dead or alive | cake au

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* lukes pov *

"Charlie, Charlie are you here?" Are the only words you can hear at the moment at my school. People believing that they can talk to the spirits and possibly summon satanic demons.

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"Lucas!" My best friend Michael calls, running after me. I turned around to face the boy. He wore the usual back skinny jeans and black converse and another one of his band tees, however his hair was a different colour, blonde.

"Nice hair mate, suits you" I commented my eyes focusing on the older boys hair. I received a small smile in return.

"Do you believe in this Charlie Charlie thing" he questioned.

"Nope," I relied quickly "it's a load of bullshit. C'mon let's be real a piece of divided into quarters with the words yes and no cannot summon a demon, especially with a pen"

"Be careful what you say Hemmings." Michael said cautiously.

"What why?" I snapped.

"The demons, you never know they could be hearing this right now" he stated.

"You really believe in this, Mike. You know it's impossible to see dead people, spirits or demons even with today's technology!"

"I guess" Michael muttered sheepishly

The bell rang out signalling the end of the day and start of the weekend. "See you Mikey" I cheered giving him a bro hug. "See you later Lukey" he said. I walked home, just wanting to get there as quick as possible. I took the shortcut which required me to walk past the cemetery. The cemetery had big iron gates that were rusting badly and the fence around the area was also rusted iron. There was a small dirt path that winded its way around the grass while all the head stones were covered in a thick layer of moss. I got shivers down my spine as I noticed that there was a group of around 100 people. They're skin was all rotted and some of the people have distorted figure, others were missing large chunks of skin. 'It's just a funeral' I chanted to myself over and over again. I broke out into a sprint as I noticed the people staring at me.

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As soon as I opened the door I threw my bag down and let it hit the wall. I ran up the stairs before running up the stairs to my bedroom, and plopping down on my bed. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.

From: Lacey
Hey Luke! Party 7pm tonight @ mine.
See you there ;) x

"Fucking slut" I whispered. Lacey is a bleach blonde haired girl who always wears really short clothing with very high heels. Her face is always caked in make up and she's slept with about everyone in the school, except me and I knew tonight she was going to try and get in my pants.

To: Mikeyyyy :-)
Are you going to Lacey's tonight?

From: Mikeyyyy :-)
Yeah you?

To: Mikeyyyy :-)
Yeah - Can you pick me up at like 6:45?

From: Mikeyyyy :-)
Yeah, see you soon buddy xx

To: Mikeyyyy :-)
Bye xx

I ran downstairs to see Ben, Jack, Celeste and Zoe sitting on the couch. "Uncle Lukey" Zoe screamed running to me and jumping into my arms. "Hey baby" I cooed. I greeted everyone else. I excused myself from the group once I saw it was 6. I ran up to the bathroom for a shower. I turned on the hot water and stepped in humming to myself slightly.

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I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I walked across the hall and into my bedroom. I dropped the towel and just started at my reflection. My room was quite small compared to the other rooms in my house, however it was still quite big and spacious. The walls were covered in posters of many bands such as Blink-182, Green Day and Good Charlotte, to the extent where you couldn't see an inch of white wall. There are also a few photos of me and Michael overlapping some of the posters. My bed was a black wood colour and had black covers on it, as well as some fairly lights on the headboard. Next to my bed sat a large black desk, that had all my work sprawled out across the surface, and my charger and laptop on it as well. On the wall opposite the door sat a window, with a full length mirror next to it. My door was usually shut and my wardrobe was next to that.

I opened the wardrobe and scanned through all my clothes. I finally settled for the usually black skinny jeans and black high top converse. I slipped a plain black t shirt on and then pulled on my red and black flannel. I went to the bathroom and got out my gel, styling my hair into a high quiff and out on some cologne. I walked back into my room and looked at myself in the mirror, making sure I looked perfect. The sound of a car horn sounded and I knew Michael was here. I ran downstairs only to be stopped by mum. "Lucas, where do you think your going?" She said sternly. "To a party" I stated, rolling my eyes. "Give me details" she said. "Going with Michael, coming back which Michael, it's at Lacey's house and finishes at 12." I casually stated. "Okay, bye have fun!" She said and kissed my cheek. Just before I closed the door I heard her shout "Stay with Mike!" I walked into the crisp night air and shivered slightly.

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I pulled open the door to the older boys car and was greeted by the warm air. "Hey Lukey Boy" He greeted me happily. "Hey Mikey" I giggled.
"You ready to party?" He questioned
"Yeah sure" I sarcastically said
He just laughed at my response and turned the radio up. We drove past the cemetery and I saw the same people as last time, however there were more and some more distorted and charred, almost burnt looking. I chose to ignore it again until I saw a manly figure chasing after the car.
"Mike! Drive faster" I panicked.
"Why?" He questioned
"Can you not see the person following the fucking car?" I screeched.
He turned around and frowned.
"Luke... there's no one there. No ones following us. No one is in sight" He slowly said.
"Yes there is Mike!"
"Are you already drunk?"
"What no!"
"Luke, it's just your imagination okay? Now let's get you to this party!"

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