Killjoy ; SetoSolace

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| 10 | Cemetery Drive

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That evening I spent watching stupid (well actually they were really entertaining) Chick Flicks in Brice's room. It was about one in the morning now, and I've been chugging coffee ever since I've gotten here. Brice did the same; we were determined to stay awake tonight before we go back to school.

"Damn, she could have avoided all of this by not kissing that dude!" Brice frowned, throwing popcorn at the T.V. "How dumb."

"Well it's a Chick Flick of course you can expect drama," I replied, stuffing a handful of popcorn into my mouth.

"We should totally watch a horror movie," a twisted smile spread across his face, "—let's see what they have."

"Let's watch The Shrine," I suggested. "I heard they had it on Netflix, and I also heard it was pretty good."

"Since when do you hear about horror movies?" Brice questioned while reading the initial description of The Shrine. "Have you even watched horror movies?"

"Not really, they're not my type," I admitted, "but my friend Isaac always watched them, and he would tell me all about them. I remember this one time he had watched The Shrine and he was, well, hyped up about it and really wanted me to go watch it."

"Well, let's start watching it then," Brice said.

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Screams, blood, and gore. I had hid under the covers every time a scene depicted of bloodshed. Again, I wasn't the type for horror movies, mainly because they scared the living shit out of me. Luckily, Brice had done the same at every jump scare or intense moment. We were on the same boat with this.

Abruptly, as there were more screams, I felt a vibration on the mattress. Brice toppled foreword, pausing the movie and sitting on the ground. Frantically, he whispered, "What was that?"

"I think someone's calling me," I frowned as I searched for my phone, "someone besides my parents."

Brice turned the light on, "Who else would call you at this time and hour?"

I eventually had found it under the sheets. I checked the notification, "Jason apparently would."

"Call him back, then," Brice suggested.

I nodded and dialed his number, then held the phone against my ear. It rang a couple times before Jason had picked up.

"Hey Star Boy," I said, cheerfully. Brice gave me a weird look.

"Hey Seto," I heard Jason's radiant outburst on the other line. "How come you didn't come to school today?"

"Oh, I got sick," I faked a cough, "but I'm feeling much better now."

"Sweet," I could just imagine his face lighting up on the other line, "I was wondering where you were right now, though it sounds like a dumb question since you were sick."

"I'm uh—" I paused for a moment, "—currently at my house; why are you asking?"

"I wanted to ask if we could meet up at Cemetery Drive," Jason requested (which sounded more like a statement).