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(Y/N's POV- next day)
"Holy shit.." I mumbled to myself, sitting up on my bed and stretching.
I can't believe that all happened.
Thank god it's a weekend.
I'm scared of Nick.
That betraying asshole.
Well, as for the girls, Nick said they were with him..
But..something just tells me they're good.
I think.
Ping!
A text message.
From Ghostface.
What? I changed his name in my contacts.
I don't wanna keep looking at Unknown every single day.
"Good morning, (Y/N)." He texted.
"Good morning."
"Did you sleep well?.."
"I guess. I'm still pretty creeped out about what happened last night."
I thought this bitch wanted to murder me..
"Oh really?"
"I'm sorry to hear that."
I sighed, scratching my neck.
"Yeah. Thanks."
"Do you have any plans today?"
This man...
"Not really. I was thinking about going to the park after I eat breakfast."
"I see. Goodbye (Y/N)"
"Erm...bye then."
'I wonder what he's up to...?' I thought to myself.
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I turned off my phone.Why the hell did I tell him where I was going?
You know what..
I'll just deal with that later.
I know what he looks like anyways.
I picked my clothes for this morning and walked into my bathroom.
Y'know..I feel like he's starting to have a liking to me.
Few minutes went by (my pants are complicated), and I was finally done.
I went downstairs and headed to the kitchen for breakfast.
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"Ah...fresh air.." I sighed, closing my front door and locking it.
"Now...where the fuck is this park..." I mumbled to myself, pulling out my phone from my back pocket.
"It shouldn't be that far."
I searched up "Woodsboro Park"
1.9 miles.
38 minutes.
38 minutes of fucking walking.
Welp..I guess it can be fucking far.
(Third person POV)
(Y/N) started their long walk to the park.
Luckily, today was a windy, cold day.
So it wasn't too hot.
Perfect walking weather.
"This..is gonna take a while." They muttered to themselves, staring at the navigator on their phone.
"I wonder if there's stray cats at the-oof!" Before they could finish talking, somebody bumped into them.
(Ghostface's POV)
"Oh..god, I'm sorry.." I said, checking if (Y/N) was alright.
'This was all going so well..this is the closest I've ever gotten to them so far.'
"You look so amazing up close."
'Shit! Why the fuck did I say that?! I'm so stupid!'
"Yeah..I'm fine..wait- what'd you say?" (Y/N) said, realizing my mistake.
"I...erm, nothing. Sorry." I quickly said, walking away.
Maybe seeing them up close without my disguise really doesn't work for me
"Uh- wait! Sir!" (Y/N) suddenly shouted, grabbing the sleeve of my shirt.
"Sorry..I panicked." They said, letting me go.
"But..um..could you maybe..help me? With something?"
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- 𝒞𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒.- (Ghostface x reader)
HorrorHigh school. 1996. (Y/N) discovers the history of Woodboro, and its killers. Billy Loomis and Stu Macher. Although nobody knows where Stu went, the original Ghostface, Billy Loomis was still on the loose. The new senior transferee met new friends, g...