The storm
Again, you all know whats happening. The short authors note. That's for all the viewers. I hope you enjoy this story, and this chapter. Oh, and please tell me if you have any suggestions or see any spelling mistakes. Oh, and I dedicate my stuffed animal to this chapter, who the stuffed animal in this story is like. Yes, I have a stuffed animal, it's a coping thing.
Four a clock at night.
"-BOOM!-"
Jessica woke up from her peaceful sleep by lightning. She hugged her stuffed animal George, to her chest. Storms were one of her worst fears. They were like a bad luck sign to her. Ever since that night she had always been afraid. Of what, Jessica didn't know, but she was.
Unknown to Jessica, her face was pale white from shock, her dark cheery hair in curls and tangles from not putting it up the night before. The red and black paint on her fingernails where chipped from not being painted. Her blue-green/hazel eye were widened from the scare. All in all, she looked horrible.
She slowly got out of bed, making it creak in response. Her heart pounded faster with each movement she made.
"-CRACK-"
Jessica ran up the staircase as fast as she could, hearing the thunder sound again. When she arrived at the top, she took deep breaths trying to stop her heart from beating like she had just ran a hundred miles. "Gosh, why am I so afraid?", Jessica mumbled to herself. She was trained to be an adult, and here she was acting as if she were five.
She soon realized that she was in the collection room, where her computer was. She also had movies and books on many shelves, swords of all types on the wall, a TV, and computer games. It was all decorated to where it looked messy because none of it matched her yellow-flowered wallpaper.
That's when she remembered the chatroom, and the killers.
"Maybe one of them is on!", she thought.
Jessica ran to the computer, and turned it on. After the long loading process, she logged into the chat room.
JJ has signed in.
JJ: Hello. Is anyone here?
NightTerror has signed in.
Themostalsomeistsong has signed in.
Cream has signed in.
NightTerror: Why aren't you asleep, kid?
JJ: There's a thunderstorm where I live.
Themostalsomeistsong: Mummm, I can almost imagine what your fear must taste like.
Cream: Shut up freak!
NightTerror: Yeah, you creeper!
Themostalsomeistsong: That's my name, Freddy.
JJ: I'm confused. Who is TMAS? Oh... it's short for the Themostalsomeistsong...took me a minute to realize that.
NightTerror: He's Jeepers-Creepers. A lame a*
Cream: I'm GhostFace!
Jessica smiled when she heard the name GhostFace. This was Michael's friend. She wondered if they had reconnected yet. So she grabbed a water-bottle and started typing again.
JJ: Hey Michael said he was looking for you!
Cream: W-What? When did you meet him?!
NightTerror: Don't be so jealous stab face, she only talked to him on the chat.
JJ: I'm a little confused. Why would Ghost-Face be jealous?
NightTerror: Because he has a crush on him.
Jessica spit out all the water in her mouth, causing it to splatter on the computer screen.
A gay slasher? She was a gay supporter, but this was such a shock to her. A slasher, who murders and kills is gay? If so, how many more are gay? Are all of them?
Cream: NO I DON'T!
JJ: Are all of you gay?
NightTerror: Hell no. Only the pansy a* over there.
JJ: Does Michael like him back?
Cream: Get this straight. I don't like Michael, and I'm not gay.
Themostalsomeistsong: You should get straight. I can smell your arousal for him from another country.
NightTerror: XD Nope, and that's why he's denying it.
Cream: I'm not gay!
NightTerror: Is that why you I've been...dreaming so vividly about him and you? You know the one, when Michael and you are just finishing a kill, and he's covered in blood. He tells you that you need "a reward".
Cream: LIES! ALL LIES!
Jessica was so caught up in the chat, that she didn't remember the storm dying down. Or the light from her window shining.
When she did see, she sighed. In a few hours she would go to work, and have to tell them the information she had gained. It felt wrong to do that, like she was betraying them or something. So she decided she wouldn't tell them the Ghost-Face part, just some useless information. If he were to find out, she doubted he would ever forgive her. JJ sighed, and logged off.
JJ: Have to go to work. See you later.
JJ has logged off.
After brushing her hair and teeth, redoing her nails, putting George on her newly made bed, taking a shower, and putting on fresh clothes, she left for work. Jessica lived in the country, so she had to call a cab. After an hour, it arrived. The cab driver was an overweight, thirty year old Italian man.. He had no family, but after years of driving her, he saw Jessica as a make-shift daughter.
"Hey Gabe!", Jessica greeted him. He smiled at her.
"Get in if you don't want to be late Jess. I don't want to hear your sorry (exclusive) complaints", Gabe said with a smirk. She laughed a little. "Hey, who's paying for this ride?"
Gabe rolled h eyes. "I'll pay if you get in this car."
Jessica got in the cab, a buckled her seatbelt.
"Anywhere special today?" He asked.
"Nah, only work.", She said. He sighed. "That's it. You're going to the park today." Her eyes widened. "What? No! Kids do that!" He laughed. "You are a kid. Enjoy it while you still have it."
