Loverboys (Michael Myers X OC x Jason Voorhees)

Off to an amazing start!

(Sam's POV)

"Honey, wake up..." mom shook me awake. I could tell it was her because I was fake sleeping and I recognized her gentle voice. I didn't respond, instead I started to fake snore. I don't snore mind you. And she laughed and started to tickle me like I was a child even though I'm 17.

"AH HAHAHAHBAABGANAJAJSNANNA OKAY OKAY!" I rose from the bed, screeching like a dying parrot. She snorted. I had a laugh like my mom. She put her hands on her hips and smiled up at me as I stood up. My mom is shorter than me.

"Finally, you big baby. Now get ready. It's almost time for school." School is a short walk from my house. 5 minutes to be exact. So I got ready quickly. I don't wear makeup or fancy clothes. Just all black shit, ya know? Like an emo! Haha!

"Okay, I'm all ready, cheese biscuit." I regarded my mom sweetly. She laughed at the nickname.

"Really? I was a horse chicken yesterday, now I'm a cheese biscuit?" She laughed as she grabbed her purse and car keys. She drove off to work as I walked to school. We hugged and went our separate ways once outside the door. I have a spare key on a necklace around my neck. It was dad's spare key. But he hasn't been needing it sadly. He passed away when I was 9. So about 8 years ago. I sigh at the memory as I enter the school grounds. I notice a strange masked guy. Pale white mask, blue zip up jumpsuit, dark brown hair of the mask, he was standing slightly behind a tree. Watching me. I snorted at my hallucination. Michael Myers? That's a new one.

"Well, look at the hottie!" I exclaimed at Michael. He then takes out a butchers knife. I snort. I accept death, Hallucination Michael, let's go. I walked over to him. He takes a step back, looking like he would run away if I got closer. That's weird. Usually when I interact with my hallucinations, they don't respond...

"Huh...?" I questioned then realized something... he has a shadow! Oh fuck he's real! I run away into school, bumping into a few people I knew, giving them an encouraging and fake happy smile. I was a little worried about Michael Fucking Myers stalking me today but he probably won't do much if I'm busy with others or surrounded by people....right? Okay maybe I was thinking too nonchalantly. I sighed. Maybe I should call the cops but I blushed as I passed by a window on the second floor and saw Michael staring up at me. He was so hot though! Me, being a jokester and popular. Maybe he wants to kill me and shit. But who cares right? Everyone dies anyway.

"Sam, you good?" Brock asked as he walked past me. He looked out there and obviously saw nothing since I turned away to his footsteps and Michael disappeared somewhere.

"Oh for sure, my guy." I said with a smirk and finger guns. He chuckled. He punched my arm and I punched back. This got us roughhousing. And a teacher came to split us up lol. My hair was a mess and so was his because we were really fighting each other playfully, but roughly as usual.

"I know it's for fun, but you shouldn't be touching each other anyway." The teacher scolded and walked off. Brock laughed with me and we went to our first class together. Everyone high fives me as I walked to my seat. The teacher sighed.

"Look, Sam, I know you're popular, but keep distractions to a minimum please." The teacher said, looking and sounding irritated.

"Yeah, yeah, of course."

{Time skip to Lunch}

I grab some food on a tray and sit at a table with my many friends. But my main group was surrounding me. It was Brock, Julissa, Todd, Alan, Tess, Markus, and Anna. And a few others I know the name of but don't bother to mention since they just follow Julissa everywhere.

We were talking some mad shit! We were sharing videos off our phones and watching funny TikToks. I was laughing and howling like a hyena.

"Dude, you can't be serious!" I exclaimed with a laugh. I'm very popular at school for being hilarious. A walking meme. A silly little class clown! I'm a tomboy as well, I don't usually dress in skirts but when I do, I rock it. I'm cute looking for sure as many have told me and I'm 5'5 with dark brown hair and brown eyes. I smile as I notice someone watching me from the window but then the smile slowly fades at the sight of the blood on their clothes. I jump up in fear. It's Jason Voorhees! What the fuck is going on!

"Sam? Are you okay?" One of my closest friends asked me and I looked to them then looked back but the he was gone? I sat back down and thought about my sanity lately. Haha it's as sane as it can be. I snorted at this thought and made another joke:

"Bro, I think I just saw a hoeeeeeeee!" I looked at my own reflection through the window and pointed at it. They all laughed. I'm back to normal again.

{Time Skip to After School}

I was walking home with a friend. Markus accompanied me like usual since we live next to each other.

"So what got you so scared during Lunch?" He asks me, "I swear I had never seen you scared about something. You're always so chill."

"Yeah, just hallucinating shit again, dude." I tell him honestly. Everyone knows and everyone is pretty accepting. I make up for it by being hilarious all the time.

"Oh, well, get better? I don't know what the fuck to say!" He laughed. I laughed at this too and soon we were at my house, his was after mine. I went inside, saying a goodbye and locking the door from the inside. Mom doesn't come back home until around 9PM so I have time to do whatever since I got most of my homework done during lunch, yes, even while I was seeing Jason Voorhees at the window.

I climbed up the stairs lazily to my bedroom. Then I notice something odd before entering my room. The door was open a bit. I had left it closed. I was sure of it.... I pushed it open and gasped.

"What the fuck..." I cursed as I backed away. Jason and Michael. Both of fucking them! Were there! Standing in my fucking room! My eyes were wide and I was frozen and then I started to laugh.

"Okay, okay, this must be a joke!" I walked in and put my bag down. They were both watching me silently as I crossed the room to set my things down. And I closed the door, locking it.

"Hey, I'm not gonna be mad, just tell me who you guys are, and who hired you, cuz this is funny and hot as hell." I blushed at my own words but had boldness on my side. They looked at each other and took out their weapons. What the fuck okay wait.

"Um..." I looked at how shiny the items were, they were real! I could tell as they got closer, stomping towards me. I could hear their breathing as I backed up into a wall.

"Okay! Okay! I get it, you're real!" I put my hands up to shield my face. They stopped advancing on me so I looked up at them. I cleared my throat, feeling thirsty all of a sudden.

"So... finally come to murder me, huh? Your guys' number one fan?" I asked and stood up straight with a small smile.

"Sam..." one of them said, but they were close together so I wasn't sure which male voice it was, it was raspy and deep, gravelly and so...so... amazing sounding?

"Okay, yeah, that's my name. And you're Jason and you're Michael." I stated. Gently poking their hands, making Jason jump away and Michael growl deeply. Um?!

"Okay, don't touch. Got it." I said. Putting my hands up. But then got a better idea.

"But can I do one thing?" I ask them softly. They look at each other then slowly nod at me, Jason seeming more eager than Michael. I reached up and grabbed Michael first then kissed his masked lips then did the same to Jason quickly and sat on my bed. They looked surprised and tense. I giggled. I'm such a fucking tease.