(Are you ready?) Living with the creepypastas (Jeff the killer x reader)

Chapter 9: training?

You gasped like they did in one of those cheesy horror movies. You were actually shocked, but it probably didn't look like it.

A few minutes later, you put on a purple hoodie saying "Mug me." Probably wouldn't help in NY city. You put on skinny jeans, and sky blue converse.

You were walking slowly on the wooden floor Creak, creak creak.  Your feet were moving inch by inch, you finally reached the door. Your shaking hand slowly touched the knob. The coldness of it sent a shiver

down your back. You opened it to see the sky crying. GREAT, IT WAS RAINING. The drooplets from the sky fell on the concrete road as you approached Jeff. You eventually glanced up to see

Jeff fiddling with his knife. He was standing on the tall grass, now muddy thanks to the rain.

He looked up to see you have a hoodie like his. He smirked and approached you. Then he finally spoke with his raspy voice.

"OK, I'll teach you the tequnices of using a knife." He chuckled. Wow, Please don't stab yourself' You thought.

~20 Minutes later~

WOW. That was about as helpful as a bookshelf at Paris Hilton's house. All he taugh you was how to stab. "How about that?" He asked grinning as if he looked helpful. "Yeah, thanks Jeff." You said trying not to sound rude. You walked inside to see cheese cake. of course, with masky and hoodie. The gang was there too. "I think someone's got a boyfriend" Masky joked looking at you and jeff. "Jeff" Everyone said while you said "Ben." Everyone looked

at you including Ben laughing. "WHAT!" Ben said laughing. He tackled you down and held a wii remote by your neck.

"Sweet dreams" He laughed cutely. "Trying to be boss like me?" Jeff laughed. You and ben both looked up at him and said "Boss? Grrrrl PLEASE."

Jeff seemed annoyed. "Oh look, its the scooby doo twins." Since, you didn't want to jinx Ben, you wrote a note to Jeff saying:

Jeff, roses are red, violets are blue,

youe feet stink, and you do too.

I don't care, if you want a war,

you'll still loose, but wait theres

more. PLEASE close the front

door bro, its chilly.

Jeff looked up from the note. "You want war? FINE." "SLENDEEEEEEERRRRRRR!" You yelled. 

He teleported in the beat of a drum. "Whats wong chil-" "What did Jeff do?" He asked facepalming

"No, no, Were gonna have a war since this LOOSER." You glared daggers at him. "Jeff thats enough, besides you have creepypasta school, all of you, you too (y/n)."

He gave you a thumbs up. You imagined he was smiling. He handed you text books and shoved

you and all the creepypastas books. "Go children be safe..............." BLAH BLAH.

Okay, You usually listened to adults, but come on, 10 hours of a speech was enough.

You began banging your head on a wall and he finally stopped. "Bye!." You held  with your

glistening hoodie up. The silver like raindrops filled your whole body. By the time you were there, you were

drenched. it was actually a really long walk. Would this day go well?