they all hang on to the rope, “This Head of Household competition is called “Hang on There.” This competition will require you to hold on to this rope while standing on this small disk, sound easy? Well as soon as the timer starts, the ropes will start revolving and you all will begin to rotate around in a circle while still having to hold onto the rope. Are you ready houseguest?”

The houseguest all give Julie a cheer or a thumbs up, “Alright houseguest, goodluck and goodnight.” Her voice disappears from the backyard, and her shift is over for the night.

The timer starts, and the ropes begin to rotate around the backyard, “Oh fuck this shit feels nasty.” Hayley says as closes her eyes while holding tightly onto the rope.

Tana starts to obnoxiously laugh as the ropes begin to spin her around, “Y’all this feels like the first time I smoked weed.”

Tana’s DR: I want to win this HoH because it’ll make me seem like I’m serious-

Tana loses her grip and ends up falling off the disk first, it hasn’t even been a minute into the competition.

Tana’s DR: Are you kidding me? It hasn’t even been a minute and I fell off, I lost my grip.

About five minutes after Tana falls both Hayley and Joe fall off at the same time, Hayley quickly runs off the mat that they fell on and throws up on the grass.

Hayley’s DR: I was so nauseous, spinning in circles is torture, this wasn’t my comp for sure.

The competition in total has been going on for about an hour and a half, the last houseguest holding on are Madelaine, Y/N, Tom and Shawn.

Shawn’s legs have been shaking and his arms are aching from holding on so tight, and finally his legs give out and he falls on the matt beneath him. He immediately turns around to face the ground and pukes, he vomits underneath everyone so if anyone falls there is a chance they will fall into his vomit.

Shawn’s DR: I couldn’t make it off the mat, I just puked all over. I can’t believe I was able to hang on for that long and not win BUT it’s also good that I didn’t want because I can’t have a huge target on my back yet.

Tom is holding on for dear life, his hands are burning from holding onto the rope, “Girls, if I jump off will you keep me safe?” Madelaine hasn’t even flinched or even gotten out of her zen mode, her eyes are closed as she spins in circles, “I promise, you’re safe with me.” He looks behind him and watches you hold on for dear life, “Y/N? What about you?”

You nod your head with your eyes closed, “Yes, Tom.”

Y/N’s DR: Are you serious, Tom? I’m literally just telling him what he wants to hear.

And once he hears that yes, Tom lets go of the rope that he’s been holding onto for the past hour and a half. He lies stiff on the floor from his hands forming blisters and his calves aching from holding him up on the rope.

Madelaine’s DR: It’s down between me and Y/N, and I can hold on to this rope forever..so I decide to offer a deal.

“Y/N, I see you shaking...let’s strike a deal, I promise I’ll keep you safe.” Her eyes open and she makes eye contact with Madelaine, “Please, let me win.. I promise I’ll keep you safe too.”

Y/N’s DR: I counter offer her deal because I want to win too, but I don’t think I can hold anymore.

“I can hold onto this all day Y/N, please I promise you’re safe.” Your legs are aching, and your muscles are tensing up, you can’t hold on anymore. Before letting go you ask again for re-assurance, “You promise I’m safe?” She looks back at you, “I swear, I won’t put you up this week.” And with that, Y/N lets go and lands on the mat underneath her.

Madelaine’s DR: *holds up the HoH key* I am the first HOH of the summer and I could not be more excited. *claps hands* These houseguest better know I’m not just here to play, I'm here to win.

Madelaine jumps off the punching bag she was holding on to, and lands on her back as she lays stiff on the ground due to her muscles aching. Y/N wipes her face with the towel that Shawn brought to her, she is getting a bit emotional but is doing her best to hide her disappointment.

Y/N’S DR: I made a deal with Madelaine because she was going to outlast me so I just thought I would throw the comp.. anyway it gives me a chance to play in the HOH next week. *she moves her hair from her face* It just sucks to lose.

As Y/N wipes her face with the towel, she is approached by Harrison whose arms are open for hug, “You did amazing, mate.” She lets out a crooked smile as she accepts his hug, “Thank you, it’s Harrison right?” He pulls away, “Yeah but you can call me Haz.”

Haz’s DR: Y/N is a beast, she killed that comp. I just think she’s awesome. *stares into camera and winks*

The houseguests are walking in back into the house from the backyard, the sliding doors lead into the kitchen which everyone stands around in for a bit.

Tana stands on the kitchen counter, “I just want to congratulate everyone on the first competition, you guys all killed it.”

Zendaya scoffs and after taking a drink of her water can’t stay silent, “Dude, you fell first.” It’s like everyone’s head shot in the direction of Tana and Zendaya, was this the first fight of the season?

Tom and Shawn make Ooooo sounds as they watch from the kitchen table a couple of feet away. Y/N, Haz, Hayley and Madelaine watch from the sink and fridge as they still dry up from the competition, they’re not sure what is happening.

Tana claps her hands in sassiness, “So I see someone is bitter about not winning.” Zendaya crosses her arms, “Ain’t nobody bitter, now get your dirty ass feet off the table.”

Zendaya’s DR: Now who does this girl think she is? *taps her head* She’s just being so rude, and having her dirty shoes on the kitchen counter isn’t okay.

Tana slowly gets off the kitchen counter, “Look, I didn’t insult anybody.. if anything you’re being rude by telling me I fell first.”

Z almost chokes while sipping her water due to a sudden chuckle, “I’m not upset about that Tana.. just out of respect for everyone keep your feet off the kitchen counter that’s it.”

Tana’s DR: Is this bitch serious?

“I’m not trying to fight Tana, I’m just saying you know what I mean?” Zendaya scratches her arm as the blonde comes up to her with open arms, “I know my bad, I just got carried away.” They both hug but as they embrace Tana looks dead into one of the house cameras and rolls her eyes.

Tana’s DR: Obviously I’m not sorry BUT *flips hair* Madelaine is watching and she’s the new HOH, if she sees that I’m starting shit she can easily nominate me for eviction so I just decide to squash whatever happened between me and the flight attendant.

*Next Day*

Madelaine is hanging out in the HoH room which is a secluded room upstairs in the house that the head of household gets to have for the week. She is doing her makeup on her bed when she hears a knock on the door, “Come in,” she yells as she looks at herself in her palette mirror.

It’s Hayley and Tom who waltz in after being let in by Madelaine, Hayley lays on the bed as Tom takes a seat on the 3 seat couch in the room. He clears his throat, “We just wanted to congratulate you on being the first HoH of the summer, that’s awesome.”

The redhead puts her palette down, “Thank you, I really appreciate it.”

Hayley picks up for Tom, “No yeah, we’re genuinely happy for you. We just wanted to come see where your head is at.”

She gets up from her chair where she’s doing her makeup and picks up a snickers from the table, “You guys aren’t my targets for sure. I really don’t know what I’m gonna do.” She takes a bite from her Snickers, and sits across from Tom on the couch.

Tom’s DR: If I can plant some seeds in Madelaine’s head about who to put up, I can possibly have her wrapped around my finger this whole summer.

“Honestly, if I were you..I would put up Tana because she’s been rubbing people off the wrong way in the house.. Just like yesterday with that whole thing with Zendaya.” Maddie’s eyes widen, and she slaps her hand on her knee, “Dude, the first thing she asked me when she met me was if I had no soul because I had red hair, like what the fuck is that about?”

Tom’s DR: Uh, Madelaine do you hear yourself right now? Your first nominee is practically slipping out of your mouth.

Hayley’s jaw drops slightly, “That’s not cool! Especially for a first impression... So there is your first nominee dude, nobody is really vibing with her anyway so nobody would be mad.” The redhead nods in agreement as she takes another bite from her Snickers bar, “And who would go up with her?” Tom takes a sip from his cup of water, “Who haven’t you talked to?”

She swallows her chocolate, “Honestly, Keiynan.. he hasn’t talked to me at all since I’ve won.”

Tom’s DR: *rubs hands together* I think she just found her second nominee, now hopefully she goes through with it, as long as my face doesn’t appear on the memory wall… everything is peachy.

*Downstairs*

Y/N is hanging out with Zendaya in the rooms as they are getting to know each other a bit better.

“How did you end up becoming a flight attendant?” The dark beauty wraps her hair into a bun, “I was going to school and I just wasn’t feeling it so I decided to just dropped out started going to flight attendant school and I really figured out I want to study fashion now.”

You sit up on your knees, “DUDE! When we get out of this house, I can feature you at the radio station I work at and we can promote you on there.”

Z smiles, “Stop, no way.”

Y/N claps, “Yes! It’ll be so awesome.”

Zendaya’s DR: Y/N is one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met and I really want to work with her, so since we’re alone I decide to bring up a final two deal.

Z moves from her bed to Y/N’s and sits criss cross style, “Look, ever since we moved in I feel like I could really trust you and we both killed today’s competition.” Y/N nods her head and scratches her upper lip, “No, fucking same dude.”

“Let’s make a final two deal, we taking each other to the end.” She puts out her pinky out and you intertwine yours with hers, “it’s us to the end girl, I swear.”

Y/N’s DR: Z is so chill and she seems loyal and I’ve been vibing with her so I can see myself taking her to end with me.

As soon as you both pull your pinkies away, Harrison walks in the room “What are you ladies talking about?” He makes his voice a bit sassy as he sits next you.

“We were just talking about who Madelaine is going to nominate today.. who do you think?” Harrison bites into the apple he has in his hand, “Um, I’m not sure to be honest with you. I’m hoping it’s Tana.” You slap your hands together and yell in a whisper, “Me too! She’s so fucking rude.”

Zendaya rolls her eyes, “You already know how I feel about that girl.”

Zendaya’s DR: Honestly, I hope Tana’s ass ends up on the block. She’s rude, insensitive and is just loud. She’s just an annoying person.

“Hey guys, we’re gonna do some yoga outside wanna join?” Shawn shoots into the room with a bandana in his hair. Z gets off the bed, “I’m sort of down.”

Shawn fists pumps Z, “Sweet. Tom, Keiynan and Tana will be in the backyard waiting.” He begins to walk away when Zendaya responds, “On second thought, I’m gonna shower.”

Zendaya’s DR: I’d rather rot than do yoga with Tana.. *motions index finger* no thank you.

Zendaya moves past Shawn to the restroom, he shrugs his shoulders, “You guys in?” Y/N lays back down on her bed, “I’m good, I think I’m gonna nap.”

“What about you Harrison?” Harrison rubs his eyes, “Nah mate, I think I’m gonna nap as well.” Shawn rolls his eyes, “Alright, suit yourselves then.”

Y/N’s DR: Does it look like I do yoga?

“So I take it yoga isn’t your thing?” Harrison says as he sits on the edge of Y/N’s bed. Her head pops out of her sheets and looks at the blonde, “Definitely not. I don’t do much physical activity.” You both laugh, and she sits back up on the bed’s headboard.

“You could have had me fooled, you killed that competition.” He lays down on the edge of her bed as the two keep eye contact, “I really wish I had won, but I made sure she wasn’t going to nominate me- I just thought it would be better to throw it and be able to play for the next HoH.”

He nods, “Yeah, that’s a smart move and if I win I swear you won’t go up.” Y/N blushes, “That’s cool thanks, likewise here. You seem like a great asset to me.” He pops up from his spot, “Asset? Don’t you mean friends?”

She laughs, “Well of course, I just don’t want people to get the wrong idea.” He is taken aback, “What do you mean?” She runs her fingers through her hair, “You’re super cool, I just don’t want people to think we’re in an alliance-”

“Or showmance?” He cuts her off and smiles, she brings her lips in between her teeth and chuckles “I came here to win, Harrison.”

He gets up from the bed, “So did I.”

Harrison’s DR: I get where Y/N is coming from, being with somebody in this house usually doesn’t end well. Showmances are number one targets but that still doesn’t stop me from wanting her.

Y/N’s DR: Why does he have to be so hot?! *rolls eyes*

*Later that day*

Everyone is seated at the kitchen table as Madeleine walks in with the two nomination keys. She sets down the box on the table and steps back in front of the memory wall.

“This is the nomination ceremony, it is my responsibility as the head of household to put up two houseguest for eviction. I will turn two keys to lock in my nomination and they’re faces will appear on the memory wall. The first houseguest I nominate is…”

She takes a step forward and turns the first key and the first photo on the memory wall that appears is Tana.

Tana let’s out an obnoxious laugh. Madeleine continues her nominations, “The second houseguest I have nominated is…” she turns the second key and a photo of Keiynan appears on the memory wall.

“I have nominated you, Tana, and you, Keiynan, for eviction.” She turns her attention to the blonde, “Tana, you have rubbed people the wrong way, including myself. I’m pretty sure nobody has a problem that you’re on the block right now.” Then she shifts her body towards Keiynan, “Keiynan, we haven’t really talked at all in this house which shows me that you don’t have my back in here.”

“This is fucked up, I haven’t done anything to you!” Tana yells as Madeleine steps back in front of the memory wall, “Tana, if you would like to talk after like adults then we can. You both still have a chance to fight for the veto. With that being said, this nomination ceremony is adjourned.”

Tana’s DR: Who the fuck does this bitch think she is? I haven’t done jack shit to her and I’ve been nothing but nice to everyone in this house. *flips off camera*

Keiynan’s DR: Are you kidding me? I have to win this veto and pull myself off the block.

Madeleine’s DR: Tana is one of the most disrespectful people I have ever met and she deserves to be up there.

Tom’s DR: Holy shit, my plan just worked. Madeleine actually put up two people I brought up, now all I have to do is to make sure I get picked to play the veto so that nominations stay the same. *rubs hands with a devilish smile*

“You bet your fucking ass that I’m gonna win that veto!” Tana yells from the kitchen to Madeleine as she walks up the stairs, “Okay sweetie, make it happen.” The blonde continues to yell, “YES SWEETIE! I AM GOING TO WIN.”

Tana’s DR: Fuck that bitch, she’s so fucking ugly anyway.

*Next Day - Veto Competition*

The Veto Competition was being held the next morning after nominations, and to say that tensions were high was an understatement. Madeleine had chosen Shawn to host the Veto competition.

All players beside the nominees and the head of household were picked from random draw. The players that were picked were Jo, Y/N and Tom.

Tom’s DR: This is perfect, I got picked to play in the veto now I just have to make sure I win it.

Shawn starts to read from the cue cards, “This competition is called ‘Hide & Go, Veto! Each of you will be separated, unable to speak or communicate with each other. One at a time you’ll go ahead and enter the house and have three minutes to hide your veto card. Once all the cards have been hidden, one at a time you must search to find your opponents veto card but keep in mind all of the veto cards look exactly the same so you don’t know which houseguest Veto card is being brought back out here. You will need to search quickly because your turn will only last two minutes.”

He continues, “Once the veto card is found, it will be placed on the board. The houseguest who hides their veto card the best will win the Power of Veto! Are you guys ready to play Hide & Go, Veto!”

The six contestants all cheer while the other housemates clap from the sidelines. “Alright, Madeleine you’re first.” The redhead takes one of the veto cards and runs into the house.

Madelaine’s DR: In this competition the goal is to find the best hiding spot and have nobody find your card. My strategy with hiding this veto card is to hide it where nobody would really think about looking.

The first place she runs to is the kitchen freezer and finds an open pizza box and slips it in there. She turns to a camera and puts a thumbs up while running back outside, Tom follows soon after. He runs straight to one of the hangout rooms and grabs a pillow and unzips it and staches his veto card in there.

Tom’s DR: I know that the houseguests are going to be looking through the couches but they wouldn’t actually look in the pillow? Would they?

As he runs back out to the backyard, Jo runs into the house.

Joe’s DR: I feel like people here really underestimate me here because I’m sort of quiet but I need these houseguest to know that I’m serious about this game.

Y/N’s DR: This competition is all strategy, you really don’t know who is gonna come out with your card or if you’re veto card is hidden well.

As the Y/N runs out of the house, Tana enters jogging in “Where to hide this shit, let’s go!”

Tana’s DR: I HAVE TO WIN THIS. If I don’t win this, my ass is going home and I have to throw this back into Madeleine’s face.

As Tana goes out, Keiynan goes in and hides his veto in the storage room garage.

Keiynan’s DR: Madeleine’s excuse about me going up is seriously dumb. I don’t have to talk to you boo, straight and simple. I have to win this, and that’s the tea.

The competition in total lasts about an hour and half until all the veto cards are found, Tom found 2, Y/N found 1, Keiynan found 1, and the last one was found by Madelaine.

Shawn waits for the veto players to line up before he speaks, “Players, all the veto cards have been found except for one. It is now time for the big reveal.. Tom you have found the first veto card and the name inside is…”

“Keiynan...Sorry Keiynan..you have not won the power of veto.”

Keiynan’s DR: Well..so much for winning. My only hope now is that Madelaine wins the veto so that I can convince her to pull me off the block.

“Y/N, you have found the second power of veto card, and the name inside is…”

“Madelaine..” Shawn clicks his tongue, “Sorry Madelaine..you did not win the power of veto.”

Madelaine’s DR: Great, now all I can do is hope Tana doesn’t win that veto!

Shawn continues, his palms growing sweaty from being so anxious, “Tom, you found the third golden power of veto and the name on that is...Y/N.”

Y/N’s DR: So I’ve been eliminated and I’m not too happy about it, it seems like I can’t win a competition here.

“Better luck next time, Y/N. Keiynan, you found the fourth power of veto card and the name on that is... Tom. Sorry, man. You did not win the power of veto.”

Tom shakes his head in disappointment and whispers to himself, “This is rubbish.”

Tom’s DR: You’re kidding me right? The whole plan was for Tana NOT to win, and she’s so close right now. Come on Jo, pull through with that veto!

Madelaine’s DR: My hands are shaking so bad right now, Tana CAN’T win that veto. *holds cheeks* My anxiety is through the roof.

Shawn holds up the last veto card, “And the last veto card to be found was by Madelaine..and the name on the card was...Tana. Congratulations Joe, you have won the golden power of Veto!” He goes up to Joe and lays the gold chain around his neck.

Joe’s DR: BOOM! *holds up the Veto necklace* Ya boy just won the power of Veto, now Tana can’t come up the block.

Tana’s DR: *crying hysterically* I was sooo close, I *claps* was *claps* so *claps* fucking *claps* close! *claps* Now my only hope is to see if I can convince Joe to use the power of Veto.

A couple of hours after the veto ceremony, Tana pulls Joe aside into the storage room “Hey Joe, I just want to congratulate you.. I honestly mean it.” He pulls away and walks to the basket of fruit on the counter, “Thanks Tana. You did great too, it was so close.” She wipes the tears that start to go down the apples of her cheeks, “I know this is forward but can you please use the veto on me, please.”

He bites into the apple and nods his head in a no motion, “I don’t know Tana, I have to do what she wants to do.” They both know that he is referring to the redhead in the HoH room, “Please, Joe..There are bigger targets than me in this house.” Joe runs his fingers through his hair, he is intrigued by Tana’s plea for safety.

“There are beasts in this house like Tom, Harrison even Y/N. If we can convince her to put one of them up, there isn’t blood on your hands because we’re getting a strong player out.” He nods and thinks for a bit, “I’ll talk to her, I like what you’re thinking.” She smiles and gives him a wave as she walks out of the storage room, “Thanks Joe.”

Joe’s DR: I mean, Tana has a good point. If we can take a shot at a player who is stronger than her or Keiynan than why not do it now?

After the veto competition, Y/N is alone on her bed in her sobs when she hears footsteps come into the room “Are you alright?” As she peeps her head out of the cover, she notices Harrison coming in shirtless, “Yeah, I’m fine.” She turns back around to face the wall when she feels a hand land on her shoulder, “Do you want to talk?”

It’s only been a couple of days being away from her family but she feels alone without her family right now, so she decides to confide in Harrison, “It’s just- I lost the HoH competition..and then the veto. I don’t know, it’s just a bit disappointing.” He lays next to her, his elbow supporting his weight “It’s only the first week, you have the rest of the summer to win a bunch of comps.”

You nod your head, “Yeah, I know..Thanks Harrison.” He chuckles, “Hey, call me Haz.”

Y/N’s DR: Besides Zendaya, I feel like Haz has been the only other person I could truly confide in. He seems like he has my back more than I have his, and that screams loyalty to me.

Haz’s DR: It seems like Y/N is opening up to me a bit more, she really does kick ass and I just want to make sure she knows her.

Before he can get out of bed, Y/N reaches for his hand “Wait..um do you think you can just hang out with me here? Zendaya is out in the pool and I don’t really want to be alone.” He lets out a small smile, “Yeah, I’d love to.” As he lays down next to you, his hand lays on your thigh as your hold onto his hand, this feels nice..it feels nice to be close to someone like this again.

Joe walks out one of the bedrooms and notices you both lying in bed, he doesn’t say anything and continues to walk towards the kitchen. Y/N and Haz don’t make or think much about it but continue to talk.

Joe’s DR: So I walk out of my bedroom to see Harrison and Y/N laying all cozy, and that doesn’t sit well with me. That means this is a possible showmance forming and that is a big no-no in this house, time to tell Madelaine about this plan.

Madelaine hears a knock on her room door, “Come in.” She’s hanging out with Zendaya as she paints her nails. Joe comes in and takes a seat on the couch, “Hey, can we talk?”

Z stops and looks at Joe, “Do you want me to leave so you guys can talk?” He sets his feet up on table in front of him and crosses his arms, “No I want you to hear this too.”

Zendaya nods her head and continues to paint the redheads nails. Joe sighs and then kicks off his opposition, “So, Tana came to talk to me about the veto and she actually made a few smart observations..so she isn’t a threat.” The redhead next to Zendaya blows her fingers that have polish, “Don’t tell me you’re considering taking Tana off the block?” He clears his throat, “Yes only because I think they are bigger threats in this house.”

“It’s only the first week Joe, we can’t just go targeting big people. Tana is an easy target.” Madelaine stands from the couch and sits across from him on the couch, and tries to understand his logic. He throws on his shades and looks at the redhead, “Okay, you’re right but I came to play Big Brother and there are way bigger targets than Tana. She sucks at competitions so far, and she’s just annoying. And I think there is a showmance forming..”

Zendaya’s head shoots over from the chair she is sitting on and starts to pay attention, “Whose forming a showmance?” she asks as she tries to keep up with the conversation.

“Y/N and Harrison.” Madeleine’s mouth drops as she looks at Zendaya who is sort of skeptical of Joe’s accusation.

Zendaya’s DR: Does Joe not know that Y/N is one of my close allies in the house? Keep talking Joe, please spill the beans.

“There are much bigger targets in this house than Tana, and if we can start knocking them out now..why not then? What if I take Tana off the block and throw up Y/N?” Madelaine scratches her forearm and purses her lips, “I’m understanding where you’re coming from and if you do decide to use the veto, we just need to make sure we have the votes to get her out because if she stays, all hell is breaking loose.”

Zendaya’s DR: *stares into the camera with a dumbfounded look* Are they idiots? Why are they trying to make big ass moves during week one?

Madelaine intertwines her fingers together, “Please, just think about it. And let me know what you decide to do because I need to know.”

Madelaine’s DR: I get where he is coming from but bro its WEEK ONE. He needs to chill out.

*Next Day - Veto Ceremony*

Tana and Keiynan sit on the nomination chairs in the living room while everyone is gathered around on the couches, and Joe standing at the front of the room with the veto hanging from his neck.

Joe begins his speech, “This is the veto meeting, Keiynan and Tana have been nominated for eviction but I have the power to veto one of the nominations. I want to give the two nominees a chance for you to tell me why I should save you.. Keiynan, you first.”

“Okay, I just want to say congratulations to your first veto win. If you use the veto on me, I can be your greatest ally in this house..if not then I respect your decision.” He takes a seat back on the nomination chair and Joe chimes in “Thank you, Tana your turn.”

Tana stands up and claps her hands, “Okay, I’m not going to beg you to use the veto on me but I do have a piece of information that everyone should know..” She smiles devilishly at Joe as she looks at the houseguest surrounding her, “I went up to Joe yesterday asking him to use the veto on me and I suggested that there are much bigger targets in this house and he agreed. So, I doubt he is going to use the veto now but you guys need to know that he is a snake, and is willing to take out whoever he needs to.. Thanks y’all. Tanacon 2018!”

She takes her seat and crosses her legs with her hands landing on her knees. Joe laughs as the houseguest sitting on the couch look at him confused.

“I have decided..NOT to use the power of veto.” He takes the necklace off his chest and puts it on the veto box, “This veto meeting is adjourned.”

Zendaya’s DR: Joe is a smart cookie for not using the veto..only problem is is that everyone now knows that he wanted to take Tana off the block and put someone with a bigger target on there. This plan just blew up in your face Joe, sorry.

Madelaine’s DR: Ugh Joe… why did he even trust Tana with that information? I can’t.

Joe’s DR: I decided not to use the veto because I knew Tana couldn’t be trusted. Even though she outed me in front of everyone, all I have to do now is sit back and deny, deny, deny. Boom.

Tana’s DR: I wasn’t sure if Joe was going to use the Veto or not, so I decided to throw him under the bus as my last idea to try to get these houseguests to save me this week.

After the meeting, Zendaya pulls Harrison and Y/N to the BeeHive room “I need to talk to you both but when I tell you both..you guys can’t freak out.” You and Harrison both have concerned faces as Z drinks from her mug.

“Are you guys in a showmance?” Your head literally pops back from her question, “Z are you kidding? We’ve only known each other for a week.” He turns to Y/N and winks at her, “I mean I’d like to be.”

She pushes Harrison and turns back to Zendaya, “No, we’re not.”

Z rolls her eyes, “So I was painting Madelaine’s nails in her room yesterday and Joe came in saying that we should pull Tana off and put one of you up because you’re in a showmance.”

Y/N stands up, “Oh fuck no, I have to talk to him.” Z grabs you and sits you back down, “No, No, listen we can’t vote Tana out.” Harrison chimes in, “Are you fucking kidding?”

“No, I’m not. If we keep her she’ll always be causing drama and we can just have her be a distraction. She’s not as big of a liability as we think, even though she is disrespectful and annoying… we can’t vote her out. We keep her and she’s a number for us.”

Y/N’s DR: I hate that Joe threw Harrison and I under the bus but Zendaya is right, if we pull out an HoH, we can send his ass home. We’re coming for you Joe.

*The next day*

The voice of Big Brother: “Y/N, please go to the Diary Room.”

Y/N gets up from the living room couch and heads into the room that is only a couple of feet away, and when she walks in she notices a book and an envelope resting on the couch.

She picks up the book and envelope and sits on the couch, she rips the paper out and begins to read, “Congratulations Y/N, America has chosen to tempt you with the Halting Hex. Shut up, shut up, shut up! Holy shit this is insane!” She puts her hand on her chest to feel her heart rate picking up, she continues to read from the card, “Accept this temptation and this the Halting Hex will allow you to halt any one of the next 4 evictions. If you or any ally is in danger of going home, you have the power to stop the live eviction by unleashing the Halting Hex before the eviction process begins..Holy shit.”

“It may only be used once, and once used it will be gone forever. Remember.. Every temptation comes with a consequence and while the Halting Hex can change the course of your game, it can also change the course of the entire Big Brother game..”

Your hands cover your mouth as you look happily into the camera, “America...I gladly accept this temptation, I’m not sure what I did to make you guys like me so much but I gladly accept.” You pick the book that reads the following description, “Read this Spell and the Halting Hex will be in motion. Halting Hex rise, Eviction Night dies. Repeat it three times….Halting Hex rise, Eviction Night dies..Halting Hex rise, Eviction Night dies..Halting Hex rise, Eviction Night dies.”

You close the book and look into the Diary Room camera once more, “Thank you, America. I’m sure this is going to come in handy at some point in this game.” She winks as she leaves the items behind and keeps the secret to herself as she continues on her day.

*Eviction Night a couple of days later*

Julie Chen appears on the screen in the living room “Houseguests, the time has come to cast your votes to evict. Madelaine as current Head of Household, you will not be to cast a vote. You will only cast a vote in an event of a tie. Y/N, you’re first, please had to the diary room.”

Y/N heads into the diary room and sits in the DR couch, “I vote to evict Keiynan.” Julie thanks her as she exits and next Shawn enters the room.

“Hi Shawn, please cast your vote to evict.” He waves, “Hey Julie, I cast my vote to evict Tana.”

The rest of the houseguest continue to vote while everyone sits in silence til Julie returns on the screen.

“Houseguests, all the votes are in. Just a reminder, once the evicted houseguest is revealed, he or she will only have a few moments to say goodbye to their houseguests and walk out the front door. With a vote of 4-3… Keiynan, you have been evicted from the Big Brother house.”

Madelaine and Joe’s jaws drop, they’re both in shock from the turn out of the votes. Keiynan doesn’t even hug his houseguest, he instead grabs his bag and walks out the front door of house into the audience with Julie.

The redhead gets up from her seat and starts yelling, “How the fuck did Tana not get evicted? Someone start explaining.” Y/N gets up from her seat, “Sit down dude, it isn’t a big deal.”

“I bet you voted to evict Keiynan, didn’t you?” She follows Y/N and rest of the houseguest who go to the memory to watch Keiynan’s photo turn grey. “Answer me, Y/N. I didn’t put you on the block, you owe me.”

Y/N turns around and approaches Madelaine, “I don’t owe you shit, you and Joe talked about putting me on the block up in that room, do you think I’m stupid?” Harrison comes up behind her and grabs her by her waist, “Stop Y/N, you’re making a scene.” You turn to him and back to her “I don’t care, our names were brought up and she better hope I don’t win HoH because I’m throwing her ass up there.”

Madelaine laughs, “Oh, I’m shaking. And by the way Zendaya, I know where your loyalty lands.”

All Z does is walk away and go up to Haz and Y/N who are now in the beehive room, “We got to pull out a win in this HoH.” Y/N shuts the door behind her, “I have to tell you guys something before the HoH comp..I got the first temptation of the summer.”

A/N: I WOULD LOVE SOME FEEDBACK GUYS, PLEASE PLEASE! I want to know what you guys think of this series, I don’t even know how I feel so knowing how you feel will definitely help me a TON! Theories, predictions, or whatever you want to say is welcome. Love you all-Amy 💛

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PART 2

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[RF] The Prologue and first chapter of a story I call The Horizon's Hues (long)

I look out of glazed eyes onto a colorless cafeteria were at least two hundred of my classmates eat, talk, laugh, and gossip over the round tables filling the giant room. Almost everyone enjoys the short period of the day where whole friend groups and romantic pairs can be together. Everyone's caught up in their conversations or activities, but no one is oblivious to the people in the room who don’t hold lunch so high on their favorites list. Not everyone has someone to spend lunch with. We are told to be nice and look for people who might be alone, but no one ever does. Even the looming presence of teachers don’t have the compassion to reach out. I am one of these people called “loners”. From my point of view the loners are just seeking attention by being pitied and sneaking their way into friend groups of people who feel sorry for them. Me on the other hand try to attract as little attention as possible, sometimes even going out of my way to avoid it. Some of these loners crave friendship and social acceptance, but I see no purpose in such things. After all I am still alive after 16 years and I have had no one I would consider a so called friend. People laugh and cry together, but these feeling have always been a mystery to me. I could never relate to being angry, sad, joyful, etc. Even tho I saw people around me running about with smiles or tears on their faces. I could never quite decipher the reasoning behind them. This is one of the two reasons I tend to stray away from the herd. The other reason is that I can’t see color. My eyes see things differently than most people. I see grays and blacks and whites while others see a rainbow of color. It is like watching the black and white channel on tv because you can’t find the remote so you decide to just deal with it. Emotions play a strong role in the foundation of any relationship. Be it love in a friendship or romantic relationship or admiration in a worker to boss relation or in a child and parent relationship. What many people don’t realize is how much color has to do in a relationship. Imagine a friend asking you if a color looks good on them, or if you like the color scheme of something, or even just talking about your favorite colors. With how little I know about emotions matched with my sight is a deadly dose in any friendship. It is just too hard to relate to everyone all the time, so I prefer to be alone.

I wake to the sound of a dying animal that is my alarm clock. I turn to my left and quickly hit the off button to stop the onslaught of noise invading my ears and ripping me violently from my dreams. I look at the clock to see flashing light gray numbers that read 6:30. I sluggishly sit up and rub my eyes not quite ready to get out of my lumpy bed. I look out of the top window where I am greeted with a sunrise. I should see a light blue sky with a blend of beautiful hues of red, orange and purple, but instead it all gloops together into a mush of grays. The astonishing view of the Texas sunrise has been reduced to what looks like a crumpled up family picture with all the memories it once had gone with the people that held them so close. I turn my head to my room dismissing the sight. The room is small and quaint giving it a homey vibe. It was originally an attic, but after I turned six my mom thought I should have my own room instead of sharing one with her. So she transform the attic into a small bedroom for me. My bed is push underneath the only window in the room which has a badly installed air conditioner that lets in rain. Across the room is a vanity with the mirror ripped out and an emo band poster in its place. It’s matched with a “rolling” office chair that has lost all of its feet and now can only swivel. I stand up and walk over to my dresser resting against the far wall. It has mixed matched handles not one quite resembling another, a rooted off top exposing the top drawers, and only one foot making it lopsided. I open one of the middle drawers and grab my usual outfit of a plain t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I change my clothes, throwing the dirty ones in a hamper, then stand in front of the vanity mirror I nailed to one of the beams holding the house’s roof up. Inside I see my small body reflected back at me. People have told me I have brown eyes and that match my brown, wavy, long hair. I part my hair into a left side part and steal one last scan of myself before I go. I’m shorter and thinner than average with some of my bone visible in some spots with my hair reaching to the middle of my back. I walk towards the door and grab my signature light gray jacket and my messenger bag. I bend down and lift the hatch that leads to a later for easy access to the ground floor. I climb down, walk through the hallway and turn past the living area to the kitchen. My mom sits half in and half out if the window with a cigarette in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun and she has a gray waitress uniform on that says Jo’s Dinner across the breast pocket. When she notices I am there she blows a puff of smoke out the window and turns to face me.

“How’s my little angel doing this morning,” my mom asks in an bright tone.

“Fine” This is the same routine we go through every morning. My mom has called me angel since I was a little girl because whenever someone watched me they would always tell my mom I was an angel. I still don’t really break the rules if there isn’t a reason to, so my reputation still reigns true.

“So what are you going to do this weekend,” my mom questions as she turns back to the window.

“Sarah asked if I could spend the night at her house tonight if your cool with it,” I say trying to attempt a happy voice.

“Of course you can go. You do know you can have your friends over here,” my mom said in a in a worried tone.

“Yes” I say in an exasperated voice.

I walk over to the counter and steal a piece of my mom’s toast before I head out.

“Bye mom” I say closing the door not giving her time to respond.

I walk down the sidewalk with my earbuds in and my old mp3 player playing some old music. As the prospect of school looms literally around the corner I like to distract myself with the classic rock songs of the 80’s. The entrance to school is always crowded with people standing around waiting for friends, so I tend to sneak in one of the back doors. The theater kids use as a loading dock for there props and they have a bad habit of leaving it unlocked after their practices. I walk over to the dock and open the door to find a pitch black hallway that leads to the stage of the auditorium. I walk to the end and then on stage and I keep going until I am at the door leading out of the room. I push it open and walk into a common area waiting room where people wait for the doors to concerts of plays to open. Like me, a mediocre amount of students wait for class here in the mornings. I find an open chair in the corner and turn up my headphones to max to block out as much sound as possible. I peer over a boy’s shoulder and read the time off his phone and see that I have about twenty minutes before I need to head for class. I lean back in my chair the best I can and close my eyes. I let my mind run wild, thinking about a different life in a far off place. I settle on a fantasy world full of magic and let my mind naturally create a life and scenarios in it. I call theses moments alone Mind Movies. Whenever I am bored or waiting to do something I “watch” a Mind Movie.

I have a feeling it is about time to go so I open my eyes and look at the time again. I was about five minutes early, but I guess I could leave now. Getting up I walk past the tables of the common area and try and exit out into the hall. I walk down the crowded hallways squeezing pass my priors to get to first period. I eventually find my way to B108 my history class. My seat is in the back next to the far wall. I sit right behind this girl who reads under her breath and talks to the guy beside her a little too much. Her friend used to sit next to me, but she got moved across the room for “inappropriate classroom edict” in other words she was talking during the lessons.

I am usually the first one to sit down since the rest of the class is talking to their friends either in here or the hall, today is no different. I take my seat and look up to the clock which reads 8:35 about ten minutes until the bell for class rings. A group of kids sit in the corner adjacent to mine talking about the latest drama. I pull out my library book called Frozen Sun. I turn to the six chapter labeled Icy Cores where I left off yesterday and start to read about the dead suns of the universe. I get so invested that I almost don’t realize when someone takes the seat next to me. This isn’t unusual for a group of students to sometimes take the seat back here to talk, but this time without even looking up I know this person is alone.

“Hi my name is Claire,” she says in my direction. I can tell that this greeting is meant to be reciprocated, but I don’t want to have a talking session take away from my book.

“Hi,” I say hoping the short response will scare her away.

“ Um... what’s your name?”

By the tone of her voice I can tell my strategy is working.

“ Val.”

“Well Val, I am new here and Mr. Stewart told me this seat was open and that if I had any questions or need help finding something in the building than to ask someone around me,” she says seeming to have her confidence back.

“Well the girl that sits in front of me will be more than happy to show you around. Her name is Sarah by the way.”

“Oh... thanks I guess,” she said in a somewhat confused sounding voice. I am pretty sure she is done talking to me so I return to my book that my eyes never left in the first place.

“So what do we usually do in this class anyways,” Claire says with a brighter tone then before. It is almost like she knows what I am doing and fighting back with her intrusiveness. Well I can fight too.

“ I don’t understand why you are still talking to me when I already said that Sarah would answer your questions,” I say putting a little irritation in my voice. That will definitely get her to leave me alone.

“I just.. thought we.. could be friends,” she says in a small voice.

I am a little taken aback by this. No one has ever tied to be my “friend” since preschool maybe because we haven’t had an new people in years and word of me spreads quickly to new comers. I can’t stop myself before my reaction slips and I look up from my book to see a girl with light gray hair and a nice shirt and jeans sitting next to me. She is looking at me with an emotion I can’t quite place in her dark eyes.

“Oh,” I say not thinking.

Ding ding

“Class take your seats it is time to start. Please turn to page 56 in your history book.”

It looks like I lost …or was she even fighting?

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