Gone Girl (creepypasta fanfic)

Chapter one

"Margret? Hunny bunny wake up." Margret manning heard her mothers voice. "Five more minutes." she mumbled. "Nope spring break is over and it's the last day of school. I think you can make it." her mother told her as she groaned and rolled over.

"Good morning Maggie!" Her fathers cheerful voice greeted her as she walked down the stairs. She wore a dark purple tank top and a pair of blue jeans with a pair of stylish black lumber jack boots. Her parents did this every morning, acted all innocent around their house maid Matilda who cleaned until Maggie got home from school. Then they gave her hell. Dragging her by her hair, beating her with the belt buckle, making her do everything. She was like an abused Cinderella, who never gets a happy ending.

She simply smiled at her dad sticking her middle finger out at him. He stood up and grabbing her finger bending it sideways as she cried out in pain and jerked away from him. He smiled down at her smugly, his blonde hair falling in his eyes.

Her mother grabbed her hair and yanked her up. "sit up straight." She hissed into her ear. Maggie hastily pulled away from her. She grabbed her book sack and walked out the door, slamming it loudly. The bus was pulling up slowly, making struggling noises. As she walked up to it, it began to look like a looming beast of metal, waiting to consume her.

The bus driver opened the door and she walked in to instant chaos. She took a seat into the third booth listening to hollering and shrieking of joy and annoyance. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to drift off to sleep.
"Hey Margret! Come on we're at school darling." Maggie heard her bus driver yell. She sat up and looked around at all the adolescents standing up and walking out of the bus. She picked up her book sack and stood up with the rest of them.
"'No man shall ever break us apart!'" Yelled the drama teacher, Ms.Psycowits. "See. Their love was so strong! I expect you to keep your interest in acting over the summer, Ms.Manning." she told Maggie. "Sure thing Ms.Psychowits." she replied. The bell rang, a notification that students were to report to their 4th hour classes. "Remember students. Your graduating college next year. Do well!" Ms.Psychowits cried joyfully. "We will!" Chorused several different students. "Bye Ms.Psycho. See you for art class. And creative writing." Maggie told her teacher walking out the door.
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"Maggie! Hey Maggie!"
"What Ben?"
"Come see!"
"What is it?"
"It's your sister!"
"My... Sister?"
Maggie woke with a start. She fell asleep in 7th hour and all the students were already in there groups, talking about what they were planning for summer.
She was the only one without a partner. or..... not. A small girl with brown hair and tortoise shell glasses sat in her desk away from the other groups. Maggie stood up and walked over. "Hi. Can I join you?" She asked. The girl smiled. "Sure." she said quietly.
"I'm Cecil." the girl said. "I'm-" "Margret I know."