After the incident with the smily baka early this morning I was kind of tired. Actually, what is his name? Eh, i'll ask him later.
Anyway i'm at this living nightmare known as school and I am exremely bored. I can feel eyes on me and it's kind of annoying. Can one not have hair that looks like a tree in piece? Eesh. Oh well, at least the lesson is over so I can get out of this room so I don't have to put up with these idiots.
I run out of the room as soon as the teacher says that we can go and run straight to the bathroom. I go to open the door but i'm stopped by a hand touching mine. After the incident with the Joker wannabe i've been a bit jumpy. I spin round and slap the person in the face. Well, it's not Snow White but at this point I would have rather seen him than the monstrosity I see before me. My ex boyfriend...
"You b*tch!" He screamed,"What the hell was that for?!"
"You scared me"I said bluntly."Also, you call me a bitch like it's a bad thing."
The bell rang before he could respond.Phew.
He walked off casually but I could tell that he was extremely annoyed.
I looked to my left, down a long corridor and what do I see? The smily baka looking high key annoyed. He was staring at the way my ex left but then stared at me. I realised that I had to go to my English lesson so I sighed. I hate English so much. I decided to be nice and wave to him before picking up my bag and walking off.
~1 Hour Later~
I had to drag myself out of that English lesson. Why drag? Well, i'm not exactly awake properly after sleeping through English and waking up with a detention slip in front of me. I hate this school...
I decided to skip the rest of school and walked to the nearby forest. I sat on the grass, got out my drawing pad and started drawing. I always drew without knowing the result. I ended up just drawing a person. That person was the smily killer that I only met the previous night. I admit that I actually liked this drawing. I normally hate my art, especially when I drew people. Anatomy is evil.
"Interesting drawing" Someone whispered in my ear.
I jumped and tried to hit whoever was behind me. Instead of making contact with someone and hearing them stumble back in pain like I expected, my hand was grabbed by a pale one. Eh, still better than putting up with my ex to be honest...
I was broken out of my thoughts by my wrist being released. I turned back to my drawing pad and felt him sit next to me on the grass.
I glanced at him then back at my drawing. It actually looked surprisingly like him. I'm not normally that good at drawing...
"Who was that?" He casually asked. I could tell that he was annoyed.
"My ex"I replyed matter-of-factly.
"What were you doing with him?" He questioned while glancing over at me.
"Why is it any of your business?" I said while setting my drawing pad to the side of me.
As soon as those words left my mouth I could feel him jump on top of me.
"Because I asked, so you should tell me. Got that?" He hissed.
I sigh and say,"Well, you don't own me and plus I don't like nosy bakas so i'm not telling you."
I felt pressure on my wrists as he grabbed them and held them above my head. He leaned in to where he was just inches from my face and said,"Go to sleep."
After he said that, I passed out.
(A/N)
I wonder how many more chapters I can get done. I'm trying to keep the chapters consistant in length so sorry if you find them too short or too long.
~Alice~
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My Phantom Of The Opera(Jeff The Killer X Reader)
RomanceThe Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my mind. I don't know what to say really...My life got turned upside down and to be honest, I don't regret it... I don't own any of the Creepypastas used within this book.