Ben's POV
"I- I don't know." I played it off.
"But you did that, Ben. How?" she asked.
"No. I was just standing right here and it appeared." I answered. She came closer to it.
"Yasmîn! No!" I pulled her back.
"What? I'm not going in it! I'm just looking at it." she picked up a rock and threw it in the portal. I really hope none of the other creepypastas were trying to come through.
"Huh. Weird." Yasmîn stated.
"Yeah." I was so nervous that she was going to find out. "Hey. Let's go. I don't know what this is, and I don't trust it." I told her pulling her away from it.
Great act BEN. I just hope she doesn't suspect something.
Yasmîn's POV
Something wasn't right. Ben was acting really weird about the weird thing. He was trying to get me away from it as soon as possible. It was like he knew something about it. Oh well. Now it's time for Ben.
He pulled me by my elbow and he gradually got to my hand. When our hands touched, he looked at it for a long time before pulling away and blushing.
"Oh. Sorry!" he apologized. "So. What do you want to do?"
"I don't know." I answered.
"Want to go somewhere?" he asked me. Was he making this a date?
Ben's POV.
I was so close to just telling her about me and the other creepypastas. I had to refrain. I don't know why I had to keep this a secret. Oh. Yeah. I didn't want her to think I was crazy.
"So what do you want?" we were standing in the line for ice cream. It was just getting dark. We got our ice cream and sat on the curb.
"Ben?" she giggled.
"What?" I was confused.
"You got a little something right here." she pointed out. Sprinkles.
"Here." she grabbed a napkin and started wiping it off of my face.
"Is she your princess? Are you her prince? Are you guys gonna get married?" a small, high pitched voice spoke.
Yasmîn's POV
I looked behind Ben to reveal a little girl. She was about 4 or 5. She wore a pink dress that just went past her knees and a pair of orange sandals. She had her hair pulled into pigtails. How cute? She reminded me of my niece, Allena.
"Uh." Ben seemed uncomfortable.
"Sally!" a woman's voice spoke. I was assuming it was little Sally's mom. Ben seemed to loosen up a bit. "I am so sorry. Ever since I've read her the Cinderella story, she's been obsessed with the term 'love' and I don't think she gets it." her mother spoke nervously.
"I do too get it!" Sally spoke up.
"Okay. Okay." her mom gave up and grabbed Sally's hand. "Come on. Let's go. Daddy is waiting for us."
"Well. It was nice meeting you, Sally." I said.
"You didn't answer my question." she replied.
"Come on, Sally!" her mom carried her away.
Well, that was awkward. I looked over at Ben. He had a perverted smirk on his face.
"Yeah. You didn't answer her question." he laughed.
"Oh come on, Ben! I'm only 15!" He pulled me up, and he walked me back to my house.
3rd Person POV
Yasmin and BEN started down the street. A couple of people from Yasmin's school were out. They looked at Yasmin and BEN confused. Some whispered, or you could say gossiped, as they passed by. Some whispers were heard by them. 'Who is that?' or even a simple 'What?' was passed around. What Yasmin didn't know was that a small group of those people were following them. BEN knew. He tried scaring them off silently while walking with Yasmin. He let his red pupils grow brighter as he stared at them, and he mouthed the words, "Fuck off!" while also flipping off. Some gave him the middle finger and ran, while others just stood there in shock. They finally got to Yasmin's house, and by then, nobody was following them. Thanks to BEN.
Yasm
Ben's POV
"Bye, Ben."
"Wait!" I yelled after her.
"Yeah?" she turned around.
"Oh. Um. You'll talk to me later, right?" I asked her. I hope I didn't sound too desperate.
"Yeah. Definitely!" she cheerfully said.
