Jeff's POV
Ugh, why am I here again? Oh yeah, John wanted to apply as a teacher here. Why does he even want to be a teacher. I mean he took a degree in a university in being doctor, engineer, an architect and a kick-ass cook. Hell, he even knows some martial arts (I taught him *grins proudly*) but nooo he wants to "help people". Kinda ironic though, I like killing people and John here wants to help people. Ugh, I hate irony. Anyways, he wants me here, too 'cause he "gets nervous around new people". So that's why I'm walking upstairs then to the lobby in this school. Hm, there are still many students around here even this time, huh. Shit, the punks looks like they recognize me judging from their terrified looks then they speed-walk away from us.
Fuck, even 1 of the princesses over there seems to recognize me as well then whispered some warnings to the others then ran away from us. Wait, why ain't that girl runnin' away from us? She even seems to...is that a smile?...Woah, that's new. The only one who smiles at me is John but that's just because he's my best bro. No stranger smiles at me 'cause of my looks. But this girl seems to not care about it, she must've not know me. John seems confused as well but didn't showed it. Instead, he smiled in return. I slightly smiled at her too. Then we walked past her then went to the office. I can't take my mind off of her. Her smile is so kind and nice. I think I'll go have a chat with her later.
*time skip*
Ugh, finally. They're finished. Didn't know an interview can be that long *yawn*. Almost fell asleep here waiting. Wanna go talk to the girl earlier. Gotta think of an excuse, first...AHA! GOT IT! OK infiltrate plan.
Normal POV
"Hey John, let's check out this place." the raven-haired man said casually. The brunette raised an eyebrow at his request, "Eh? I thought you said earlier that this place's boring?" the brunette asked questioningly. Jeff seemed taken aback by his question. "Shit, gotta think of an answer. Fast." Jeff thought nervously then as if a light bulb appeared above his head as he thought of his excuse. "Well, that was earlier. I never thought this place was ineteresting." Jeff replied with a shrug. John grinned by his lame excuse. "You wanna check out that girl earlier, don't you?" John teased while waggling his eyebrow. Jeff's eyes widened, "W-What, n-no. Why would I?" Jeff stuttered out. "HOW THE HELL DID HE KNEW?!" he panickly thought.
"Oh I dunno. Must be because she's the only person, other than me, who smiled kindly at you?" John asked, a bit too innocently. "N-No, it's...it's uh...um..." Jeff replied, still thinking of an excuse then slumped his head slightly. "Ugh, OK you got me." Jeff said, defeated. "I knew it." John said victoriously. Jeff raised his head slowly then, annoyed by his friend's conclusion, slightly narrowed his eyes, "How the hell did you knew?" Jeff asked suspiciously.
John looked at him, confusion written on his face. "You don't know?" John asked while raising an eyebrow. "No shit, sherlock. I won't be asking you this question if I knew, wouldn't it?" Jeff said while rolling his eyes. "Well then if you must know, I took a degree in psychology." John replied, clearly annoyed by his sarcastic remark earlier. "And it's pretty obvious, ya know." John added, while rolling his eyes.
Jeff's eyes widened, "R-Really?" Jeff asked. "Yep" John nonchalantly replied. "So what we're gonna do are, you go have a chat with her and I'll go check out this school." John stated. "Um, OK I guess..." Jeff quietly agreed. "Well then, let's go." John said quickening his pace. "Huh, why? I thought you said I'll go have a chat with her?" Jeff said completely confused. "Yep, that's right. So what's the prob?" John asked. "She's over there." Jeff nodded at her direction. John sighed, "You see that bag on top of the table?" John asked and nodded at the table's direction just ahead of them. "Yeah, so?" Jeff questioned. "Well, I think that's her bag." John said. "So? I'm gonna steal it or something?" Jeff guessed. John chuckles silently, "No, dumbass. You 2 only saw each other then you're going to steal her bag already? Woah, nice first impression, man." John said sarcastically. John looks at Jeff and he almost laughed out loud already.
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My Dream...or is it?
Teen FictionThe plot is based on my dream but I added other things to it. The names belong to YupinaTheWriter's "Diary of an Otaku Girl" and Jeff the Killer belongs to Creepypasta. When the letters are like italicized, the person is thinking.