Just a Phase

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My best friend and i had just moved into Freeridge, of course it may not seem like the best place to start a life but, we got a house for cheap and to me a deal is a deal.

  Plus i was able to score a job or two at a barbecue joint and a cashier, It may not be best to work two jobs mentally but you gotta do what you gotta do.

"I still think we should've moved to Vegas, Los Angeles seems more of a actor slash tourist dream not to mention this is a gang related street Y/n"

I let out a heaved sigh and looked up at Him "Darius you've been complaining since we got here, isn't this better than nothing?"

He took a moment to think then giving in his efforts to persuade me "I guess it could be, even still i think we should look for more houses just in case"

I smile handing him his box "I promise if this doesn't work out i'll raise extra money to get us first class tickets to 'Vegas' "

He chuckles, "Don't think your the only one who will be working, i got a job at a nearby hotel" He reaches into a box and pulls out a small safe the size of at least 5 goosebumps books.

"We can store any extra cash in here" he throws the safe key at me, i catch it smiling "Love the thinking" he laughs walking into his room unpacking more things.

  I sigh walking out onto the porch, I walk further down my driveway and out onto the side walk, following the path, our neighbors were out on their yard blasting music, yelling, trashing the yard, and laying back on a couch.

The couch was torn and old, stains mapped all around it, it was sitting in the yard occupied by men.

One of the men noticed me and yelled.

"AYI YOU NEW HERE CHICA"

That caught all of their attention and they all turned to me, i nodded keeping my eyes in the ground and kept walking.

They started laughing, "Getting those steps? you need em" one of them called, i looked up it was a young boy, younger than the rest.

I could tell what he meant by what he said, i look away and kept walking.

They continued laughing and talking, i sigh relived i got out of the situation, i look up to see a boy running towards me.

  He grabs my shoulders and pants out of breath "RUN THEY ARE WATCHING ALWAYS WATCHING I KNOW HE IS" he looks over scared, i look over and see a gnome in someone's yard.

he let's out a voice cracking scream and runs past me.

"Freeridge" i sigh and keep walking, a red car slowly moves down the cracked old pavement roads, I wait for it to pass by so i could cross the street.

It comes to a stop in front of me, i instantly step back a bit.

A man looks out the car window and stares at me.

"your not from here"

I shake my head, his presence makes me kind of nervous.

he looks at my shirt.

"prophet$"

I tilt my head a bit "prophet?, I don't think i'm anywhere near a prophet i see myself more as a inspirational figure to all rather than a-"

He stared at me.

"definitely not a prophet$"  He pauses, then starts again "got a name biggy".

That is hurtful "I prefer not to go by biggy but by Y/n"

He starts up his car again and stares at me.

"spooky" he says driving off, i watch him make his way a little more up the block then he turns into the driveway i dread to go past again.

of course he's acquainted to that house.

I cross the street and walk back down the street, i quickly pass the house and speed walk into mine.

I quickly shut the door, my best friend looks at me smirking.

"okay maybe house searching isn't a bad idea, for you know research purposes"

He chuckles, "Ayi do you have a knack for admitting i'm right"

I roll my eyes.

Oi give me strength