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Stella joins her friends after they encounter an ancient evil that has plagued Shadyside for over 300 years, discovering secrets that may cost her a life in the end and struggling to accept these feelings toward one of her bestfriends, it's brutal...
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𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐄 couldn't help but think it could've been her instead of heather, it could've been anyone. But what she really wondered was what caused Ryan to finally snap, maybe it was the depressed spiral school sent him into or maybe-
"You see? It's the witch." Kate spoke from behind the two girls. Stella gasped, "Jesus fuck Kate, you scared me." she said, putting one hand over her heart. Kate grinned, "Sarah Fier's back."
"Oh Christ. Not you too." Deena said, turning around to face her. Kate laughed, pulling the girls along with her into the bathroom.
"She reaches from beyond the grave to make good men her wicked slaves!" Kate recites as they enter the bathroom, walking further in. "She'll take your blood!" Simon jumps out of the bathroom stall, "Shit!" Stella jumped, "Simon!" Deena scolds.
"She'll take your head," he continues, grabbing Stella's head and shaking it. "She'll follow you until you're dead!"
"Wow, you guys are dicks." Deena shakes her head, leaning against the sinks. "It's just fun." Kate laughs, "No, it's sick." Stella says.
"What? the dude was wearing a Halloween skull mask!" Simon says, as if that justifies it. "Oh, yeah! how is that not fun? getting stabbed to death by someone in a Halloween costume!" Stella smiles sarcastically,
"Come on, Stell, you have to let loose sometime, seriously." Simon says, making her roll her eyes.
"People died. Heather died." Deena exclaims, "The dude was probably just some sad sack who hated his life, just like the rest of us. Except he decided, 'Hey, why don't I get out of here for good?' And 'Hey! why don't I take Heather and a couple other mall rats with me.'"
"There's no angry dead witch who made him go postal. The only thing that made him go crazy is this town!" she finished, throwing her jacket on the floor.
"Are you okay?" Kate asks, concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Deena dismisses,
"Seems like. . . maybe you got a little witch in you." Simon jokes, and everyone laughs.
"Dude, why are you even in here? this is the girls bathroom." Deena laughs. Stella answers for him, "Cause' he likes to perv on the girls." she jokes. "No, I like to perv on you." He winks after climbing off the toilet and shows them the white box wrapped with a red ribbon.
"You're disgusting." Stella hits his shoulder, "I'm kidding!" He lifts his hands up in defense,
"You know we don't believe the witch shit, right?" Kate asks, fixing her ponytail in the mirror. "It's just, like, fucked-up Santa Claus or something."
"Ho, ho, ho!" Simon laughs, wrapping his arm around Stella's waist only for it to be pushed off. Not taking the hint he puts it over her shoulders instead, but this time she sighs, letting him. "Why do you always insist on standing so close to me?" Stella asks,
Simon pouts, "I thought you loved me babe."
Why is he so dramatic?
"Well babe, maybe I just enjoy my personal space."
Simon smiles, leaning into her. "I enjoy your personal space too,"
"What? you're dealing again? I thought you stopped after that dingus's brother OD'd." Deena questions. Making Stella and Simon look over at the two. "Timothy?" Simon asked,
"Wh. . . Uh, Timmy wasn't a real OD." Kate said,
"Yeah, he didn't actually die. They brought him back." Stella nodded, looking up at Simon who still had his arm around her. Deena raised her eyebrows, "You're in on it too?"
"Who else would we have handling the money other than our sweet lovable Stella." Simon says, smiling down at said girl. "You're all morons." Deena said. Kate scoffed, "Which one of us is valedictiorian, again?"
"And president of every club this shithole has to offer," the blonde adds, "Yeah, exactly. I'm getting out of here. Off to claim my place among the starts, bitch." Kate laughs as they all make their way out of the bathroom.
A boy runs past dragging an inflatable doll with a rope almost hitting Stella's face before she jerked back, jesus. "Woo! The witch lives! Long live Sarah Fier! Woo!"
"Yeah!" Simon shouted after him. "Shut up, idiot." Stella says, laughing at the boy.
