Jeff Is My Killer (A Jeff The Killer Love Story)

"He's mine!"

"No he is MINE."

"NO MINE!"

"No God WHAT DONT YOU UNDERSTAND HE IS MINE!"

Jordan looked down at her feet in defeat. I knew I had won this battle.

"I just don't understand WHY you like Jeff so much." muttered Jordan.

"Well for one," I shot back, "He's Fuckin' hot!"

"Well duh," Sighed Jordan, "Everyone knows that Mikayla."

I turned around and saw that the hallway had fallen silent. All heads were turned towards us. You could probably hear a pin drop..

All of the sudden I heard an outburst from beside me, "AHHH PEOPLE GO BACK TO WHAT YOU WERE DOIN AND STOP STARIN AT US!"

Typical Jordan :)

All the sudden the mute button was turned off. People started talking again and lockers slammed.

As Jordan left my locker, and went into 4th Block, I couldn't help but think about Jeff. I LOVED him. Deep down I knew he wasn't real but who could blame me. He was so Fuckin' hot!

Those.... shoes, his Dark black hair, the giant eyes, blood-stained jacket, pale skin, and black dress pants.

As I slammed my locker and continued down the hallway to 4th block, I bumped into Kayla.
"Watch where your going Bitch." She muttered before walking away with her cheerleader friends, laughing about some unknown subject.

"Jackass." I muttered under my breath and walked into English class.

I set my folders and binder down on my desk and took out my book. Rose and Dimitri were about to have some action.

I started laughing quietly, but this caused Jordan to turn around in her chair and jab me with a pair of scissors.

I jumped at the sudden action and look at her annoyed, but Jordan was just one of those people that you could either stay mad at your whole life, or for just a split second.

"Hand me the book." Jordan whispered to me, that look in her eye. Jordan had such a dirty mind she just LOVED this kind of action in my books.

When she had read the chapter, and have my book back, there was a sticky note attached to the page. I turned it over and it read, "Just don't think about Dimitri dying."

"Jordan I fucking hate you." I whispered under my breath, causing her to giggle.

As I read the other side of the note, it said, "Who do you like better, Dimitri or Jeff?" I knew the answer imediantly.

I circled Jeff and and handed her the sticky note, which she took and stuffed in her mouth.

Jordan was just one if those people... you.. you just can't explain them. It takes to much effort but lets just say that she's special....