(Kathryn's POV)
"What do you think's going on in there?" I ask.
"I dare you to go find out," Mark smirks.
I quietly get up and tiptoe silently over to the door. I peak in and see Toby kissing Stephanie. I glance at Mark, who it's now standing next to me, then back to the room. Now his shirt is off! That escalated quickly!
"Holy!-" I start to say before Mark slaps his hand over my mouth and pulls me back into the room.
Mark peaks in, "What? She's just checking his shoulder."
"But his shirt is off!" I exclaim, closing the door and sitting on my bed, crossing my legs.
"You are SUCH a girl!" Mark rolls his eyes. "You think he was impressive? Look at this." Mark takes his shirt off and I feel like dying. Oh my gosh, it's like- oh my gosh.
I put my arms up, as if I was shielding my eyes from his chest, "Noo! Too much sexy! I'm dying! I'm die-" then I make wierd dying sounds and fall back on my bed and lay still. Mark sits down next to me and pokes my stomach. I giggle and sit up.
"You're so silly," he laughs and pulls me closer to him.
After a while of kissing, an idea pops into my head. I smirk, "Hey, Mark, wanna watch some TV?"
"Sure. What's on?" He asks.
"He's clueless" I laugh in my head. "Only one of the best shows EVER. The Twilight Zone!"
"But we can't watch horror in daylight," Mark says. I close the blinds and turn on the TV. One of my favorite episodes was on. The Living Doll. Ya know, the one with Talking Teena. Just the name sends shivers down my spine.
The more the episode unravels, the closer Mark seems to be. I wanna laugh. But the creepiness of the freaking doll stops me from doing so. Finally, the episode is over and I'm officially creeped out. As if I didn't like dolls enough.
My phone rings. I pick it up and hear a voice that sounds like Talking Teena's voice saying, "My name's Talking Teena, and I'm going to find you." I scream and drop my phone.
"Who was it?" Mark asks.
"T-Talking T-T-Teena," I stutter. Mark holds my trembling body.
"It's okay it's just a show. It's not real. It was probably just a prank call," Mark says, rubbing my shoulder.
"Then who called?" I ask. Then I hear muffled laughing coming from the other room.
"If I had to guess..." Mark starts. He's trying not to laugh.
"I swear I'm going to kill her," I say, getting up from my bed and heading straight to the door.
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Safe And Sound •A Tobuscus / Toby Turner Fanfic•
FanfictionThis was my first attempt at a fanfiction and I was like 12, so please don't judge me based on this as I am too lazy to reread and edit it. If you wanna see what was going through my mind at this point of my life, feel free. It's a Tobuscus fanficti...
