CHAPTER 1: HIM

This is my first fanfic, so why not make it a creepypasta one eh?? sorry let's write.

I stumble backwards, forgetting my confusion as on why I am here exactly. I just remember opening my eye's and being..here..I didn't know what to do, all I had was my conscience screaming at me to GO. it didn't take me long to scramble to my feet. If it wasn't for me being on a race team, I wouldn't have gotten far.

It wasn't long until I heard those dreadful taps on the ground, quick and loud. It took me a few seconds to realize they were footsteps. They weren't speedwalking...yet running. They, whoever they is, was light on their feet, a tip Coach Jem had always told us. I decided to follow their technique and stay light on my feet.

"You c-can't keep r-running for l-long Y/N" said a calm yet loud voice. How did he know my name..he.. I can't just assume it's a he or even a person at all. It could be a creature of any sort. I could feel myself slowing down, gravity dragging me to my doom. I can feel hot tears roll down my cheek..No no this isn't how I'm going to go! No!

A low chuckle came from the thing that was chasing me. "I see you're n-not as fast as you think Y-Y/N" it said my name with such lust..Not a lust for sexual desire, but yet lust for me dead. Whatever it wanted, it wanted me dead. It wanted to torture me, hurt me, wanting me to wish they would just end my misery. Its voice had a trace of everything nightmares are made of, the creepy part is the fact that its voice is soothing, calming, but not enough to relax my nerves.

"Y/N...Y/N...Y/N!!" Shit!! I must've fell asleep in Mrs. Harrisons class!

"Sorry..I was tired..See-" I sputtered out but another all-too familiar voice cut in. "Fucking slut, probably too busy dreaming of Malim" Stacy's words boomed in my ears. I will kill her one day if she can't keep her dumb blonde mouth shut for once..

"Oh- So, if I'm hearing right, I'm the slut huh? Says the one who slept with every kid on campus. No wonder you're a cheerleader, just so you can show your 5 boyfriends your vagina!" I shot back, all I recieved was a dagger look from Mrs. Harrison. Even she knows its true. I've gotten less of a response I was hoping from Stacy then what I had actually gained. All that had happened was that her face shot 5 different shades of red in a matter of time. Serves her right.

"W-whore" was all the blonde bitch could say, how predictable

"see, you're not very quick with come backs as you are with spreading your legs for every male you find"

The whole class abrupted with laughter, I was very fond of my tease but oh-I'm-the-teachers-pet, Emma, had to step in.

"Mrs. Harrison, I think Y/N and Stacy needs detention, together"

"FUCK NO!" Me and Stacy miraculously shouted spontaneously. BRRRIINNNGGGG the bell screeched and I was out of my chair and out the room in a just a few seconds. It was Friday, the last day of the week, jumping straight into Spring Break, thank god..

I was just about to board my bus when Malim called my name. "Hey, Y/N! What you did back there was pretty..funny. She deserved that. No one should talk down to you like that!" he blushed lightly before he playfully pushed my shoulder and walked away, waving as he did. He blushed. I watched as he walked away, his dark brown shaggy hair bouncing and fluttering lightly in the wind. His eyes are a gorgeous emerald green, and he has long dark eyelashes that compliment his lightly blushed cheeks. I can't believe he blushed at me..

I boarded the bus and took my spot..10 minutes later.. I got dropped off, the bus stop isn't actually close to my house, infact a mile away. It's really tiring but my parents don't have the time in the morning to drop me off, actually they never have time for me..But I don't mind being alone, it's quite fun. I walked down the sandy trail, it has woods surrounding it but it's rather pretty.

Something grabs my attention. Something is staring at me..I can feel it..

I turn my head snd there he is, same person from my so-called dream. He has his hood over his head, he has yellow goggles over his eyes and a black mask covering his lower half of his face. He's wearing a gray hoodie along with some blue jeans and black converse. What startled me the most was the 2 axes on his sides, they were shaded in a dark red that was undeniably dried blood. Even the rest of his clothing had some, hopefully not, blood splattered onto it, some looks fresh aswell.

"ah..s-so we meet again.."

what did y'all think? I'll post more at least a chapter every other day possibly. Tell me some ideas you have?? Will consider..