Reunited

Friendless

"Angel, who the fuck is this? Why didn't ya kill 'er?" said a boy the size of a seven-year-old sitting on a red worn out couch, who wore a green hat, had blonde hair and a green tunic with a brown belt and boots. The thing that amazed me most was his eyes. They were pitch-black, and the pupils were just little red dots. Angel sighed. "She's new here, killed her siblings, blah blah blah. You'll get it sooner or later," she yawned, and headed towards the kitchen.

I looked around, embarrassed about my appearance. Everyone was busy. Well, not busy busy, but busy as in they're all doing something.

Most of...them, were in the kitchen, and the rest were sitting on the couch watching the elf guy play Call Of Duty. I watched them laugh and talk, not even realizing I was there.

As I quietly fixed my hair, a guy that's pretty tall with a dark gray hoodie and brown hair, wearing a dark blue mask that has holes for the eyes, except the eyes were also a deep black noticed me and called me over to the kitchen.

"So, your new here, huh?" he chuckled. I shrugged and came over to him. "Y-Yeah..." I smiled weakly. The guy laughed. "I'm Eyeless jack, I've worked here for years now, not sure how many though. Hehe. Since I'm blind, just tell me your name and look, so I know you're you," he smiled underneath his mask, even though I couldn't tell. I squirmed.

"Um, my name is Milli, I, I'm kinda short for a 19 year-old...and, and I have blonde hair. I'm wearing a yellow shirt and skirt, my eyes are blue and I literally have freckles everywhere..." I laughed. Jack nodded. "Okay, that's nice. Thanks. Make yourself at home, and if you need anything, just ask me, I'll always be around." he smiled. Jack walked upstairs, and I heard the small click of his door closing.

I smiled a little. Okay, one thing down. I made a new friend. Now what? I strolled over to a seat next to the couch. I looked at a guy with jet black hair and completely white skin, and his mouth's corners with cut in. He wore a white-gray hoodie with black track pants. He just stared at me for a moment and looked back at the TV.

"Name's Jeff, by the way."

I raised my eyebrows. Not a really good name that's fits with his look, but okay. I just slouched down and watched the TV show an uninteresting video game.

I wasn't really sure I would make a lot of friends here.