•WRONG WAY // REGGIE PETERS•

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13 years ago.

Today was officially my first day of kindergarten, mom told me that I had no reason to be scared, but no matter what she said, the butterflies in my tummy would not go away.

"Now, you be good for your teacher, and be sure to make lots of friends." Mom zips up my jacket as she speaks.

"I'll try." I say quietly.

"That's all I can ask." She watches the school as the loud bell goes off. "You better get in there before you're late, I'll be here later to pick you up, okay?" I nod. "Good, now get going."

She nudges me toward the entrance, which I hesitantly walk toward, looking back every few seconds.

I walk into the school, and toward my new class, which I had already been given a tour of a week before.

I walk inside and see the familiar multicoloured desks and walls, that make me smile out of instinct.

I look around the class, just to see who looks nice enough to be my friend. I spot a girl at one of the art tables, and sit down next to her.

"Hi." I say shyly to her. She turns to me and scrunches her nose.

"Ew." She quickly gets up and runs away, leaving me alone, the tears about to start flowing down my cheeks.

"Hello!" A loud voice says from beside me, I look over and see a boy, who has the biggest grin on his face.

"Hi." I reply quietly.

"I'm Reggie." He says loudly, I smile at him.

"I'm Y/n."

"I'm new here!" He says excitedly, barely able to keep himself on the chair.

"Me too, it's my first day today."

"No way! Me too!" He laughs, "Do you wanna be friends?" He asks me while scribbling down on a piece of paper.

"Okay, we can be best friends!" I shout excitedly, making him giggle.

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Present day

Who would've known that meeting a boy on the first day of school would have you set on a best friend for life? Not me that's for sure.

It's been 13 years since I met Reggie, and to this day, we're still as close as ever. While he has been away a lot recently (due to the fact that he's in a pretty famous band now) we still talk as much as possible, and we're both always there for one another.

Although Reggie was always my best friend, I did manage to make some new friends over the years, two of whom I have been getting closer to since he's been gone. Mason and Dylan are the twins that constantly make me laugh, making me forget how much I miss Reggie, and distracting me from every other negative thing in my life.

I am currently at the twins house, more specifically in their basement turned games room, scrolling through my phone as we all lounge around, not really doing much. It seems like nowadays, all I do is look through Reggies's pictures repeatedly wishing I was apart of his life again.

The twins' mom had asked if we wanted her to order some pizza before she left for work, and because we aren't psycho, we all said yes.

We hear a few doors open upstairs, and thinking that it was their mom, none of us really thought much about it.

There were a few more noises from the kitchen, so I got up to go help their mom with organizing the pizza, but as soon as I enter the kitchen, I'm met with a hooded figure, who is most definitely not their mom.

The figure was turned away from me, so I try to step backward as quietly as I can, but of course being who I am, I end up smashing into one of the many pairs of shoes laying on the floor outside of the kitchen, I didn't need to turn back to know that the person had heard it, so I instantly turned and ran to the basement, as I would never leave the boys alone without any knowledge.

By this point, I'm practically screaming my lungs off, one, because a stranger is currently changing me through the house, and two, I needed to get the guys attention.

With every sending that passed, the stranger felt like he was getting even closer to me, where eventually, as I reached the basement door, they grabbed my arm, leading me to practically body slam on the floor.

I heard mason and Dylan run up the stairs, and I knew that if I was going to give them any chance of getting help, I would need to do something. I turn over and firmly kick the stranger straight in their balls, as I had assumed that they were male.

The stranger instantly hunches down on the ground, as mason and Dylan help me up. We stare at the stranger as he groans in pain, but something about his voice sounds all too familiar.

I bend down and flip the hoodie, which had been covering his face, to reveal Reggie. And suddenly I feel frozen. The boys reunite, with Reggie still laying on the ground from my power kick. After a while, and some help from the twins, Reggie finally stands up, and faces me.

"Hey there." He knew he was on thin ice, so his tone was very hesitant.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I say calmly.

"It wasn't supposed to happen like that." He chuckles a little. I shake my head and walk straight past him, making my way out the front door.

I didn't know where I was going, but I was angry with Reggie, and I didn't want to be with him right now, although I did miss him.

"Wait up!" I hear him shout from behind me, but instead of slowing down, I pick up my pace. Unfortunately, Reggie has always been a lot faster then I am, which meant he caught up to me rather quickly. "I'm sorry!" He tries to get my attention, but I keep my head straight, not wanting to talk to him.

"Please talk to me, I didn't come home early to be ignored." He pulls on my arm gently, learning from the last time he grabbed it.

"You should've thought of that before you scared us half to death." I rip my arm out of his grasp and continue walking.

"I just wanted to surprise you, I didn't know you would react like that, if I did I would've just called you." I roll my eyes as I walk. "Can you just hug me, I think we both know you can't resist me for long."

I stop in my tracks and stare at him, for a while he looks uneasy, as he wasn't able to read my expression. Within a few moments, my arms are around his neck, and I'm hugging the life out of him.

"If you ever pull that shit again, I will kick you even harder." I whisper in his ear.

"Noted. Pretty sure I won't be able to have kids thanks to you." I finally smile at his comment, hugging into him even more then before.

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