I can make these useful.
I made some more cookies, this time in the shape of baseballs. I grabbed some buttercream frosting and made it gray, and put it on the microphone, along with some dark blue for the handle. I got some white frosting and put it on the baseballs when they were done. I grabbed two icing tubes, one red, one black. I smile at what I was going to do next until...
Ugh, what's a swine like her doing in here when I'm trying to get food?
I snap my head back to look at him.
He looked shocked by that though.
What the hell?! I didn't even make a sound!
I shrugged, and looked back at what I was doing. I decided not to go into his head. I need to keep this secret so I don't die. I hear him suffle around the kitchen, most likely looking for something.
"Looking for anything?" I ask. I was still looking down at the cookies, and decorating them as the 'master baker' I am, according to everyone back home, except for my parents.
"Yes, but its none of your business or concern." He replied.
I only shrug and return my focus to what I was doing. I swiftly snatch the black icing from off the counter. I start to unscrew the tip and put a thinner one on. I made dots on the speaking part of the microphone cookies that was painted with dark grey buttercream frosting. I feel someone looking over my shoulder at the treats.
Hmm... Looks fine for someone with a rank as low as her.
I look at the tall boy out of the corner of my eye, but continued to get a hold of the white buttercream frosting and the butter knife. I get a small chunk of buttercream frosting out of the container and a round cookie that was a soon-to.be baseball. I slather the frosting on the cookie and spread it messily and began to smooth it out. I did the same for the rest of the circle cookies.~Time skip to next day~
My eyes slowly open. I yawn and look at the clock.
3:50? Woah...
I slowly sit up and hang my feet off of the edge of my bed. I slowly stand up and look around my dark room. I walk over to my dresser, making sure not to trip over anything. I look up at the mirror.
There's someone behind-
Before I could react, there was a sharp pain in my shoulder. I swiftly turn around and grab my hair clip and stab them in the cheek. They topple backwards in pain and glare at me. I felt a sudden pain in the back of my knee and realise they kicked me. I fell and felt a sharp pain in my back. This time, I scream. It's worse than what my parents have ever done. I hear someone's footsteps come for my room. I then felt a pain in the back of my knee, but that didn't stop me. I quickly scramble over to the door. I use the door to stand, unlock it, and open the door. I fell out once it was open. I notice Makoto jogging toward me. He looked in my room, but nobody was there. Only the knife and bloody hairpin was left behind. My warm blood was trickling down my legs, back, and shoulder. The wounds are really deep, and need attention as soon as possible. He runs over to Kyoko's dorm.
Oh my god... Her wounds are so bad...
I hear his thoughts and slightly smile. But it soon fades as another wave of pain courses through
my body. I watch Makoto then run to Sakura's dorm. Kyoko walks toward me. She bends down to my level.
Poor girl...
She thought. I watch Sakura come out of her dorm.
"Oh, Makoto, why are you up at this hour?" Sakura questions him.
"I-It's (Y/N)! I woke up to her screams and I was going over to her dorm when she opened her door and fell!" He answered, pointing to me. Sakura's eyes widen as she rushes toward me.
"Who here has medical training?!" Kyoko asks, looking extremely worried.
I start to get light headed, and my eyes start to close.
"No! Don't close your eyes!" I hear Makoto and Kyoko yell. I start to hear more people rushing toward me.
"What happened to her?!" Aoi yells, worry lacing her voice as she speaks.
I feel someone start to pick me up.
"She was stabbed." Sakura answers, looking at my shoulder wound closely.
"WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD WANT TO HURT (Y/N) OF ALL PEOPLE?!" Aoi screams, obviously furious.
She then starts to cry.
"Sh-She's so kind... we can't lose one of the nicest people here..."
I slightly open my eyes to see where she was located. Luckily for me she was right next to me. She puts her head on my bloody stomach and starts to cry. I place my hand on her shoulder.
"A-Aoi, I'll be o-okay. Don't w-wo-worry." I told her. Blood starts to leak from my mouth. I feel Sakura start to walk, but she suddenly stops.
"Put her in my room, she needs medical attention right away." I hear Makoto's voice.
He's right. His room is closer.
That sounds weird...
W-what?! Is he planning to-
Ew, Toko no.
This is nasty, her wounds a-are so deep.
Sakura turns and walks over to his bed. I feel the bed sheets getting soaked with my warm blood.
"All boys, leave." Kyoko told them. I feel my sweater being lifted up, and off.
"Toko, get some peroxide." Aoi ordered. Toko nodded and rushed to the nurses office. They got bandages out, and the thudding of Toko's feet coming near was able to be heard. She came in and handed the peroxide to Aoi, who apparently has some medical training.
"Thanks, Toko." Aoi says, as they used the peroxide to disinfect my back wound. It only stung a little, but not much. I felt the bandages being wrapped around my midsection and sigh in relief that this one is over.
Just two more to go...
Or so I thought.
Little did I know, the culprit stabbed me in the thigh, which I didn't feel. I was distracted by the pain coursing through my body, I had no chance to locate where all the pain was coming from. I felt them disinfect one after the other. And then the sound of bandages. I only felt and heard this until I finally passed out."NO! DON'T FALL ASLEEP!" All the girls' voices rang through my ears as I went unconscious.
Word Count: 1128
Started: 11-17-18
Finished: 11-19-18
Published: 11-19-18
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Fanfiction(Y/N) is just a normal girl. Or so everyone thought. She is the ultimate baker, but she has ESP. She can read everyone's mind. She was thrown in a killing game after being accepted into Hope's Peak Academy. Good thing she can read minds...right?