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Chapter 6 / Invitations and Nightmares

    I sat in the back of the van, glaring at Jeff in the darkness. Drew had spent the night that night, somehow both of our parents being okay with it. Mainly Gus, because he's a major asshole. He's so tough and mean to Drew it's not even funny. Constantly calling the kid names, belittling him. I'm not sure what goes on at home, but if he's this hard and mean to him in public I can only imagine at home.

"How the hell do you ride back here almost everyday? It's so dark and you slide all over the place!"

"I would have warned you the dangers of riding in the back of the van but, ya know.. I'm sure you have just ignored them anyways." I could almost picture Jeff's face as the van came to a stop. Neither one of us moving as we had a sightless stare off. The door opened, Drew standing there holding both doors open as he looked between us with a questioning brow. Jeff and I sitting in the back, both glaring at each other on opposite sides.

"It's not even like anything bad happen! Why are you so damn pissed off about this?"

"Yet. It hasn't happened yet." I walked around the van, the other two behind as we get our bikes.

"And what exactly is gonna happen? Huh?! What's gonna happen that's sooo bad?" I cringe, not exactly knowing myself. The feeling was there, the feeling as though something horrible was gonna happen, but I had no clue what was actually going to happen. Making the fear even more nerve wracking.

"..I don't know." I pushed my bike in the rack, avoiding eye contact for a moment.

"You don't know!? You don't even know, but you're acting like the end of t-"

"Hey!" Jeff stopped talking as the three of us looked towards the yelling. It was Clyde, as usual his goons right behind them. He finished making his way closer, his eyes flickering to me. I mean he was looking at me as he walked over, but his eyes seemed to examine me more than anything.

"Couple of us are having a party at Pet Sematary tomorrow night.." I blinked, mind stalling at the very mention of Pet Sematary, pushing my bike fully onto the rack now, forcefully.

"What's that gotta do with us?" I counter sharply.

"You three are invited." He states, as if it were obvious. I stare at him for a minute, waiting for him to suddenly start laughing. Like it was a joke of some kind, but he never did. I hummed to myself quietly before making my way inside the building.

   I ignored everyone, as I usually do, sitting at the end of the lunch table as the other two as I have been doing since Jeff and Drew ignored my warnings. I don't get lunch, I just sit there, usually with my head down in my arms as I waited for the dreadful period to end. I looked around the lunch room, a few people rushing around as almost everyone sat down at there tables. As usual, Clyde caught my eye. I let my eyes linger, continuing around the room as I noticed Jeff and Drew finally make their way to my end of the table with their lunch trays. I wonder if there's actually a party, or .. maybe it's a prank. We show up and there's no body there. Why would they have it at Pet Sematary though? Actually never mind, Clyde's more than likely arranged it, of course he'd have it there. I'm good for a spook story just like the next person, maybe even at a cemetary. But that place? That place, is almost like the epitome of evil. I dragged myself out of thought, the other two now sitting down in front of and beside me. Drew in front of me as Jeff sat beside me. I looked away from them, sadly looking in Clyde's direction since I had no other way to look. I avoided looking at his table, watching a group of girls huddled together writing in a notebook.

"So are we going?"

"Who knows, might actually be fun." I turned my head back to them quickly.

"You did hear the part where he said 'Pet. Sematary..?' Right?" At this point my head was lifted, my hands putting emphasis on 'Pet Sematary' as I margined each word side by side on the table in front of me.