Phase One

Chap 3

So we head down to the supply room, and thankfully, we get there undisturbed. I don't know if that's a good thing or not, but we laughed most of the way so I think I'll take that as a goo thing. We enter the supply room and lucky for us the supply room for our school looks like a five-star library. It's really comfortable and doesn't make you want to scream at first sight from being scared. 

"Soo, where do we start?" I asked.

"You're asking me because?"

"Because you're the ass who always finds the stuff."

"The stuff huh?" He grins.

"Ugh! Not like that!"

Your words not mine."

"Ugh! Why are you such a shit disturber?" I say while shaking my head smiling.

"Well considering I'm friends with you, that's something that comes natural." 

"Fuck you." I joke.

"...umm I don't think that's a good ideaa-"

"UUUGH! You know what!? Just take your ass and go look in those boxes over there before I kill you."

"Whatever you say Sarah." He replies as he turns and walks away.

As I begin looking through the boxes, I find a few books on mythology and supernatural. It was more like a journal actually. The pages were old and everything was hand-written with only a couple odd sketches. The book itself was leather. When I opened it, the dates I saw were completely shocking. The dates were from 1769, and it was written by a young girl about her and her friend. The handwriting was hard to read but I could make out some phrases.

"Hey Sarah, did you find tho-" Tyler appears dropping some boxes and starting at me with a shocked, blank face on him.

"Huh, oh sorry. I just got lost in this I was reading. Come check it out!" I say and gesture him to come and have a look only to bring myself to him instead.

I show him the journal and his face still looks shocked, kind of nervous actually.

"Hey. Tyler. Everything okay?" I ask with a seriousness. Starting into his deep, silver eyes.

"Huh. Oh. Ya I'm fine. I'm just a little sleepy I guess." Tyler admits. Raising boys hand and running the back of this neck, sounding his stress a little.

But there was something about his voice; how he said it; I don't know what it is but I just had a gut feeling that he wasn't telling me something.

"Oh. Do you wanna tell me what's really wrong?" I ask seriously humping he'll tell me.

"It's sleep...what's there to talk about?" Tyler questions huffing and giving a small smile to lighten up the mood.

"True." I admit.

I probably sound paranoid but of there's one thing I know, it's when Tyler and Emily are off. And right now, something's not right.

I choose the book and as I step back I trip over a box, grabbing Tyler's shirt and pulling him down with me.

"WOO!" I quickly scream.

"Wow. I guess revenge really does bite your in the ass sooner or later." Tyler giggles, trying to change the subject.

I know your typing tip change the subject Tyler. Why are you trying to change the subject? Huh? Huh? HUH?!

"Haha told you. Butt who is the ass to not listen to me? You. And WHO was right yet AGAIN? THIS GIRL!" I giggle raising both my arms high in the air, sticking my thumbs out and pointing them at myself.