"(Y/N), I need you to focus. You're making this job, like, ten times harder," one of your closest friends, Bryan said. In fact, he was your only friend. The fact that you constantly had a monotonous expression kind of made people avoid you. But since Bryan is an annoying, talkative crap, you had no choice but to finally open up to him after months of dealing with his chatter and him dropping by your house uninvited all the time. He stared at you with an annoyed expression, his hazel eyes rolling once before he opened up his mouth again to speak, "Look, I know you're tired from having to study and junk for your dumb exam, but I need your help here."
You looked up from your textbook and narrowed your eyes at him, "You do realize this is for my final exam for history. If I don't get an A+ this I can kiss my high honor roll goodbye." You two worked at a local pizza restaurant, even though you weren't exactly the finest employee. Your social skills were very poor and you had other priorities.
You weren't the best history student in the world. You preferred math or physics because it actually made logical sense, unlike the imbeciles of the past who started wars instead of talking like a civil human being.
"I get that grades mean a lot to you, but I already covered nine tables for you. If you get fired, I go down with you. I'm not working here without you. Besides, you're at the top of our class."
You looked up at the clock, groaned, and shut your textbook, aggravated, "Well, I'm out of time to study here. Our shift ended five minutes ago. Let's go, Bryan." The clock read 7:05 PM. Bryan glanced at the clock as well and his face scrunched up in annoyance. He swept some of his gelled hair back into place before picking up his small, black and red bag and motioning for you to follow. You lazily dumped your 2,000 page textbook into your overly crowded bag and trotted after Bryan, who was already out the door.
"You don't have to lug around all your books, you know," Bryan pointed out, "You're already a master at everything."
"No, I'm not," You grumbled angrily, still pissed from not being able to understand why the crusades from medieval times even happened. People are just so strange, "Can you stop acting like you're in the presence of Einstein himself? I'm your friend, I just want to be treated as an equal. Not a genius."
"All right, all right. So, you have to see the Star Wars movie! Damn, it was great and you still haven't seen it. (Y/N), are you even human?" Bryan exclaimed dramatically as the two of you approached the woods of your town. Since turning 18 the two of you decided to rent an place at a whole complex of isolated condos through the woods. Sure, it was peaceful beautiful during the day, but by night your mind went wild and and just said to you, 'Know what you haven't thought about in a while? Demons. Demons that will jump at you and kill you."
"I just didn't have time to see it in the theater. But I do ship PoeFinn," you laughed, attempting to lighten the eerie mood. Owls called and frogs chattered in the distance.
The two of you lived far north of the famous body of water that bordered you town. You lived in the gorgeous beach city. You decided to stay away from the beach after hearing stories about a group of strange women and a boy with super powers or something. The only time you've ever spoken to them was when you served the young boy and the tall lady with the square hair and shades. The boy loved to talk, but his companion mostly remained silent.
While making your way back to your condo with Bryan you decided to observe the stars.
'There's the little dipper, Orion's belt-'
CRASH.
You let out a shrill scream out of horror. Bryan did too, only he tripped over his own feet and fell on his back.
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