Dying to Fall in Love (Jeff X Reader)

Taking a Trip

(A/n: Here we go, an actual chapter...)

Jeff the Killer x Reader

Chapter one

Reader's POV:

Monday. The start of a new week, my father was out of town this week so I was in charge of making the lunches for Serena. Hers was always the usual, a peanut butter sandwich, a coke, and a small brownie to go with it. When I have lunch I just hop in my car and go to a fast food place, better than the school lunch really. Today, I was wearing some skinny jeans, a small jacket, and an Of Mice and Men shirt to top it all. It was about the end of November so the weather was a bit chilly, you know the wind and stuff. Lucky for me, I only had to go to school today and tomorrow due to the Thanksgiving break we had, I mentally thank the school board for it. But it was only four days until it and father still wasn't home, it was like this last year too. As I threw on my backpack I grabbed Serena's lunchbox and called her downstairs.

"You're going to miss the bus if you take to long to get ready! Come down here!" I yelled up the staircase. After a few seconds I heard her footsteps and she slip down the banister of the stairs.

"You keep doing that and you'll eventually get hurt ya' know?" I said to her while she was putting on her princess backpack. She turned around and stuck her tongue out at me and I rolled my eyes. "Go , I hear the bus on our street." I said as I basically pushed her out the doors. I was usually late for school because I have to make sure she gets ready and what not, but I didn't mind the more time away from there the better it was. I watched her as she waved at me through the window and I did the same as I got into my black car. The drive to my school was maybe 10-15 minutes if I took the back roads to it. Then before I knew it I was in front of Warriors Prep. I sighed and slowly got my things and exited the car, I was most likely the only one in this school who liked the kind of music I do, and who dresses like me. Everyone else was either a hormonal driven douche, or a plastic bitch who wears way to much perfume. You could literally smell it all when you walked in, I scrunched my nose at the french whore smelling hallways as I made my way to my first period class. It was on my school's 'Freshman Hallway' and being a Junior I felt powerful over all those ignorant kids. Speaking of which, I passed a few in the hallway and of course I get death glares or they just stare at me. When I looked at them back, they almost always averted their eyes from mine and quickened their walking speed. Cowards... I thought as I turned to go into my Algebra 2 class. I was 30 minutes late this time and when I entered the room, literally all eyes were on me as I made my way to my window corner seat. The teacher didn't mind me looking out the window all the time, because I still passed my formatives and summatives so that was an upside. Again the faint whispers of me were thrown across the classroom.

Do you see what she's wearing?

Must be an Emo thing.

Who even wears that much black anyway?

I rolled my eyes at them and pulled out my sketchbook, probably the only place I expressed myself really. As I drew a circle I decided to draw one of my own characters for once, since I usually draw Sailor Moon or venting pictures. This one could be just for me. I started to sketch out the head outline and then I added some guidelines to where the eyes and mouth should go, then I started to work on the pose it'll be doing. It was a simple pose, my person was just standing that's it.

Time went by slowly and my person was almost complete, or should I say Jane was almost complete. She had a plain white face but her eyes were purely black and she wore a bit of black lipstick. Let's not forget the form-fitting black dress she wore as well. Basically, everything on her was black except for her skin which was a powder white. I mean even her hair was curly waves of black. I smiled at her and closed my sketchbook, I'll draw some more later at home or so. The bell dinged and I gathered up my things to go to second period. Not before two shadows stood over me. I glanced up to see blue eyes and a hair sprayed mess of platinum blonde hair. Great it's Heather... I thought to myself.