Chapter 2
Sitting down at her seat, Janey sighs in content and placed her book down; her migraines were beginning to subside, and her mind was clearing up a bit.
Honestly, she was worrying over nothing; she really needed to get herself together...
How could she be so scared over something that wasn't even real...
'Heh. I just need to relax more...'
Suddenly, Heather rushed to her side, making the bluenette jump in slight surprise.
Looking to her friend, anxiousness pools in Janey's stomach as she saw the look of desperation on her face.
"Janey, thank god! I need your help!"
Heather grabs onto her, seriousness etched on her face. Janey's eyes widen a bit, unaware of the trouble her friend was facing.
"Wh-What is it?"
'What could it be? Heather never gets this bad unless...'
Janey felt her heart drop, fear beginning to build up in her mind.
'Could it be the Slenderman? Oh god no…is he here already?!'
"I need…your notes for today's test."
Janey stared at her friend blank before banging her head against the desk.
A face palm would never be enough for Heather and her ridiculous antics.
"Oh Heather, stop acting so silly! I honestly thought something really bad happened!"
"This is really bad! I forgot we had a test today!"
The ravenette groans, putting her ivory face in her hands and sinking into her seat. "And I'm totally bad at English! If I fail this test, my C+ will drop down, and mom'll kill me!"
Heather clings to Janey pleading, trying to make puppy-dog eyes.
"C'mon, Janey! Have a heart!"
The bluenette sighs, noticing she was doing that a lot lately, before handing over the notes.
Heather squeals in delight, yanking them from her hold and hugging her. "Oh my god, thank you! I owe you my life!"
"Don't say it like that, Heather…"
But Janey still smiled a bit, patting her friend's head.
As silly as she was..she still cared about Heather greatly.
Minutes later, the English teacher walked into the room, looking more serious than usual; he places his books down and stares out to the students.
"Hello class." He replies solemnly. "As you know, one of our classmates, Amanda Montez, has passed on recently."
The class ceased their talking and straightens up; there was a sudden tension in the air, and Janey felt her heart drop a bit in sadness.
'Poor Amanda...'
"Now, as you know, the police have not found any leads on the murder of her and her family. But we must keep faith. Let's hope that whoever the monster is, the police will be able to catch them."
"…That is, if they can catch them."
Many turned to a taller boy in the back, some throwing him looks of disapproval. Janey stared his way too, feeling heated because he was talking about her friend.
"Zack can be such a jerk.." Heather whispered to the bluenette, who nodded in agreement.
The boy had his red hair in a ponytail, and he blew his bubblegum casually, looking like a total douche with his feet on his desk.
"Not to be disrespectful, sir…but I think they're dealing with something out of this world."
The man narrowed his eyes seriously, prepared to give a lecture. "Zackery Thomas, now's not the time for one of your idiotic—"
"I'm being real, teach!" Zack exclaims, throwing his hands out as he straighten up. "Think about it! They've found no prints, no DNA, no trace of anything…"
He raises an eyebrow, grinning smugly as he chewed his gum.
"It's almost as if they disappeared into thin air."
The class was silent, now beginning to think over what the redhead said.
"…the papers did say something about a Slenderman…"
Janey jumped, not liking where this was heading.
Heather, on the other hand, was a little excited, despite herself. Maybe, she could get more people to join in on her little search.
"Really? The Slenderman did it?!"
"Oh please! You can't possibly believe that trash!"
"I dunno. It's been 3 weeks, and they still have no lead. How do you explain that?"
It quickly erupted into a debate, people believing Slenderman had something to do with Amanda's death and others believing differently.
Janey sighed deeply as she sunk into her seat, being the worry-worth she was prone to be.
The talk of Slenderman was really getting to her, and she couldn't bear to hear any more when it dealt with poor Amanda...
The migraine that throbbed against her head proved to be just that.
She turns to glare at Zack, who only winks her way and wiggles his eyebrows smugly.
'Thanks a bunch, Zack…'
Said boy gleamed at the mess he created, watching everyone go nuts while the teacher face-palmed at the disaster.
"I'm gonna need a drink after this."
End of Chapter 2
