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THE SOUND OF shoes hit the ground, crunching leaves and other various items around the group of seven.
panting, [Y/N] was running as fast as they could. dread, fear and adrenaline coursed throughout their body as they tried their best not to trip.
"TIME?" a ginger girl yelled, looking over her shoulder toward a boy with glasses. "8 minutes!" he replied, glancing at his watch, a shotgun in his other hand.
'im going to shit my pants oh my god.' the [hair color] thought as they continued to follow the ginger, known as ashlyn banner.
ashlyn banner has been a dear friend to [Y/N] for a while. they both met during middle school and surprisingly hit it off even though ashlyn is an antisocial introvert who hates people.
she had green eyes, freckles that covered her pale skin, and long braided ginger hair. hair that earned her a lifelong nickname from [Y/N], 'leprechaun' (even strawberry if they feel generous.)
as the seven ran, they approached the place known as "the school bus graveyard."
it was a spot for abandoned school buses, which happened to be right next to ashlyns house.
"the graveyard!" [Y/N] exclaimed. they genuinely have never felt so relieved except that one time a kid threw up during their presentation. it ended up being cancelled and the teacher forgot about it entirely, just giving them an A. best day ever.
they approached the graveyard, weapons in hand. they all were silently praying to whatever higher force that they would make it before it caught them.
ashlyn made it in first, standing next to the button as she waited for the rest of the group to enter.
"CLOSE THE GATE, CLOSE THE FUCKING GATE." a dark brunette boy yelled. tyler hernández was his name. he had tan skin and dark brown eyes, so did his twin sister, taylor.
ashlyn slammed her hand on the red button, the gate closing as the group moved in front of the door. they kept a distance just in case as they watched carefully.
they readied their weapons in case it made its way inside.
as they all watched, they observed the creatures features. it was all black, besides its disgusting white crooked teeth and it's abnormally small white eyes. it was skinny and quite twiggy, but had much strength and speed.
before it could enter, the gate closed. scratching and banging could be heard at the gate door.
the group slumped over. [Y/N] leaning onto tylers shoulder as he rested his hand on his knee, catching his breath.
"alright," ashlyn panted, "lets head to the bus." she said. the group regained posture and walked slowly to their regular spot.
they all fell into their seats with multiple groans and sighs. they left their weapons by the door, not needing them in the moment.
"that sucked." tyler said, resting his head against the worn out bus seat. taylor by the window on the left. ashlyn sat on the right side of the bus, alone as she rubbed her calloused feet. she would need to get new shoes somehow.
behind them was aiden and ben clark. the two were cousins. aiden had dyed blond hair and red eyes. he was about average height for a 16 year old, being 5'7. beside him to the window was ben. he was 6'0 with short brown hair and hazel eyes. behind the two was [Y/N] and logan fields. logan was about [Y/N]s height, being around 5'4. (please forgive me for giving you a height!) he wore glasses and had light brown hair and bright blue eyes. he sat near the aisle while [Y/N] slumped against the window of the bus. they had [color] hair and [color] eyes.
"the banging stopped." ashlyn said. however, [Y/N] felt a jolting feeling. before they could even speak, tyler unknowingly interrupted, "it probably gave up or-" he opened his eyes. "somethi-" he cut himself off.
[Y/N] jumped up, ashlyn seemed to flinch as well. the same feeling punched [Y/N] in the gut as just then, a black clawed hand grabbed the door of the bus. it's head peaked inside, it's horrific smile twitched.
"HOW?!" tyler and a few others yelled. they all immediately jumped up and ran into the aisle, regretting the choice of leaving their weapons by the door.
they slowly backed up as the creature came closer.
needless to say, THEY WERE FUCKED.
[•] — bam. official chapter 1 of the new series. i have been up since 11 at night. it's 9 in the morning. fuck you daylight savings.
