SleepWalker ~rpdr Female AU

Crying over spilled milk every day

Courtney's POV:

I had gotten a message from an unknown number, the zip code being from New York. After being called like 5 times, I picked up, and I got a call from my ex. My ex from makeup/beauty school, Milk. We broke up before I graduated. She didn't, and was still taking courses in all of the classes she failed. Sewing, makeup, speech, and hair. I to this day don't know why she signed up, she failed each class but art. "Helllllooooooooooooooo" She announced to me. How did she get my number? "Hi, look Milk," I tried to tell her I was dating Willam now. No luck. "So, in school All Stars, aka class retakes, I didn't get the best grades.... I may be doing another year or two of school. By the way, some of the teachers have been missing for a bit now." She rambled on about the school, and it hit me (like a hello kitty baton). That makeup school was owned by someone named RuPaul, a old woman, who was sometimes bitter, with tall hair. That description could have been more accurate, seeing as it can match any one like Bianca, but I don't feel like elaborating, because in my head when I was the only one listening, I could be as illiterate as I wanted. "Ru?" I asked, remembering the one thing she said to everyone as she entered the WerkRoom with new assignments daily.  "Yeah, have you seen her? Because so far we've only had celeb guests as teachers since they are yet to show up." She described how the teachers had been gone. Yeah, Milk, I've seen them and they are EVIL. "Yeah, I have mate. All of 'em. I don't know what they are up too, but ya'know nothing good around these parts." I told her looking around the room. "Nothin' good." "So?" She asked me. "So what?" I returned the questioning tone to her. "What have they been doing when you saw them." She said as if it had been the most obvious thing in the world. I put the phone on speaker, she was being quite quiet, probably in the middle of a makeup challenge or what not. Willam opened the door and I remembered we were going to watch a movie tonight. She waved and I spoke to my phone. "Look, Milk, I have to go, bye." I said "Love you." The line went dead. OH NO SHE DID NOT. I looked at Willam my eyes widened as her's began to water. "You-you cheated on me?" She asked, wiping a tear from her beautiful face. I fell in love with her all over again looking at it daily, but she fell for me, and not in a love kind of way. She fell. Into the abyss of the broken hearts club. And she fell because of something I did- or something she thought I did.

3rd Person POV:

Tatianna lied on the side of the road, where the demon had last been, leaving her body. The demon was now after someone else. Some one alive, and the demon had its ways to get what it wanted. It wanted blood, and it was going to get it. Tatianna knew this when she breathed what could have been her final breath as she watched the demon that had come into her life, her body, and the unsuspecting lives of her amazing friends, head to the library, closing the steel doors that hadn't been opened for years. Tati knew that Adore and Bianca were in there, and she had to help, but she couldn't. First she needed medical attention, but there wasn't a doctor here. At least not one that could be trusted. The only doctor around was the one who claimed Bianca had died, who was also the one who told Katya she had Herpes, even though she didn't. Tatianna grabbed the nearest light post and pulled herself up, limping to the one person she could ask for help, Sharon.

A/N: Sharon is the 666th word in this chapter.... spooky. Starting my second Collaboration with the wonderful @violetliaison today!!!