Damion's pov---
*bringg bringg*, Of course, I would be late for first hour! I kick the locker right by me in the abandoned hallway. The class of metal rocks through the locker. I quickly turn my head to the pale ugly green locker. My knees crack as I kneel down to look at locker 187. I-is that blood!?! I fall back in shock. I..I have to tell someone!
I attempt to stand but then I feel a hand firmly press down on my shoulder. I look up to see a person in a black hoodie.
"Hello, Damion..." the deep voice cooed.
I couldn't recognize the voice but I knew it was female. I spoke is a shaky voice
"W-who are you?!?" I quivered "I-is this some sort of t-twisted jok-k-ke." My blood ran cold at the sight of the hooded person.
They laughed a menacing laugh. "Maybe so kid, but you won't know, get to class punk." The hooded figure removed there hand from my shoulder and watched as I slowly got up and began to walk away.
I turned around one last time "hey, what's in that locker." I spoke regaining some mentality.
The person head snapped back in a quick violent response "A knife, bleach, cloth, and rope." They said.
All the color drained from my face as I turned and ran.
Oh no no no no...it's been 10 minutes I'm I'm huge trouble not to mention I think I'm gonna be sick! My footsteps clattered in the long hallway lined with many pale green lockers. I was in the schools South West hallway the abandoned one. Nothing but empty classrooms and my misery here. I think and I reach a walking pace. I'm only at classroom Q26 I need classroom Q45. I hear a small laugh in the hallway behind me...not a deep laugh like the hooded figure before but a giggle. It scared me more. I rushed through the hallway hearing light footsteps behind me. I stopped.
"Hello Damion..." the voice cooed like a sweet melody.
"Hello, Blair," I said sighing in defeat.
"My my...were heading off to class quite quickly." He soft voice muttered out.
I finally gathered up the courage to turn around I looked at her. She was wearing a pink, blue, green and yellow dress with green converse. Her blonde hair was curly with her green eyes.
"It's not very gentlemanly to stare," Blair said. Blair whistled a happy tune looked at me and said "bye bye..." she immediately turned around and disappeared behind some lockers.
Now I'm gonna be SUPER late wonderful...
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I fell in love with a psychopath
Fantasy17 year old Damion never expected to fall in love with the school psycho. Damion's friends soon find out of his feelings and react quickly and harshly will the school have a new psycho duet, or will Damion take the short drop off to heaven. His perf...
