✅ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞

𝐢. 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐓, 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌, 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌. They never cared for Blake Watkins and in the least, Heather Watkins was only a normal student that people didn't even bat their eyes at, Ryan Torres was the only friend she had and yet again he was her killer.

Heather didn't have many friends, so Blake spent most of her time with her, not spending it with her friends or girlfriend. But they had their fights, like the day before yesterday, and Blake can't believe that their last words to Heather were I hate you... I guess you never know what happens to Shadysiders... But why did it have to be Heather?

"I'm sorry for your loss..." Someone said besides Blake, she was going to snap at the person, tell them to stop being a fake bitch, but when she saw the person that said that she shut herself as she cleaned the tears that were almost rolling down her cheeks.

It was Deena Johnson. Even though if she was a normal person they would have screamed angrily at them, it was Deena, someone who had been there when Blake needed it. So, she knew that Deena meant it and wasn't saying it because everyone was saying it and wanted a good reputation.

"Thanks," Blake said to Deena but then got startled when someone came to Heather's locker writing RIP with a small knife, craving her death on her locker. "They are some fake motherfuckers... They never cared for Heather, and yet her death was the reason people bat their eyes at her..." Blake said angrily as they put her skateboard and some other things in her locker, before closing it.

Deena opened her mouth to say something, but someone was already coming into the conversation. When they turned around, they saw Kate Schmidt, she walked up to Blake and kissed her on the lips, before seeing Heather's locker over Blake's shoulders.

"You see? It's the witches." Kate said, turning to Deena and putting her weight on Blake's body, so Blake put their arm around her shoulders, so Kate didn't fall, Deena stared at them in resentment until Kate spoke again. "Sarah and Taylor Fier's are back."

"Oh, Christ. Not you too." Deena said annoyed while Blake sighed annoyed too, looking away from Kate's leaning body.

I can't believe that some people believe in the legend of the Fiers, it's just a legend... And... I don't think we should judge that much; we don't live in those years; we could never know what happened to the Fier sisters. Blake thought as she gave a side glaze towards Heather's locker. That was the only thought she had about the Fier sisters, but other than that, Blake never really cared about them. It's not like they're family or something.

Before Blake could focus more on her thoughts and Heather's locker, Kate pulled her arm out of her shoulders and dragged Deena and Blake into the girls' bathroom, they walked in and saw some shit written on the stalls. They reach from beyond their graves to make good men their wicked slaves! They'll take your blood! They'll take your head! They'll follow you until you're DEAD!

"They reach from beyond their graves to make good men their wicked slaves!" Kate started joking as Blake went and sat on the sink rolling her eyes in the way, as Deena backed off a bit.

"They'll take your blood!" Simon Kalivoda yelled out of one of the stalls, making both clueless girls get scared as one gasped and the other jumped. "They'll take your head. They'll follow you until you're dead!" Simon continued, even if Deena said his name angrily, as Deena walked over to the sink next to Blake.