Chapter1

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First horror story that I post on wattpad!! Hope u guys enjoy! :)

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Parker had her breakfast on the chair next to her. She was starving and the prof wasn't shutting up. He was talking about how the brain is so sensitive and blah blah. Beside her, Jeremy sat playing on his iPad an intense game of COD.

"Dude, shouldn't you be listening?" Parker whispered.

"Shush hun," Jeremy said distractedly. "I will get the notes off the website, no worries!" With a nudge from Parker he closed his iPad with a sigh and then opened his laptop to apparently take notes.

However, Jeremy opened Microsoft Word then he opened the game Slenderman.

"I hope you're aiming to pass," Parker whispered.

"Of course I am! Why would I be here then?!" Jeremy smirked relaxing back in his chair. "Besides I'm not like the only one who's not listening." It was true, sitting in the back of the hall they could see all the way below at their fellow classmates and their work. A lot were just on their laptops playing solitaire, Facebook or twitter.

Parker grabbed her breakfast from Starbucks and packed it up, "You're hopeless Jeremy."

"Whateves," Jeremy muttered focusing on the game, then he jumped violently, "Shit I didn't see him there!"

"Sure," Parker said rolling her eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity, the two headed to the food court to buy their lunch. After paying and taking their order they went to the corner by the large windows where their friend sat eating away at his BigMac. They sat at the table across from him and placed their lunches on it.

"How was lecture?" Sebastian said chewing his food.

"Ew gross, close your mouth man!" Parker said in disgust. "It was alright, how was yours?"

"I don't know, I wasn't paying attention." Sebastian grinned. Then he yawned. "I thought university was more fun."

"You thought wrong then," Jeremy smirked taking his fries and hamburger out of the Burger King bag while Parker ate her Shawarma happily.

"So what are we going to do for the weekend?" Sebastian asked changing the subject.

"I don't know I have like three chapters to read for psychology." Parker muttered rubbing her forehead.

"Hey babe, weekends is when we're supposed to chill," Sebastien said. "I know! My friend from a college near here said that there was an old couple near his house that were found dead in their home... It was a suspicious death sort of style, but freaky and I wanna check it out."

Parker and Jeremy exchanged glances, "I dunno Sebas."

The three went into silence then Parker smiled and she brought out an empty wine bottle from her bag. "Who wants to play?"

The wine bottle that Parker held was with the three since they were in elementary school when they found it near Parker's house. Then from that moment they made up a game that became an addiction to them. It was simple: someone takes the bottle and spins it, then whoever it lands on the person who spun the bottle will dare the person who was picked by the bottle. Then that person will spin it and so on. Then when everyone had a dare to do, they all do it in order after half an hour. However, the dares they did weren't like any childish dares, they pretty real, dangerous and fun dares to do.

"My room after the last lecture of the day," Parker smiled.

"Alright," Sebastian said eagerly clapping his hands and he took out his cellphone, "I'm texting this dude that I met this morning. He's pretty cool and he's a senior, we might get an advantage of becoming buds with him."

"What's his name?" Jeremy asked curiously.

"Blake," Sebastian muttered, "I'm inviting him to go with us."

"Sebastian it's my room!" Parker said annoyed, "You can't just invite someone that I don't know over to my-!"

"Look there he is, he's coming this way!" Sebastian said placing his finger on her mouth, "listen, it's frosh week and I really want to avoid that and I know you do too."

Parker and Jeremy looked over at the tall muscular guy coming towards them. He had a black SnapBack on and the University sweater with the logo on it. He looked like the typical douchbag... Who froshes.

"Hey man," Blake said sitting next to Parker, "Hey girl." He winked.

"Blake, this is Jeremy and Parker, you guys, Blake." Sebastian introduced happily.

"Now which one is Jeremy and which one is Parker? They're both guy names and I don't see a Spider-Man look alike."

"My name is Parker Dean not Peter Parker!" The girl snapped annoyed. "And it's not just a boy name, it's for both!"

"Chill, I was just kidding," Blake smirked then he looked at Sebastian, "So you want me to hang out with you tonight?"

"Yeah, can you make it?" Sebastian asked a little worried, "I mean its really cool to get to know a senior and all."

Blake waved a hand, "I dig man. I wanted the same thing as you when I was a freshman. You're smart to make such a move... Froshing does ruin one's reputation!" Blake smirked and turned to look at Parker, "So it's your dorm that we're going? You're cool with that?"

"No," Parker said a little angry, "I never asked for you to tag along."

Blake laughed and turned to face Sebastian, "Dude I'm in for tonight as long as there is beer... Oh and I'm bringing my friend Luke too."

"But..." Parker began and Sebastian shot her a pleading look.

"You should agree to whatever your friend is doing if you really cared about him." Blake slammed his palm against the table suddenly making Parker jump slightly and then he stood up smirking, "Gotta go, I'm meeting the football team from last year. I'll be sure to mention you Sebas." He ruffled Parker's hair and left.

"All of this just for a secure spot on the football team?" Jeremy asked in disbelief reaching out and helping Parker smooth out her hair.

"And not to get froshed," Sebastian added winking, "I did it for you guys too! Blake has your back!"

"How are you sure about it?" Parker asked.

"Trust me, I'm sure about it." Sebastian said cooly.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 02, 2013 ⏰

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