A/N: Hi peoples! This is my first Friday the 13th fan fiction… so it may not be that great. But I wanted to take a stab at it ever since I saw the new movie the first time! But there may be some things you guys might need to know, just to help you out later:

~Single quotes italics, [e.g. 'Speech.'] Are thoughts. The things that nobody can hear.

~double quote italics, [e.g. "Speech."] Are most likely lyrics. Since this is sort of a song fiction as well.

~Now, later on in the story, you'll come across some Bold Italics, [e.g. "Speech."] which will be Jason's thoughts. The things that Luna can hear. (You'll find out later *wink*)

Well, that's basically everything so far. If there's anything else, I'll let you know! Any questions feel free to ask. There are absolutely NO such things as stupid questions… just stupid answers! XD Enjoy!

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"Now you be a good girl and-"

'Oh shut up!'

"Be sure you don't get lost and-"

'Would you please just shut your damn face?'

"And listen to-"

'Fuck, somebody kill me, please!'

"And please, try to be friendly."

Luna whipped her head around to glare at her platinum blonde mother figure. "Why don't I hang myself instead?" She asked, mostly to herself, but still loud enough for the older woman to hear. The lady just sighed and pleaded, "Just, don't act all mean and tough like you usually do."

And with that said, the raven haired girl and all her bags were roughly shoved out of the car. As the blonde droved off, the car tires threw bits of dirt, leaves, and stones hitting the young girl in the face. She felt colder than usual.

"Fuck." She mumbled, as she slid her backpack on and grabbed her other bag with her remaining hand. She looked up and she could see that the way-too-happy-for-their-own-good camp councilors were already skipping over to her. "Fuck."

"Hi there camper, welcome to Camp Crystal Lake!" The male of the two chirped. Then the female piped in. "We're going to have plenty of fun, aren't we?" "Apparently." Luna mumbled under her breath. "That's right!" The chirped together like mindless drones. "Plenty of fun!" "Fuck."

The now more miserable girl trudged off to the cabin that was assigned to her. As she slowly creaked open the door, she looked in and saw a circle of three other girls that had already organized their stuff. She simply threw the bags in her hand onto her bed and quickly turned on her heel and left.

Walking down a dusty trail leading to the lake, Luna sang a song under her breath.

"I'll be coming home
Just to be alone
Cause I know you're not there
And I know that you don't care
I can hardly wait to leave this place..."

She looked up when she heard shouting. A smaller boy was being chased by the other children. She would have thought nothing more of it than I game of tag, but as she got closer, she noticed a trail of blood on the dirt behind the boy as he ran. She ran towards the crowd. All the other kids stopped on a dime as Luna stood between them, and the boy that had just tripped.

"Get out of the way, bitch!" One of the boys said. "Yeah! We got to send that freak show back to the circus!" Shouted another. Luna just stood there, glaring at the crowd of people. "Did this boy do anything to provoke you?" She asked. "What?" A couple confused kids mumbled. "If this boy didn't harm you, or provoke you in any way shape or form, than I advise you to leave." Luna suggested, her voice deathly quiet.

Suddenly, dead leaves and sand rose up and swirled around her and the crowd. Never blinking, she whispered just loud enough for the other children to hear her, "I'll make it rain blood."

The children all screamed, "Witch! Let's get the hell out of here!" And they ran off back toward their cabins. Luna was sure she'd hear about this, but as she looked over her shoulder, she knew she'd have to deal with it later.

She lowly strode up to the boy who was hiding his face and quivering in a sort of ball. She carefully kneeled down beside him and started petting his bald head. He flinched and lifted his head to look back at her. She just watched him with a gentle, heart warming smile on her face.

"Don't worry," She whispered, still petting him. "You're safe now." The smaller boy sniffled and slowly sat up. "So, you're really not all tough and mean, like you were acting?" He asked shyly. "Who, me?" Luna asked. The smaller boy blushed slightly as she slid her hand from the back of his head, to cup his cheek, running her thumb over a small gash he had gotten from one of the other boys. She continued, "Nah, I'm as soft as a powder puff and twice as gentle." Her smile faded slightly though as she looked back to where the mob of bullies stood a moment ago and mumbled, "But even just being around characters like those-" Her voice trailed off as she tried to calm herself down once again.

She sighed and looked back at the boy with her warm eyes again and asked, "So, what's your name?" Looking away he quietly replied, "Jason. Jason Voorhees." Luna smiled more and giggled. "I like that name." Standing up, she stretched out an arm to help Jason up, while happily chirping, "My name's Luna Sang."

They both stood together in silence for a short moment before Luna put her hand in her pockets out of habit, and scuffed her boot in the dirt. Blushing, she quietly mumbled, Um, will… Will you be my friend Jason?"

Jason just stared at her in awe. Nobody had ever, in his entire life, asked him to be their friend.

Luna took the long silence as rejection. Hanging her head sadly, she went to walk away, but Jason reached out and grabbed her and happily screamed, "Yes! I'll be your friend!"

Luna looked back and smiled. Jason smiled back. Neither one had to say another word.