Blackemia Apocalypse

Chapter 2

Samantha's POV 

I'm confused, shocked. I don't know what to do. Sure, Gabby seems chill but it could just be a spam. Why am I so paranoid? I chuckle lightly at how childish I seem. I mean really? A thousand year old villain after us? Yeah right. Much more confusing: We're a threat. What is that suppose to mean? 

I feel so weird. I think as my trails of thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. 

"Gabby?" I say "I got it." What? This is crazy. "What do you mean?" "Get home now!" she says hanging up. Knowing her it's important.

Gabby's POV 

I walk home and as I passed by a familiar alley. I see that There was writing: S&Gterces@park I didn't know what's happening. With all that happened today It's all unclear. I know who it is Retardo? Retard LOL joke ummm Yes! Ricardo Tobin! I need to get home. On my way there I called up Sam telling her to get home.

"Hey! Sam! Can you please shut that thing up?" I shout at my phone, looking crazy in the street obviously. I see, she was listening to One Direction's "Best Song Ever". Yes she's a directioner, anyways.cback to the topic.

She shut it and said, "Did I ever have to pick this up? You see, I'm really partying in my room right now,"

"Samantha. Alone partying in your room. Go to my apartment in thirty. Bye," I hanged up and didn't care about what she was going to say.

I headed to my apartment, and doodled for a minute, or thirty minutes.

*knock knock*

"GABRIEELLLLLLEEEE!" Woah.

"What?! You knew this is an apartment and everyone else is doing their personal business right?!" I whisper-shouted

She went in and went to my computer.

"Are you really addicted to twitter? We need to talk about something," I fixed my study table.

I don't really study. I do it for artworks. I'm actually good at drawing but that doesn't work for these modern subjects already. Except arts.

"What?" She looked at me irritatedly

"When I was walking earlier to my apartment, I saw this street nam---," I was cut off by Sam

"Look. I have no interest in doing or listening things to a crappy threat note that fell out in your locker. I have no time for these. Mind if I sleepover? I'm so tired, Gab. Let's just talk this over tomorrow morning," she turned off the computer

"Uhm.. Okay. Sure. I'll just.... Fix my things," I walked and she laid on her bed

I saw some misplaced note. Yeah. A misplaced note on my computer desk. It must be Samantha's. She already closed her eyes. I can read it.

"Dear Gabrielle, 

You know you shouldn't be reading this. 

But okay. Since you are tempted,  

I will be starting the game in a week or a month. 

Or a day. 

Let's just say, 

Blackemia is a clue. 

You'll be needing your History teacher. 

-R.T."

R.T. As in Ricardo Tobin.

Why? What?

What was he all talking about?

And why... Did he know all my actions?

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Gabrielle Jones at the RIGHT :))