Killed, well Almost

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by Ayvid123

by Ayvid123

Friday is in highcrest, she is in year 17, Mr Fontana is their dorm supervisor cuz the girl supervisor didn't stop the girls from midnight feasts and sometimes she'd joined them, then there was an old grumpy lady but she died so now they have Mr. Fontana. Boys dorms are a level above the girls (Same building) and placed after book 8 but like a few months before book 9 (after Ian has left.)

~Friday Pov~

Swearing***

"Fuck Fuck Fuck" I mutter repeatedly. I'm on the verge of tears but I must stay strong and be an emotionless human. "BARNES!" My head snaps up, it was Mr. Maclean, "Just because I'm 35 doesn't mean I can't hear you, so now watch your language young lady... also what is the project we're doing next week." I look around, all eyes are on me. Embarrassed I whisper "umm... I don't know" "Exactly now pay attention to my class!" He orders.
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Finally once class was over Melanie came up to me with a frown on her face. Well this was new, Melanie never frowns.
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M Are you okay? You've never sweared in your life.

F Yeah I'm fine

M. Okay if you say so... but if anything is going on remember I'm always here.
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I decided to skip history, it was useless shit anyway like why tf should I care about dead people it was all in the past anyways. Melanie went to her class so this left me alone in the hallway. 11:32am was what showed on my watch. I grin, it was Mr. Fontana's free period.

A/N umm from now on I didn't edit so yeah👍

I walk towards his office, luckily no one saw me. I always thought of Mr Fontana as an older brother/dad didn't know which yet, he is only 22 so that means he is 1 year out of university. Enough thinking, I lift my hand and knock onto the door.

Hello says a deep voice

**Fontanas pov

I see a small girl peaking through the door I look her up and down and realise it's Friday. The girl looks frightened and her eyes are glassy. " come in" I say gently. She nods.

** Fridays pov
I walk not realising yhat my eyes are watery. "I-I am stressed so can I please vent everything to you?" I whisper. He nods a reply. I search his eyes and he looks genuinely worried. I take a deep breath and spill. "I miss Ian very much and since he's in Italy I have no where to go for the holidays and I'm genuinely stressed and ...in love... with him as well as heart broken and depressed and bored. *sighs* Everyone treats me like shit when I try my best, I get it I'm an ugly nerd but I do my best for this stupid fucking bitch filled school... I- I- I wanna die... I also umm... I don't really care about what you're gonna say but... you're genuinely like a dad/brother to me and I was hoping you could help me." By now tears were spilling down my cheeks. I tried to not look in his eyes because I don't wanna know his reaction to this. I showed my fucking P.E. Teacher my weak side, what tf was I thinking! "You could... stay with me?" He says nervously. "Seriously Alaric, there's no fucking I'm staying with you, you have a fucking affair with miss Priddock!" (I think that's how you spell her name) He looks at me wide eyed then yells "How tf do u know that!!" I flinch... he looks sorry. "It's obvious" I mutter. "Ok Friday... we've got a few weeks until the holidays... we'll eventually think of a plan Kay?" I nod. "Alaric... I love you," then throw myself towards him and I wrap my arms around his chest. He looks confused but he awkwardly hugs back. Just then I see Alex a year 9 standing at the door. He steps back, "Sorry sir." "It's ok kiddo, we were just finishing up... also how many times have I told you not to call me that," "I better get going Alaric, I don't want to miss my first home economics class," I say. "ok but Friday honey, please call me Mr. Fontana during class," I give him a smile and walk of but then my intrusive thoughts hit me. He JUST CALLED ME HONEY! OMG OMG AARGH. I called him Alaric... what If Alex thinks we're in a relationship omg. I mean I am turning 17 and he is 22. It sounds like a big age gap but it's only 5 yrs. I mean it is big but not that big. Did he see when i said I love you omg omg omg I said I love you to the fucking pe teacher.

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"FRIDAY ASTRELLA BARNES" (Is that her middle name?) "Why were you late? On the FIRST lesson of home ec this term," "I was in the office" I whisper. Then take a seat next to Melanie.
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M- "Friday?"
F-"Hmm"
"You good?"
"Yeah I'm fine"
"You know fine can mean anything,"
T- "PELLY QUIT TALKING TO YOUR BESTIE, SHE WAS ALREADY LATE,"
"Yes Miss."
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"Ok you guys are going to research and find a recipe to make a healthy dinner, but first we're going to learn about the balanced meal diet,"
Miss Smith kept on rambling on but we literally learned this every fucking year. After that boring ass lesson we had lunch.

I walked into the cafeteria to see Mirabella glaring at my way. I obviously ignored her and went to sit down with Melanie. "Friday... aren't you worried?" "Wdym Mel? Why would I be worried?" "Umm u know that boy Christopher?" "Yeah what about him," "he sent a threat towards you" i gulp... Mel gives me a note and I read it aloud. "You know that beloved boy of yours... Ian Wainscott if you don't agree to what I say he going to be dead, so you must follo the instructions of evry letter after is one," "his grammar is so bad lmfao" I add.

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A few weeks later...

I had received a few letters but didn't think much of it, they instructed me to do send certain info and do certain things but I didn't care. I walk out of the cafeteria with my lunch tray in hand. During summer we were allowed to sit outside and eat in the sun. To my left Isee Mr Fontana observing the footy team's food... what a freak. To my right I had Mel. I look back towards Mr Fontana and see a figure moving suspiciously... I drop my tray and it clatters to the ground. Everyone turn toward me but I didn't care. I pumped my legs racing towards Mr Fontana pushing him to the side saving but I got stabbed in the chest. I groan, crouching to the ground using my hand as support. I glance up to see where he was but he was gone. Although I knew who it was, it was...

Christopher