Inspired by Say Cheese and Die by RL STINE
A/N: Hi friends. I'm sorry I disappeared under a rock. To make up for it, here's a multi-chapter fic that's already completed! (sorta. kay, there's multiple endings. I haven't written the final final ending yet. T_T). ANYWAYS, thank you to Demonic Mello for messaging me out of hiding.
Chapter 1
The sun glittered softly through the slit in the blinds, letting a solitary ray illuminate the face and hair of the sleeping boy. Linda loved to watch him peaceful like that; she loved to watch Mello all the time, really. She leaned over him just a little, careful not to block the light and studied his face: the delicate curve of his nose, his high cheek bones, face-framing fringe of gold hair, porcelain skin. Mello was beautiful, possibly the most beautiful person she had ever seen, but she didn't like to watch him sleep for that reason. No, Linda loved to watch him sleep because it was the only time he seemed calm and still. Mello was the kind of boy who let all his emotions show in his face. A sensitive boy, you could always see a plethora of emotions flickering across his eyes. To see him so still felt almost alien to the girl.
And yet, as much as she loved his sleeping face, she really needed to wake him. It was already half-past noon.
Linda moved back just a little bit and adjusted the scrunchie from her side ponytail before pouncing on her step-brother.
"Yeouch! Jesus, Lin! Get off!"
Linda threw her head back and let laughter roll down her frame as she straddled him, "Wake-y wake-y Mello Yellow. C'mon. We're going out."
"Ughh," he groaned and turned to face his bedside calendar. Sunday, September 1st, 1996. A little red notation marked the next day as Labor day; the official last day of summer vacation. He'd promised to do whatever she wanted before they went back to school. After all, it was a big deal, being Linda's last weekend before starting High School. Tuesday was a big day for Mello, too. He'd be an 8th grader, himself. Time was flying by too fast.
"So. What are we doing today?"
He was startled when she suddenly snuggled right up to him over the covers. She poked his nose with her forefinger and whispered, "we're going to explore the old abandoned warehouse on Broad Street."