Kyndall:
Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep...
I open my eyes, looking at the time. 11:00 am. I groan and slam the snooze button. Why the fuck did I set a fucking alarm? I roll over and cover my head with my comforter and that's when it dawns on me. "Oh shit the wedding is today! I'm gonna be late!"
I get up off the bed, running to the bathroom. I take a shower, washing my hair. In about twenty minutes I'm out, drying off and getting dressed. I put on my blue sundress, and my white flats. Oh my god why didn't I get up earlier?
I quickly comb my straight brown hair, and I apply minimal makeup.
I run to the kitchen, grabbing a quick bite to eat then I rush to the bathroom again to brush my teeth. After I rinse my mouth out, I run out the door, locking it quickly.
I rush to my car, frantically getting in. Fuck I'm late! I search for my keys, putting them in the ignition, starting the car, then taking off. Scarlett will be so mad...
I finally get to the church. I run to the doors, pushing them open. "Hey guys sorry i'm- Oh shit..." I say. The church floor is littered with dead bodies. Pools of blood are everywhere...
A tall man turns and looks at me, guns in his hands. "I think you should've stayed home today." He says with a smirk. He pulls the trigger on one of his guns, and everything goes black.
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Die For You
Ficção AdolescenteThey just woke up dead, but feeling more alive than ever. They each get to meet guys who will turn their life around in a short period of time. For both: There's this one guy, and he seems so polite, and so nice, but shady. And then, what about the...