Astrid has just started her first year of YH! Follow her and her friends on a journey full of Action, Adventure, Friendship, Ghost stories, Holiday fun, pranks, Romance, Drama, Bullies, Learning, Paranormal Activity and murder~...
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My smooth skin healed abnormally, my shiny red blood forming fountains of bloody flowers along my arms as my teeth gritted in supposed pain.
I can feel the thrill of the moment, but I can't control myself. My long pink hair was stained in patches of blood as the crimson liquid ran along my forehead and down my cheeks. A girl with black hair held up high in a ponytail, foggy gray eyes, dressed in a Japanese school uniform was gripping a knife. A standard kitchen knife.
The girl laughed creepily while inching closer to me. I was currently breathing heavily while leaning stiffly on the wall behind me. The blossoms of blood had finally disappeared, along with all the scrapes and bruises that once laced my arms and legs. I tried to scream, but nothing happened. The teenage girl only inched closer.. and closer.. and closer. My legs began to wobble.
"Senpai is mine" she growled. Confusion dawned upon me.
Senpai?
I saw a flash of long white hair rush in front of me right as the girl whipped her blade towards me.
A gasp escaped my throat as my hands instinctively flew to my chest. My breathing ran unsteady as cold sweat ran down my forehead and neck. I thrusted my body upward and clutched tightly onto the soft, white blankets. A wet spot was clear on the pillow from my sweat. What did I just dream of..? Whatever it was, I didn't like it. It felt way to real..
Light emitted from the windows as Clover turned her head slowly in my direction, a catty glare in her dull brown eyes. I smiled sheepishly in return. She appeared to be setting up a sewing machine. A warm breath escaped my lips as I forgot the dream and hopped out of bed. "You sew?" I asked breathlessly. I loved watching people sew, but unfortunately I'm not very talented in that category. Clover ran her pale hand across the white object with a fond glint in her eyes. "Yes." She whispered lowly. My eyes sparkled in amusement.
I ran my fingers through my messy pink hair before curtly waving at the brunette and entering the bathroom.
"Maybe I should do something a little different with my hair.." I muttered while holding up a strand of bubblegum pink locks. A huge sigh escaped my lips as I thought on a new hairstyle. Maybe pigtails?
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Nah.. too innocent and not really my personality type.
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