𖤐˚L̷i̷t̷t̷l̷e̷ P̷y̷s̷c̷h̷o̷˚𖤐 (𝙶𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

༻𓊈𒆜Chapter Thirteen𒆜𓊉༺

~Y/N POV: ~

It was now Monday morning and you woke up to a delicious smell of food you got out  of your sheets and went to the bathroom, washed your face, brushed through your h/c knots, brushed your teeth and then went to your bedroom once again, you were debating on whether to go back to sleep or not 'But there's food downstairsssss' you whined in your thoughts. 

You grabbed a f/c jacket and threw it onto you, it was only 7:00 am so you could probably  see what was so delicious, you peeped into the kitchen. 

"Not today Ghostbitch, get out." You said as he was frozen, a piece of toast in his hand and one still in the toaster out, he was just frozen "How the fuck did you even get in here?!" you asked while twitching an eye. 

You sighed "Make the rest of your toast and leave, or I'll shove you out, literally." you voice and he snapped back to reality and slowly nodded behind the counter, you walked over and then made your way to the fridge, you opened it and grabbed the orange juice and then reached for a cup but you couldn't reach, even though your fingers tips were touching. 

'Ghostbitch' as you called him then walked over and grabbed the cup, he then happily gave it you, "Thank you." you opened up, he nodded behind the ghost mask, if you could see his face right now, they'd definitely be smiling, you put the cup on the counter while the man in the mask layered some jelly on his toast and then walked to your back door and he looked at you. 

You tilted your head and then he tilted his head trying to copy you, he put his gloved hands in a shush motion and put them over the mouth of his mask, you nodded in understanding, then he opened your back door and walked away after politely closing the door behind him. 

Then you remembered, school, you shoved one of the pieces of toast that the ghostman forgot into your mouth, it tasted amazing, but there was no time for that, you went into the bathroom and cleaned the crumbs off your face then went into your room and grabbed your backpack, you then dashed to the front door and opened it. 

Stu was there, waiting "How long have you been there?!" You shouted, breathing heavily because of the rush, "A while." He voiced, "Well, lets walk, shall we?" you breathed out, as you walked along side him, your hands drifting close but you didn't mind, but his mind was racing at that moment, he felt like a little girl next to her school crush, wanting to squeal happily and hold your hand, instead, he just happily smiled. 

"So, is Tatum getting better?" you asked curiously, it's been 3 days since she got sick and it's taking your every will not to run to go see her, but you can't risk getting sick too, he downed a little hearing you wanted to talk about Tatum, " Yeah she's doing okay, just a few little coughs." He exclaimed still happy, he decided today was the day he won't get mad that he's still with Tatum. 

"Let's get to know each other a little more, sooooo, your favorite movie?" He happily beamed, "I think I'd have to go with, f/m." you excitedly voiced, someone wants to hear about your story! You were happy at that fact and you felt welcomed to the conversation with the taller male, now that you think about it... He's like as tall as ghostbitch... No- There's a thousand men that height. 

"Great choice! That ones definitely a must watch." He noted, "Hey were here, I'll see you in math." you spoke as you laid a ghost like smile onto your lips, "Okay! Byeee!" He happily shouted as you walked up the steps and he started following a few minutes later.