Back at it again at Krispy Kreme *does backflip, hits sign*

Hey guys! I'm back. This was requested by sageclipse and it's my duty to keep you happy.

Song of Choice: Twenty Øne Piløts - Stressed Out
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(Your p.o.v.)

I was walking down the street to get to school. I always have to wake up early to get there on time, but at least I can enjoy the sunrise. It took a bit to get there, so I put in my earbuds and played Stressed Out by Twenty Øne Piløts. I relate to this song quite a bit because it expressed what was happening now. I continued down the side walk, listening to the song as it plays. Then, coincidentally, the song ended as I arrive at school. Guess school wasn't that far if you're listening to music. I put my phone and earbuds away before walking inside. I then froze in my tracks and felt like I was being watched. I glanced around, but I didn't see anyone that would be looking at me. I shrugged it off as paranoia and went inside.

I walked to my 1st period class and sat in the back. History is a great way to start off the day, huh? Anyway, the bell rang as soon as Mr. Jones walked in. He was an expert to this kind of stuff and some students say he taught archaeology at a college somewhere in Connecticut (do you get it? no? okay.). He said that we will be learning about ancient Egypt and the pyramids. Then he started talking about how the pyramids were built not how they were helped by aliens.

¶Timeskip brought to you by a red balloon floating in your doorway🎈¶

(2nd p.o.v.)

The final bell rang when everyone was packed up and shuffling out the door. You were the last one to leave because you didn't want to be squishes between people you don't know. As you walked out of the doors of the school, you saw a group of girls that were chatting amongst each other. You pulled your hood up and walked passed by them, not wanting to be tortured again. Unfortunately, life had other plans.

"Where are you going, freak?" The group 'leader' Rebecca asked(if this is your name, feel free to change it).

You ignored her and continued walking home. She told you to stop, but you sped up. You thought she was done trying to mess with you. Boy were you wrong. When you heard steps coming towards you, you fukin RAN like Flash's cameraman(I know this joke is old). You kept running when the slow steps turned to fast steps behind you. You were thankful you took track last year, otherwise you'd be out of breath already. You probably ran an entire street before looking behind you to see that they were still after you. You kept running until you got to the neighborhood you were living in. You then saw a house that was abandoned. You ran inside looking for a place to hide. You saw a door for, what it seems like, a closet. You quickly got inside as the front door started to open.

"Oh, (Y/n).~ Where are you?~" Rebecca said, in a toxic sing-song voice.

You stayed put and tried not to make as much noise as possible. As the group was coming towards your door, you heard a Jack-in-the-Box go off upstairs. The group must've heard it too because they were walking to the familiar tune. Before entering the room the music came from, one of the girls said, "Gotcha!" in a cheery voice. Your breathing hitched when you heard a loud snarl and a ear piercing scream. Then, the noises stopped. You took a small peek out of your hiding place to see why they had stopped. Rebecca ran down the stairs screaming, only to trip on a loose floorboard. You thought it couldn't get possibly worse and as if right on que, a tall clown jumped on her. You were terrified when it(hehe) started to eat Rebecca, cutting off her screams. You couldn't look any longer and closed the door and started crying quietly out of fear, hoping it didn't see you. And sadly enough, he did see you. The door opened and you looked up to see the clown standing there with blood on his clothes and near his mouth.

"P-Please don't h-hurt m-me. I-I was only t-trying to h-hide f-from them." You managed to stutter out, putting your face in your hands.

"Oh, why would I want to hurt a sweet thing like you?~" He cooed.

You looked up and saw him crouched down with a grin on his face. You were slightly relieved but still a bit scared. He had a red nose and red lips, like a normal clown. Except for the red line that started from the corners of his mouth up to right above his brows.

"What's your name?~" He asked, breaking the silence.

"(Y/n). What's yours?" You replied, calmly.

"Well, I'm Pennywise the dancing clown!" He giggled. You laughed a little.

"I hate to stop the conversation, but I need to get home. My mom's going to get worried."

"Oh, alright." His smile turned to a frown as he moved out of the way and you stood up.

"We can hang out tomorrow if you'd like. I got nothing to do anyway." You said, lightening the mood.

He had his signature grin as he clapped his hands in excitement. You went to the front door and grabbed the handle, but stopped. You turned around and gave a small wave. You waved back and you went outside back to the sidewalk. You turned to look at the house and take in the full appearance. It would be a nice house if it was kept in shape. You started to walk home, excited about tomorrow.
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Guess who's back, back again. 😉

Sorry for being away for so long. I wasn't feeling like myself lately. Then I got this sudden burst of motivation to finish this.

That's all. Cya!✌ -FandomTrash