Malicity

Chapter 1

Avery's POV:

"I messed up my nails." My best friend, Ginny, squeals in frustration.

"Maybe you need better nail polish, Gins." My sister, Mary, says. 

"Hold on lemme help." I wipe her nails with the wet wipe and redo them.

Ginny rolls her eyes. "I swear you do everything perfect."

I laugh and open my arms wide. "That's meeeee."

"And Mary, my nail polish is perfectly fine. It is amazing. The best actually." Ginny makes her voice high and mighty, sticking her chin up. I chuckle. Ginny looks up at the TV propped up on the wall in my room and yells, "I SWEAR RORY JUST MARRY HIM."

I pop a piece of popcorn into my mouth when Ginny says out of the blue. "I wonder what nail polish tastes like."

"Ginny no." I say firmly, narrowing my eyes at her.

"Ginny yes." She teases.

"Don't do it, Ginny." 

She smirks. "Do it, Ginny." 

I sigh and google 'what happens if you eat nail polish' and show her my phone. "Don't do it."

"Google sucks." She whines and throws her head back.

"You know it's gonna make you sick."

She mocks me, and I roll my eyes and paint the last of my fingers with red nail polish. 

"Avery once ate nail polish." Mary says suddenly.

"MARY-" I cup my hand over her mouth, cheeks turning red.

"What did it taste like?" Ginny asks, and I ignore her.

"It was hilarious." Mary comments.

I look at the TV and giggle when I see Rory and Dean kissing under a tree. 

"YESSSS BABY." Ginny squeals. 

"They are so adorable, UGH." I whine, admiring Dean.

"She's kissing him for me." She smiles and shuts her eyes, probably daydreaming.

"In your dreams." I mutter, still looking up at the TV. "He's mine." 

"PARDEN ME." She scoffs, "I meant Anakin Skywalker. Gosh he was hot."

"Meh, boys." Mary mutters. 

"No but he looked hot after he murdered everyone." Ginny responds in a dreamy voice.

"Ooooo, murder." Mary snickers.

"Mary???" I raise an eyebrow in her direction.

"What?" She giggles innocently.

"You're crazy." That's when I hear rain drops begin to patter on my bedroom window.

Sebastian's POV:

I breath heavily and throw back my head, looking at the sky. "I hate these people. Why can't they just give in? They're gonna die anyways. I'd rather die peacefully than with a pain in my hip from running."

"We're all gonna die too, you know." Xander states.

"Think I haven't thought about that?" I remark, and shiver. It's cold out here in the woods. Dark. Just how I like it.

"And you need to read the news more often." He says, and so I mock him, dragging the body into the woods. 

"Shut up." I say, and Mal rolls her eyes. "Ok what did we do wrong now, Mal."

"Why do I need to shut up?" Xander asks.

"Because you're annoying, buddy." I pull a fake smile, dropping the body onto the dirt.

"At some point we're gonna die but for now let's ignore that." Mal chimes in.

I grin. "But the thought is so wonderful."

"I know but still." She plops on the ground, leaning against a tree.

I grab a shovel and start digging a hole. "Stop standing around and help, Xander, geez."

Xander picks up another shovel and starts scooping dirt, and I look over at Mal. "Is that tree comfy?"

"Cozy."

I roll my eyes and continue digging. 

"Well, that's all the help you would get from me." Xander drops his shovel and stands near Mal.

"You know I'm the only one who works, geez." I roll my eyes.

"I've only seen you work 5 times in my life." Xander states, leaning his back against the tree.

"5 times more than you have." I spat, sticking my tongue out at him. 

He ignores me and turns to Mal. "Come on, Mal, let's do something more fun than this."

I clench my jaw, kicking the body into the hole. "If you keep it up, Xander, you're gonna be as heavy as this idiot." I shout as Xander and Mal start walking back through the forest. I start walking slowly and we eventually end up back at the house, and I go to my room and sit on the edge of the bed, staring at my feet. 

"When can we do something fun?" Xander asks, following me into my room with Mal trailing behind. 

"Murder." Mal snickers.

"We already murdurerd." Xander rolls his eyes.

"Hmmm." Mal hums.

"HOW ABOUT YOU GO TO FREAKING BED." I scream.

"Geez, Sebastian." Xander mutters, walking out of the room as I get under my covers and stare out the window.

"Jesus." Mal follows behind. 

I huff and cover my head, when something flashes through my mind, so I quickly turn and cover my ears, and eventually fall asleep.