Living with the Creepypasta's

It was meant to be like every other day.

                           Chapter 1

Hi I'm Nicole, I'm just you'r average looking teen aged girl with a really different personality from mostly all people I'm into things most people wouldn't think of from my appearance only my close friends and family know how weird I really am but I like being different it show's that I'm not one of those people that blend in with the crowd, I never liked the idea of being like that to boring for me. My friend's are kind of normal but they all have that one big difference that separates them from other's I love that part of my friend's and my family are crazy alway's doing something unexpected and outlandish....anyway this is the story of how I came to be with the most psychotic people in the world maybe you've heard of them?  They are best known as the creepypasta's.

"OH MY GOD" I called out as me and my friend Amy walked to my house school had just ended and I managed to purse sway her to come to my house and help me with my homework. Amy is 16, 2 years older than me and she has already learned everything I'm currently learning so it's good having her come over and help me out even if she say's I wont learn from always having to be helped. Amy has shortish brown hair ending just below her shoulders, pale blue eyes and a pale completion not as pale as me though, Amy is a little bit shorter then me but I can't make fun of her because of it...she's scary when she's angry

"Love of god stop moaning Nicole or do you want my to turn around and go home?" Amy said clearly having enough of my moaning about how hot it is.

"GHAA!? no no no don't do that!.. look I love the sun! ..mmmm skin cancer" I said sarcastically to her, I'm not a fan of the sun in fact I hate it so hot and bright not my thing. That and having such pale skin as me and red hair I'm not really made for the sun I'm made for the rainy, windy and cold Scottish weather with of course you don't get much of in Alabama and in case you'r wondering I moved to the USA from Scotland when I was 12 because of my parents work.

"Gosh you'r such a kid!" Amy teased as we walked to my front door.

"Ya well that's understandable for you to think that ya crabbit auld wummin!" I shout as I open the door and run upstairs to my room. Amy doesn't always understand me when I speak slang but she's picked up on a few word's and she can figer out on weather it's an insult or a complement, realizing I called her a bad tempered old woman she slammed the door and chased me upstairs.

"You little ass Nicole you know I can never understand you when you talk like that!"

"Hence why I dae it ye nutter!! hahaha" I call back as I sit on my bed and pull out a packet of cheese and onion crisps. By the time Amy had run in I was already putting my work books on the table in my room and waving the packet of cripes at her. After that we sat and Amy helped me with my homework.

*A few hours later*

*knock knock*

"Who's that this late?" Amy said turning her head to my door

"I don't know." I say standing up "I'll go see wait here."

once I'm down the stairs I hear a all too familiar voice call through the letter box.

"NICOLE, AMY YOU THERE!!" it was Jack a good friend of mine and if he's here then that means so is his twin bro Lewis. I answer the door with a snappy opening sentence, just because I love seeing the look of confusion on their faces when I say this.

"Haud yer wheesht, or I'm going ta skelp yer wee behind ya wanna tick aff the neighbours again?"

oh my god their faces where hilarious after a minute I fell to the floor in a laughing fit. Amy hearing the commotion came down. Once everyone had settled down or I did we found out why Jack and Lewis came over.