As the bell rang one last time, the teens cheered as they sprinted for the door, soaring off into summer as they took off their heavy albeit valuable backpacks, textbooks and school uniforms for embarrassingly short shorts, painful tans, and occasional "Netflix and Chill" yep. Perfect vacation. Pardon me as I vomit!
By now I was out of the classroom and slowly walking the halls of my school. Well, my former school anyway. I'm moving with my mom in a few weeks and it was always overwhelming being here. I'm really gonna miss this place. My fingers grazed the door, and as I pushed the door open, I was regrettably face to face with the most popular girl in school. Ginger Daniels. Greeeat!
Ginger eyed me with me with a smirk until her dark eyes bled through mine. (Ginger): Tanya, right? I cringed at her slaughtered attempt of my name. It was obvious that she was doing this on purpose. (Anya): uh, i-its actually Anya, so... she rolled her eyes before reluctantly handed me a small envelope. 'congrats, you're invited.' I smiled nervously and continued to reread the letter. Me? Invited to an actual party!? This can't be happening!!
(Ginger): you seem pretty cool, so my Friends and I decided to let bygones be bygones! I mean, who CARES if you're father was a notorious killer!? Or that he almost murdered me and my entire family when I was A baby... because I sure don't. With every word I shrunk lower and lower in my sweater. 'Oh Fuck!' I muttered. 'she's bringing it up again...!' the only reason behind ginger hating me was due to twenty years ago. My father was a notorious serial killer and he broke into the daniels' household! Long story short, she's avoided me ever since. She practically despises my entire existence.
(Anya): well thank you so much, ginger. It's been a while since I've had a real friend to talk to. Ever since people found out, I've had no one. She gave me a fake sad pout, and wrapped an arm around me. (Ginger): well, this party is gonna be totally... what's the word... KILLER! It wouldn't be special without YOU. And I promise, it's not to be missed.
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Queen Of Disaster
FantasyAnya Peterson was never the most popular girl to walk the halls of high school, and for a good reason. People tend to think of Anya as some kind of antisocial freak, mainly because her father was a gifted serial killer, which this town is notorious...
