Vicious the Killer-(a Jeff the killer love story)

Don't ever let looks fool you...

I looked up in class, gazing at the board while my language teacher went over some predicate pinpoints.
School was going to be much more different now that Jeff and Ben, or should I say 'Dylan and Blake' were now enrolled in my school.

It's been three days since they started going here- Ben fit in well with the other guys. But he sits with me and Jeff when we have lunch. We know that we are suppose to develop a life here, but know why there here.

It's only because of me. Slenderman is making it sound like I can't protect myself- which I am completely capable of. But I unfortunately am not a 'experienced' and 'trained' Creepy Pasta.

Man, all this bullshit going on, and it happened in only two or three days.

Suddenly, I heard my teacher say to go put away our stuff, and it was time for lunch.

I jumped up from my seat, books in hand. I went to my locker, only to have my books slapped out of my hand.

It was Deja and her crew of nappy, alien looking black girls. I know it's racist- and I'm African American myself- but I was nothing close to the bottom as much as these hoes.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Did I drop your books?" She said, laughing.

"No apology needed.." I growled as I bent down to pick them up.

"Do not get in any fights, do not get in any fights.." My mind screamed. But I could feel my blood temperature rise quickly.

"Whatever. Why do you wear those?" She said, pointing her ugly fat finger at my gloves."Do you not know what side your on? Do you think you is white, or emo?"

"Is it really any of your fucking business!?" I yelled. This bitch was seriously pissing me off.

She snickered as I turned to walk away before I could stabbed the bitch with my pencil. I wasn't intending on it- but the thought satisfied me..

***

"I saw what happened in the hall.. is there something going on that you want to tell us?" Asked Ben.

I looked at him with a certain glare and went back to eating my soup."Nothing is wrong. I'm fine-"

"Tell us." Interrupted Jeff. I wasn't going to tell him- not when we had a specific mission with this.. Matilda character.

"What is there to tell? Really, nothing is going on."

"Your a horrible liar."

"And you ARE BEING A NOSY PRICK!! I'M NOT TELLING YIU ANYTHING!"

Everyone froze. I could feel the entire lunchroom watching me. I stood still and realized I was standing up. I sat back down quietly and everyone went back with their business.

"Okay.." Breathed Ben. "I feel bad for you bro, your sitting next to her, she swings- your gonna be her first hit."

Jeff didn't reply, but instead stared at his lunch. He didn't eat, and neither did I. It was a silent meal for us both..

I was walking down to the trophy storage, where Coach Pair taught history. A trail of 10th graders were walking by me, when I saw my sister, Jenna. I looked at her and felt like I was going to cry.

"..Vicious!?" She said, stopping and walking to me.

"She remembers me!?" I thought. She broke from a walk to a run- and enclosed me in a hug.

"I thought I would never see you again!?"

"How do you remember me??" I asked, squished against her body.