Janitor's Closet

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Buzz has been creeping his way into my thoughts all day. First, haunting my room and now haunting my brain? Typical. I need to get him off my mind. My friends across the lunch table keep blabbering about the big annual homecoming dance. I can't believe I haven't told them about anything that happened last night. I probably shouldn't. They already thought the haunting part was stupid.

I was making my way down the school hallway until a big computer cart knocked me into the janitor's closet.

"Owwww my head. HOLY SHI-" A small, plastic white hand covered my mouth and shhh-ed me.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE BUZZ?" I whispered-screamed. What the actual shit. How the heck does he know where I go to school!!??? Oh right, since he's been apparently 'watching me all this time' he probably figured it out on his own. Stupid doll.

"Y/N."

"WHAT. what could you POSSIBLY want."

"Hee hee. Look at us. All alone in the janitor's closet..."

"Oh hell no." He definitely planned this.

"Go home Buzz! I'm going to class."

"Wait–!!" I slammed the door in his face and walked off to 3rd period.

"Playing hard to get I see" hm hm hm. 

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