A/N: This is my first Jeff the Killer fan fiction so it would probbably have lots of OOC-ness.
And this chapter is not edited so sorry for the grammatical errors.
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Chapter 1
Silver's POV
I was walking down the street one afternoon with my black backpack on my back since my parents forgot to pick me up from school .
Again.
Two blocks away from my house, I had the feeling of being watched.
I stopped in my tracks and scanned the area.
There beside the street lamp was a figure who I assume was male.
His face was hidden by the white hoodie and his hands was stuffed in his pockets.
Noticing my gaze, he looked up, met my eyes and smirked.
His skin was as white as snow, and his eyes which were slightly covered by his black hair were rimmed in black and he doesn't have any eyelids making his eyes look big, but what shocked me most was his smile!
Which from where I was standing, I can tell it was insanely wide, not only that but it looked like it was
carved.
I admit that he looks kinda scary but me being me I think he looks cool. .
. . and hot.
'snap out of it Silver! he could be a killer or something'
Drops of water pulled me out of my thoughts. And when I looked back at the spot, he was gone.
When I finally arrived at my house-mansion, I was soaked.
"Silver Ross! Where have you been young lady?! And why are you wet?!" screeched a voice I was very familiar with.
"Do you know what your doing? That's right your dirtying the floor!! Now go upstairs and dress nicely, the Williams are coming and I won't have you. embarassing our family name by looking like... a homeless mutt!!" she spat the last part as if it burned her.
I simply rolled my eyes and made my way to my room, intentionally stomping my feet causing pools of water to litter the stairs.
I have always hated my mom, well both my parents to be exact.
My mom is a total bitch and my dad is an asshole.
Well sure they give me everything I want and need , but they never really care about me or anyone else for that matter, all they care about is looking good in front of others and money.
When I arrived at my room, I quickly entered the bathroom and started taking off my clothes.
After taking a shower, I scrutinized myself on the mirror.
My usually wavy black hair hang limp on my shoulders.
My pale cheeks were flushed and my lips were redder than usual.
And my red eyes with flecks of silver were staring back blankly at me.
I have always hated my eyes, they make me look like the demon I know I am, that's why I wear those uncomfortable contacts to hide them.
Sighing, I grabbed a towel to cover up myself and went out to my room and then dried my hair.
I changed into a red mid thigh length dress that my parents would surely approve.
Then I wore the jewelries that were handed to me by my personal maid.
And lastly, I wore my black pumps.
Before I could make my way to the dining room, I was met by the one and only Louie Willams,
whom with his blonde hair, baby blue eyes, pretty face and nice body, made girls swoon with just one glance,
"What are you doing here you jerk, aren't you supposed to be in the dining room?"
with the exception of me of course >:)
"ahw come on baby girl, you know you want me"
"puhlease, I would always prefer Taylor Lautner over you"
"that werewolf dude from Twilight?" he laughed, "babe, everyone knows that I'm hotter than him"
I was about to say something but he cut me off by grabbing me by the hand
"now come on, they're waiting for us" then he slapped my ass and smirked
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The dinner consisted of food (-well duh),
some talks about some expensive shoes,jewelries,cars, some business shit,
and me trying my best not to snap the neck of the fucking bastard who keeps touching my legs under the table(-you know who it is).
Then around 6 pm , we bid our goodbyes to the Williams.
Just the usual.
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