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The House On Bloody Hill
Chapter 1
"Field Trip"
The 12 teenagers stepped out of the yellow school bus. Immediately, a waft of sweaty feet, aerosol hairspray, and half eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwiches filled their noses.
"May I just say, my fellow friends, that I'm much honored you have picked me for being your captain on our fun filled adventure to this so called 'Haunted House'," Rachel said proudly. Rachel was a petite Jewish girl with long brown hair; brown eyes the color of chocolate.
"Ok, first off hobbit no one picked you to be captain, and secondly we all just pretend to like you!" The voice came from a tough latina girl in the corner of the bus.
"That's not true I kinda like her," a boy with a Mohawk whispered. The teenagers sat in the bus babbling about their fun summers so far. Quinn a blonde haired beauty was jotting down her future prom queen speech while Finn was looking at Rachel dumbly as she was chanting something incoherent.
The bus pulled up to brown worn out sign that read "Creaky Way."
"Guys I've got an uneasy feeling about this place," Finn said nervously. They all silently nodded and stepped out of the bus, nervously tiptoeing towards the grand entrance doors.
"Who's gonna knock?" Finn asked shifting his weight from one foot to another.
"I don't know maybe you Franken teen!" Santana snapped back.
Quinn whipped her head towards Santana and sneered "Do you have rude nicknames for everyone?"
"Pretty much, yeah!" Santana's evil smile grew on her face.
"I'll do it! Gosh you guys are such whimps!" Puck chuckled and walked up to the door. But before he could knock it flew open and a chubby grey haired man stood in the doorway.
"Well I'll be darned, It's the McKinley High group, well come on in!" The man yelled as they started to fall on in. One by one he patted them on their backs.
"Whoa, you gonna buy me dinner first?" Kurt chuckled as the man's hand slightly brushed up against his neck while patting him.
"Kidding!" Kurt giggled and kept walking. As the gang walked in they were in awe of the place.
"Is this the mansion in that one haunted movie? Because I had a dream about that one time only all of you were mice and unicorns!" Brittany smiled dreamily. No one was paying any attention to her because there at the top of the stairs stood a portrait. Quinn stepped towards the painting and read out loud "Martha Fabray- Wellington, Born June 16th 1891,died June 16th 1908." Quinn slowly stepped back her heart beating 10 times faster.
"That's Me!" Quinn gasped.
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