y/n's pov
after school, i decided to facetime amari. "hey finally you picked up the phone!" i chuckled, looking at the angle she was in. "yeah nice angle really brings out your forehead.." i laughed. "i know im so hot!" she giggled, setting her phone down on her counter. "anywayz, did you do the homework?" she questioned. "uhmmmm ask b!" i replied with a smile. "you KNOW b doesn't do shit! cmon y/n poo..." she teased, "y/n poo? shut up haha!" i laughed swirling in my chair. amaris right, B is lazy as hell. thats why she buzzed her hair, "less effort" she calls it. "please please please please please-"
"ALRIGHT.. ill take a pic and send it to you.." i admitted in defeat, turning my camera off to snap a picture. "thanks poopoo!! ur the best!!" she giggled. "DO NOT CALL ME THAT!!" i yelled into the phone as she crained her head back to laugh. i reached for my bag to dig for the homework. "damn my bag is a shithole. i gotta clean this." i started to place random peices of paper and past projects onto my desk. "yeah i dont know how you keep up with assignments with that vortex you call a backpack." i heard her comment as i dug around for the paper. amidst the trash, one particular peice of paper stood out to me.
"what the hell is this?" i yanked it out to study it... "what..?" amari spun her head to the screen. my eyes widened. it was one of brandons drawings.. the same masked figure. same red eyes. only this time he was shooting red lasers from his eyes, and sheilding... someone. who the hell- "dude." i couldn't belive this.. "what?!" amari asked again. "this is brandons drawing... you know that kid?" i smoothed it out and put the drawing up to the camera. "holy shit...is that you!?" she burst into laugher, "you must be in his super fantasy y/n.." i flipped the drawing back, my fingers violently gripping the edges. "i told you that kid is weird man..." my eyebrows wrinkled, i crained by neck to about where i was standing last night. "oh my god..." i scrambled to the floor only to find a pearl bracelet. is this the one from last night?? holy shit. i heard amaris cries of confusion from the phone as i picked it up. "im my dream.... in my dream he gave me a bracelet-" i raced to my desk to show her. "y/n what are you saying right now?" she cocked her head to the side. "i am saying, what if that was real? what if that really happened." i felt weak. "y/n cmon its probably just a coincidence... there is no fucking way." i looked at the bracelet. amaris probably right, its a coincidence. its just a coincidence. "you're probably right, im just fucking crazy.." i laughed nervously. "that still doesn't explain the drawing though..." my back sit my chair as i studied the drawing. "yeah maybe he slipped it in there when you werent looking... hes just getting into your head y/n."
"well i want him to stop." i crumbled the drawing up and chunked it in my trashcan. i put a hand on my head. "ummm well... wanna play roblox to get your mind off of it?" she suggested. i sighed with a smile, "sure.."
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//nowhere to go// brandon breyer/brightburn x reader
Terrorin the process of re-writing the entire thing half of the story is very old, edgy and cringe. read the first part for info.. y/n, l/n. a normal 13 y/o girl, who decides to sit somewhere new for lunch. nowhere else to go.. right? (reader is a grade a...