Reputations

Chapter 11| Creepy Old Mansion

"Next dare," he says challengingly.

I whip out my phone and text him.

Sienna: There's a creepy old mansion in the woods. Next Dare: We sleep there and whoever gets scared first loses. Loser must spray paint a police car

Alton: Intense😏I'm in

I look up from my phone to find him smirking.

I smirk back before walking away.

"Where're you going?" He asks.

"To the mansion," I reply.

He jogs up next to me and we walk away from the school and head to the woods.

Let's do this.

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I open the door as it creaks.

The floorboards creak under our weight as we walk inside.

"How did you find this place?" He asks quietly.

I fall silent.

This place, as weird as it is, is where I came for comfort.

Years ago when my mother was murdered, I was stupid and decided to talk a walk in the woods.

I found this place and I just stayed here for the longest time, to just hang out. It was definitely in better shape then. Now it looks like it's going to collapse any second.

"Sienna?" He asks confused as to why I didn't reply.

I ignore him and continue to wander further into the mansion. I walk into one of the bedrooms upstairs with Alton following.

The room smells musty and noises echo against the bare walls. This was my favourite room. There's no furniture but it just has a good feeling in this room.

"I'm sleeping in here, you find a room," I tell him as I shove him out the door of the room.

I hear his footsteps as they make the ground underneath him squeak every time. I hear him open a door and I look into the closet of my room and pull out a big box. It's probably the size of a fridge.

It's a big box but it holds what I need.

I pull out some clothes that I left here recently because I had this place in mind and I visited. I always bring clothes to make sure I always have some clothes or pyjamas I can change into.

I also take two twin sized cushions. They aren't mattresses but they're used for the same purpose, but I think you're supposed to put them on lounge chairs.

I pull out a few blankets and pillows.

I grab a pillow and a blanket and drag them to Alton's room that he chose and I open the door and throw it inside. The blanket hits his legs and fall on his feet as the pillow hits him in the back of the head.

"Hey! What the fuck?" he yells spinning around.

I just smirk as he bends down picking up the pillow. We look at each other before he starts chasing me. I run out of his room and run into mine. I take one of my pillows and hold it out ready to hit him.

We circle around each other with smirks as we hold our pillows like they were baseball bats. He takes the first hit and I cover myself with my pillow. 

I hit him back hard with the pillow and he even looses his balance a bit until he regains it and hits me again.

We hit each other with the pillow some more until I finally land a hit slightly in his face, but it mostly hit his, undeniably, sharp, hot jaw.

Not gonna lie, his jaw is perfect. I'm really weird for saying that, but it's true.

Before he can get balanced on his feet I quickly hit him on the chest and he falls to the ground. We both laugh our heads off in amusement.

I haven't laughed like this in a while.

"I win," I say proudly. He just gives me a look and I shrug it off.

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"Is there food in this place?" he asks me. I nod before pulling a big bag of food that I brought.

"You have to fight me for the food, though," I say teasingly before holding away from him as he tries to grab it.

"You should know better than to keep food away from a man," he says with a smirk.

"What man? I only see you?" I tease with a big smirk.

He gives me a glare, but it looks filled with amusement. He tries to tackle me and I run out of the room. I run down stairs and hide in the storage room under the big staircase.

I lock the door just as I hear his heavy footsteps just above me. The stairs creak and sound like they're going to break, and he would go through the floor.

I fight the laughter that threatens to escape my lips as I imagine Alton falling through the floor.

His footsteps move down the stairs more and I hear his feet land as he walks away from the stairwell.

"Sienna?" he yells in a haunting voice.

I stifle a laugh at his weird tone, but his footsteps halt to a stop at the small squeak that managed an escape.

His footsteps move backward, and they stop in front of the door. He heard that, and now I'm dead. I mean, taking away food from this guy may not have been the smartest choice, but come on, it's funny. 

Well, at least it's funny until they catch you.

I hold my breath as the doorknob slowly turns. It's like those scenes in the horror movies where you're waiting for the murderer to slowly come inside and kill you.

The door opens a crack and I lay on the ground quickly and quietly after hiding the food bag.

I act dead and I like to consider myself good at acting so when the sun light from the other room pours in, I fight the urge to squint my eyes to the brightness and listen for Alton footsteps coming into the room.

I have absolutely no idea why I'm acting dead, but it seemed like a good idea.

"Sienna! What!" I hear Alton scream.

Oh, he totally bought it.

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A/N: Okay, so I updated and I hope you enjoyed. Nothing much happened, But this is just the beginning. Something that I find to be funny, but cruel.. in a way. I guess you'll have to wait for my next update to find out what I mean though.

Anyway! Thank you so much for the support on this book! This book has even gotten in the charts. Currently the highest rank is #87 in Teen Fiction! That's crazy! So really for every vote comment and follow I am really grateful! So thank youu! <3

I hope you enjoyed!

-Sarah