˚Y/N L/N, a strong, bold and independent 17 year old who has been in Woodsboro, California for 7 years, and has a few friends. Tatum, Casey Becker, Steven Orth were her best friends ever since she was in middle school. They all spent most of their c...
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~Y/N POV:~
It's been two days since Sidney got attacked and you haven't seen that ghostfuck in a while and you're craving blood, again, well might as well wait for your next target because Cory is like, high level risk, so you stick to the popular idiots who don't even know half of the alphabet.
That means the target you're stuck with is the one and only Buster Chambers, the dumbest guy you've met, he asked you how to spell orange in English last year.(If you get the reference I love you)
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Buster Chambers
Following him is the easiest thing in the world, you could fall in front of him and he wouldn't even notice, one time someone cut his finger off and he didn't notice until someone screamed and pointed to his missing finger and he just said "where'd that go?" the boy is the most oblivious thing in the world.
You were in room at the time and sitting criss crossed apple sauced on your comfy ass bed and you decided to go kill Buster Chambers, not like anyone would notice anyway, sadly.
You crawled over to the edge of your bed and then stood up onto your feet and grabbed your f/c shoe box that you had stored your knife in, you took it out and stared at your eyes through the silver that was clear and polished, you then stood up and laid the knife onto your desk.
You started to get undressed and once you were just in underwear, you looked at your full body length mirror and you sighed, feeling insecure about your body, you then wore all black once again, once you were fully clothed, you slipped on some sneakers and grabbed your knife and coat, you stuffed the knife deep into your coat pocket then got on your way to Busters.
You decided you were going to take a shortcut through the forest you started walking towards the overgrown forest, it was choked by it's own overgrown branches, the forest resembled a sprawling fortress, barricading the warmth of the sun and blue sky, you walked through the frosted palace while admiring the wonder of it all as your sneakers crunched carpets of fine evergreen needles that covered the forest floor, perfuming the clearing with a pungent, yet, sweet scent.
As you walked through the foreboding forest, you started to see light again, you picked up the pace and then saw your destination, Buster's house, you walked up to it, a two story house with clean, shiny windows that had the sun reflecting off of them, a small font deck with a small black table and two red chairs, there was some white flower as well, taking up a spot on the small table.
You saw a ladder in one of the bushes, you saw a tiny yellow sticker on it with some writing, it read 'Belongs to: Autum chambers' you saw and didn't mind it, you then folded out the ladder and put it up to Buster's window.
You started climbing up and then peeped through the window, he wasn't there so you hopped in and hid under his bed, he walked into the room and stood by the bed, you took the risk and stabbed his foot, "Ow! Mother fucking son of a bitch!" He cried out out in agony while holding his foot and hopping around on the other one.
You held back a giggle while he was still hopping around, he then hopped to the bathroom to go check out his foot in the bathroom, you crawled out from under the bed and walked over to the black painted closet that had golden knobs on it and two skinny doors, you opened it and got inside, accidentally knocking a small plant holder over in the process and you heard a "What?" come from the blonde haired boy.
You held back another laugh as he hopped into the room and started searching around on one foot, he then looked at the vase and just stared at it, you then jumped out of the closet and pounced on him with the knife in your hands and you stabbed both of his arms and then he started speaking "Hey, y-you're really pretty." He stuttered, "Thanks?" you said in a confused tone.
You then stabbed his collar bone and he gasped as blood started gurgling up his mouth, "This is kinda hot." He said through being choked by all the blood in his throat, you growled at his words and started strangling him and you finally saw his eyes go dull, meaning it was time for you to go home you looked up at his dark blue clock above his door frame 'Only 7:41?" you thought to yourself.
You walked over to Buster's window and climbed down and you decided not to go through that shortcut forest because you aren't stupid, you paced down the sidewalks and streets and then you saw your home from a distance, you sprinted and once you finally reached your house you walked over to your window and climbed through.
The knife you used was still bloody but that didn't matter, you shoved it into your f/c shoe box and then changed clothes you didn't throw your clothes away this time because the only thing bloody was your hands and you went to the bathroom and washed them, you then went back to your room and flopped down onto your bed, 'What a weekend' you thought.
