(14) Hell

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( favourite brand is (f/br). Also, I am going to move all of my tags to my "me" book. So watch for tags in there.)

Monday, April 4th.

I am so screwed. Doomed, dead, destined for torture, on my way to hell, done with this life.

Almost every teen dreads the moment they step on a bus, and take the highway to hell.

And I am no exception.

My backpack weighing heavy on my back, I climb the stairs. My only way of escape is closed, when the bus driver hits a button.

You know, maybe I could try one of the fire escapes?

I observe the people around me, knowing full well that no one I know will be here. None of my friends live on this bus route.

I see a sneering girl in the back, and a nervous boy next to her. Note to self: Avoid Miss RBF.

I find an empty seat in the front, and pull out my I-Pod. Plugging in some ear buds, I turn on music. Drowning out the world around me, I almost don't notice Miss RBF take a seat at my side. But, I do, and I fight the scowl trying to curl down my lips.

"Can I help you?" I say casually.

Her scowl immediantly turns into a smirk, and her makeup smudges a little. This chick is a lot taller then me, with wavy auburn hair down to her waist.

Her shirt is meant to reveal way too much, and her shorts are ridiculously short. Her shirt has holes in it, revealing a lot of her stomach area.

Her face is caked with makeup. Every time she moves from her scowl, I can see some of it clump up. I think if I tried to scrape some off, it would come off in a sticky mask. Gross. She opens her mouth, and I immediantly don't like her screechy bitch voice.

"Yes, actually! I was wondering, where did you get that backpack? It's really cute!" Miss RBF says.

Her statement confuses me, and I double check my bag.

A simple design, made of blue jean fabric. Buttons are placed strategically for decoration, and a little symbol for (f/br). The top opens like a flap, leaving plenty of room for all of my books.

"Uh... (F/br) store?" I say, still skeptical.

"Well, actually it doesn't really matter. You have it right here, and I want it." She says. Her tone dips at the end, leaving off in a demonic tone.

It seems my earlier assumption was right. Steer clear from Miss RBF.

"Well I am sorry, but this store is sold out. Please find someone else to pester." I say firmly. The boy I saw earlier gasps.

"Excuse me? Oh, I'm sorry. Your new here! You must be so confused! You ought to know how things work around here!" She says, in her best high pitched bitch voice.

"Well, I sure h-hope I get a better teacher than you." I state plainly. Curse my shy stuttering.

"For now, little old me will have to do!"

I groan, pinching the bone above my nose. Just listening to this chick is giving me a headache. The bus pulls up to the school, in the exact wrong place.

We roll up around the back of the school, where the entrance is right in front of the bus door. It would take no effort to pull someone around the corner and do... Whatever to them.

First day of school and I already have Miss RBF on my case.

Good job (y/n).

The doors open, and I am pulled roughly from my seat.

"Hey!?! What's going on over there!?!" The bus driver demands.

"T-This chick is threatening me!" I say loudly. That boy gasps again.

"I did no such thing!"

"Sure, hey, I've gotta meet some friends. See ya later!" I say.

The bus driver scowls at me, and Miss RBF looks like she would strangle me right there. I'm glad I managed to keep my stuttering at a minimum. I want to crawl into the corner and die. A whole bus full of people watching, judging, frowning.

Miss RBF is stopped by the bus driver, and I make my swift escape. With the doors right there, I manage to slip into the building safely.

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I sit down in Monster/Human History and Geography right as the bell rings. I let out a breath of relief.

Alphys takes her seat next to me, Undyne sits next to her, Sans sits on my other side, Papyrus sits behind me, with Mettaton next to him, and I think I see another familiar face, Napstablook, take a seat in the back.

Despite the bell having already rung, the door opens again. In walks non other then Miss RBF.

She smiles at Sans, and takes a seat on his other side. He smiles back, but otherwise ignores her.

Finally the teacher walks in, and stands at the front of the class.

"Hello everyone! Now, today I heard we had a new student!" She says.

"Well, I am Mrs. Smith, now would you please come up and introduce yourself?"

My heart beat increases. I mean sure, I can handle my friends, and maybe a friend or two of theirs, but the whole class?

"Psst! D-Daisy! Its m-mostly us out here, you c-can do it!" Alphys whispers.

I gulp, and slowly rise out of my chair. I walk between my desk and Sans's, and he shoots me a smile. I blush, and smile back.

I stand at the front of the room, and give a small wave. Miss RBF stifles a laugh.

"So, what is your name? A bit about yourself? Where are you from?"

Oooh no no no! I can't tell anyone where I was from. Eventually someone would put the peices together, and link me to my parents.

I need to come up with something! I gulp, and open my mouth.

"W-Well... Uh... My name i-is Daisy, uh... I like (Fav. Band)? A-And... Uh... I-I'm from not to f-far away from h-here."

Ya, that outa do it. I didn't say any exact locations, but I didn't lie.

"Uh, good to know? You can take your seat now." Mrs. Smith says.

I shuffle over to make room for her, and end up going between Miss RBF and Sans.

I see the scene play out in almost slow motion.

RBF sticks her foot out, right in front of mine. I see it, but too late. My foot snags on her's, and I stumble to avoid it. Gravity pulls on me, and I go tumbling to the floor.

My head smacks against Sans's desk, and I bounce onto Miss RBF's, then I fall to the floor.

My head screams in pain from the multiple hits, and my ankle burns. I hear frantic voices around me, and a pair of boney arms.

My vision is darkening, and I try to croak out words.

"S... Sa...... Sa-ans...?"

One voice gets louder, and a head leans over mine.

Then I lose consciousness.






SORRY SORRY SORRY!

I haven't been working daily like usual, and honestly I have no good excuse.

I went school shopping, read Fanfiction, and was lazy. That's it.

Sorry! But I will try to get this up and running like usual.

But I am so unbelievably happy with the progress of this book! Everyone, go search the tag: #Dancetale and look for my book in all of the categories. Look at our progress! All thanks to you!

And remember! Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, BYE!

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