Slasher 2 : He's Poison.

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''OK, were gonna play, 30 minutes in heaven.'' said this random guy.

Uh-uh, not 30 minutes, can't it just be 7, like it couldn't it get more time.

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STILL Brandon's P.O.V.

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''Ok, who wants to go first?'' asked the same random guy.

''Mark, I think, Brandon here wants to go first'' said Greg, oh, his in trouble now

And now I know that guys name, Mark, note to self, don't forget.

''N-no someone else can go'' I said, stuttering at the begining a little bit.

What! I don't like being the center of attention.

Everyone is looking at me, it's creepy.

But, Greg pushed me into were the guy Mark was. And I had to grab something out of a 'magician-looking' hat.

I pulled out a paper, and so did the others after wards.

I looked at it, I got number 14, ah, my favorite number.

I was born on it, May 14, yup.

Aftyer a while, two by two, were being sent to different rooms, with the timer on.

Some, didn't even come out when time had run out.

Are you guessing what I'm guessing?

Yup, that's what there doing, nasty! I know.

''Number 14!!'' yelled Mark.

I stood up, and guess to my luck, another guy did as well.

''Umm, I think there's something wrong here'' I told him.

''Nop, now go to the room at the end of the hall, the one with the mahogony door.'' he ordered.

I didn't want to go, with a...boy.

I'm not gay.

I don't care what my friends have said, but I'M. NOT. GAY.

NO, NO, GAY!!

But do they listen?

No!!!

I think they've told everyone that I'm gay, when I'm not.

This is so infuriating.

Ugh!! I hate them.

Unfortionetly, now I was in a room, with a complete stranger, another guy, who looked older, maybe 17, I don't know.

The room, well it was...it was....lets just say, very expensive looking.

Like, if someone had died, after mking it, or just even designing it.

I sat in a corner, trying to be as away as I could.

''Hey'' he said.

''Hi'' I said back, I don't want to be rude.

''Let me introuduce myself, I'm Bryan, and you are?'' he said handing me his hand, as he st beside me.

''Brandon'' I said simply.

''You don't want to be here?'' he asked, after a while of akwuard silence.

''Is it that obvious?'' I said, maybe a little too sarcastic.

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