Readers POV

Everyone stared at the new kid, some with horror on their faces and some bursted into laughter.

"Hey kid, go back to your circus!" One of the boys that hung out with Jessica yelled out from the back of the class. Half the class started laughing while the other stared with curiosity.

"Oh, I cannot. I am not welcome." Jack replied back with a giggle. "They say I scare the children too much." A grin formed on his face revealing jagged and sharp teeth. "Oh, nice job with the makeup on your teeth, they look so real!" One of the kids called out at the front row.

Jack's attention shifted to the student in the front row. "Thank you. They are as sharp as they look." He licked his teeth as he did some students cringed. "Alright now, go find a seat." The teacher said and he nodded towards her the looked around the room. His dark eyes caught attention of my own (E/C) eyes and he smiled once again, moving his way towards our section.

Is he coming to D and I?

I realized he was only walking to the empty table behind us and Drake. He sat directly behind us though, I turned my head and looked at him in the corner of my eyes, he caught attention of this and leaned forwards towards the back of my head...

"Is there something you need, sweetie?" He asked in a whisper. It sent a chill down my spine making me shiver. "I- Nothing.." I turned forwards to the teacher and Drake looked down at me, one of his brow arching up.

"Something wrong, muffin?" He asked me as he whispered. "You look pale." He said again. I shook my head with hope he'd let it go soon, "Just feeling a little sick..." I mumbled out quietly. He nodded his head slowly. "You need to go see the nurse?" He asked again. I shook your head again but then the hairs on the back of y neck stood up causing a chill to run down my spine again as if someone was watching me.

"Erm.. on second thought, maybe." I mumbled and he stood up and moved out of the way from your table, "What are you doing Drake?" The teacher asked and Drake looked up at her then back down at me where the teacher followed his eye movement and nodded slowly.

"Okay, although she might need to go home. Drake, right after you take her, I need you to come back to class. Okay?" She said he nods. After he took her everybody continued on their assignments.

But nobody noticed the psychopathic killer walking in the halls...

He walked us down the halls and I rubbed my stomach as I let out a groan.

I don't know where that came from... I felt fine earlier but when that Jack guy came, I felt sick to my stomach. I used everything in me just not to vomit all over our project for the day.

I stopped walking as a breeze went through the hall. I look around but I couldn't see anything... Maybe was a door opening to a class. Drake looked at me again and lifted my chin up a little, make me jump and so I would look at him face him. "Do you just want to go home? You don't look good." He moved his hand making me look in other directions while studying my face.

"I'm going to be okay, just needed to get out of class." I responded quietly. He slowly nodded his head then released your chin. He began walking again.

Once we got to the nurses office, he opened the door for me. I walked inside and he left. I looked around the nurses office and called her out, "Mrs. Fig?" She came back from the curtain in one of the separated rooms but there wasn't an answer.

A nurse came out but she didn't look like our school nurse. She had red hair that reached a bit past her shoulders, she wore one of the doctors masks, covering her mouth. Her skin was a greenish gray and she had a black nurse outfit on along with black gloves that went up her arm, and a pair of black heels. She had a bunch of scars on her legs, almost like she'd been taken apart but I dismissed it, she could be new nurse that I didn't know of.

"I don't feel to well. Is it fine if I lay down for a while?" I asked as I stared at her until she finally gave a light nod. I moved slowly into one of the separate rooms she led me to. There was a rotten smell coming from the first room I guess it's why I can't use the first.. someone must be really sick. She closed the curtain as she walked away and I laid on the table in the room then closed my eyes and drifted into a sleep.

My eyes shot open as a hand roughly covered my mouth, I looked up to see a man in a white hoodie towering my body, he straddled my stomach to hold me down. I tried to stand but something was being help against my throat... it hurt when I moved.

It was a knife.

I stopped struggling when I realized I could hurt myself if I moved too much. He tilted his head and smirked and that's when I saw the carved in smile on his face. His skin was a gray white kind of like ash. My eyes widened which seemed to make him smile more. I quickly brought up my one of my knees into his baby-maker which caused him to scream and fall off me, dropping the knife and moving his hands to cover them.

"You cunt!!" He yelled out while rolling onto his side, groaning in pain. I sat up and quickly crawled to the end of the table and onto the floor before he grabbed a fist full of my hair which caused me to yelp out in pain, I grabbed his hand and spun around in the direction his thumb was facing so his thumb was pulled back and forced to let my hair go. I ran into the curtain and ran into the nurses office and panted while looking around for her.

The sound of a chainsaw being started caught my attention, I turned around to see the nurse holding a large black and red with a cross in red in the base of the weapon. She rushed at me and I stumbled back making her saw at the office chair. "Dammit Ann! What did I tell you?! She's mine!!" The smiling man came out limping and yelling at the nurse. She looked at him while benched over with her chainsaw still in hand.

I felt something warm run down my face from my head, I reached up to my forehead and pulled away with a hiss then looked at the liquid on my fingers... is this my blood?... The smiling man looked at me then gave me a smile. "Well that could be pay back for my sack!" He bursts into a little laughter but they seemed to be fading away. I eyes felt heavy and I rubbed them but I felt myself drifting away.

"Shit. She's going out. L.J grab her." He looked past me and waved his hand towards me. L.J? I felt long arms then wrap around me as I was lifted up. I turned my head slowly and looked at the man holding me up, I saw a sharp toothed grin stare down at me and it seemed to have a nose in the shape of a cone. It was Jack. I knew something was off about him... was my last thought as I fell into a sleep.

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Another little cliffhanger
by LookAnotherCatLady  (aka, A)
and ideas by Kitties.

This isn't edited but
I'll go through it tomorrow. -A