Dream Catcher

Eight

Staring up at the school in front of her (Y/n) hadn't know if she should go inside or if she just wait outside for her friend; she didn't go to this school, she didn't know anyone besides Richie of course. "Shit," she whispers lowly to herself, "How the tell am I gonna get to Richie?"

"Well look what we got here!" groaning slighty  (Y/n) couldn't help but flinch at the voice; she knew who it was, she knew exactly who that fucking voice belonged too. Did she turn around snd greet the voice and person who it belonged to, no. But why not; because that voice belonged to the most crazy person in the Bowers Gang, Patrick Hockstetter.

'Why me!' (Y/n) screams in her mind, 'Why does Patrick always manage to find me first?' (Y/n) askes herself. Taking a deep breathe (Y/n) turns slowly in steps only to come face to face with Patrick who stood a few inches away from her, "What at you doing here Patrick?"

"Aw princess, I'm hurt." Patrick says faking a hurt expression while placing his hand on his chest, "But if you must know princess I go to this school, unlike you so I should be asking the questions around here. Why exactly are you here princess?" Patrick adds.

'Patrick does have a point, i don't go to this school and he does.' sighing to herself (Y/n) replies, "Don't you normally skip and stuff, but if you must know I'm waiting for Richie." (Y/n) answers crossing her arms over her chest, straightening up a bit to appear confident.

"Well if I know that loser well enough I would tell you he wouldn't skip class." Patrick says smirking, "That's the thing Patrick, you don't know him well and you never will." (Y/n) resorts back.

"And what makes you think that princess?" Patrick question comes out more like a growl and as much as (Y/n) wanted to back down she wouldn't; she's seen and heard what Patrick could do but she had to be confident and not give in to his dominance, she couldn't be submissive she had to stand up strong.

"Well aside from the fact you and your goons bully him and the rest of everyone in this school that gives a hint that you don't know him. You think because your all big and bad and have a knife your such a hot shot, no Patrick what you are is a-" before she could finish Patrick launches forward his hand gripping the top half of her clothing as he slams her against a tree.

Her back coming in contact hard with the bark but her (e/c) eyes never left his she was full on glaring into his darkening eyes; she was challenging him, she was looking the beast in the eyes and wasn't backing down. "I dare you to finishing that sentence, come on princess-" hissed out Patrick, "Finish it!" he yells into her face some of his spit dripping onto her.

"A little piece of shit!" (Y/n) splats out gathering as much spit into her mouth (Y/n) shit it straight from out o her mouth and into Patrick face. Her spit handed on his cheek sliding down a bit, one hand still held firmly onto (Y/n) while the other lifted up toward his face touching the spit.

Growling Patrick lifting his free hand higher up to hit her but before Patrick had could land a blow onto her, something else did. It was like a push, a very hard push at that. Patrick felt like he was being grabbed and thrown into a brick wall, groaning Patrick looked up from his now spot on the floor.

(Y/n) stood confidently a few feet away, her eyes they were different; no longer the (light/dark) shade of (e/c), no they were different. Those once shade of (e/c) eyes were now a piercing dark red, Patrick crawled back a bit on the ground his eyes locked with her now red orbs, it seemed as if her whole appearance was changing now.

Her fingernails started to grow into what looked like claws, while they growed blood dropped from them as well; her teeth looked as if they were coming out from within her mouth, they were sharp and looked as if she had million of them pointy things coming from out of her gums. "Patrick-" (y/n) says almost innocently, she looked scared but that all changed when she growled at him, drool dripping down her mouth as a screech like noise left her mouth, "Patrick!"