Hiya! This story is something I'm doing in my spare time. My other story, joke's on you, has been put on hold because I have got no inspo! I do not own the characters only my OC and plot! Sorry if any facts are inaccurate. Enjoy and review with ideas! (Cuz I have no idea what I'm doin XD)
Kisses,
C
Beatrice was a normal 15 year old girl. Long chestnut curls always in two plaits, golden skin that shimmered in the sun and a flawless face. Other girls at school were envious of her but she didn't mind the dirty looks thrown at lunch or the whispers behind her back. It was the middle of summer when Beatrice and her three friends decided to go out. It was cold at night and Beatrice shivered in her red shorts and black crop top saying "Bite me". Kris sidled up to her and put his arm around her. Beatrice quickly wriggled out of grasp. Kris was a dashing boy with black hair. He was captain of the football team and obsessed with getting Beatrice to go him with him, despite Beatrice telling him many times "No". Stella, Beatrice's blond best friend, was on her phone. She was most likely posting pictures in desperate attempts to get followers. Chase, stella's twin brother, just looked bored. They reached the place. It was at the end of a long road. There were no houses or shops down that road. They sat down just outside the padlocked gates; Kris getting as close as he could to Beatrice. "So" Chance said, "Kris, truth or dare." Kris puffed out his chest,
"Dare." Beatrice rolled her eyes. Chase smiled,
"I dare you to kiss Stella." Kris gaped at him. Stella didn't even look up. Beatrice hid a giggle. Kris shuffled towards Stella and pecked her on the cheek. Stella looked up, saw Kris and looked at her phone again. They did this for about an hour before Chase gave Beatrice a dare, "I dare you to go in there!" He said, pointing at the gates and the abandoned building beyond them. Beatrice looked at him like he was crazy. "For an hour!" He added. Beatrice gulped, "Um… ok" She got up and spotted a hole in the fence surrounding it, "Only an hour." She mustered up her courage and crawled through the hole. The path leading up to the door was overgrown. Weeds spurted through the jungle of a lawn. She gulped and walked down the path. A broken sign above the door read "SILLY VISION STUDIO" Beatrice had never heard of it. She pushed on the door and, surprisingly, it creaked open. With a deep breath, she slipped in.
(Okay so sorry that this might be a rushed start but I really wanna get into the juicy stuff!)