Mkay, guys I seriously can't though like, I CAN NOT WRITE. This story is literally going to be shit because I wrote it.

Anyways, for people who're still here and reading my story, I appreciate it. I'm trying my best to make the things and parts of my story correct and good and all that shiz, you know? So i'm terribly sorry if I don't update for like, three months.

Without further ado, Here's the third chapter.

Chapter 3: Meeting The Snakes

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Betty woke up at exactly eleven AM, groaning as she turned off her phone alarm and sat up from her bed. She looked around the room, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with the back of her hands. She yawned and stretched, cracking her back and licked her dry lips as she stared at the sun shining through her window. Betty shivered as she slowly placed her feet on the cold cement floor, and reached underneath the bed to grab her duffel bag, before tucking in her legs once again under the covers.

She rummaged through the bag, letting out a deep breath as she pulled a white sleeveless blouse and a pair of blue jeans. She made sure she locked the doors before she took off her pajamas and slipped into the jeans and blouse. She took out a pair of socks and her comb before throwing everything back in the bag, then pushing it under the bed once again.

Betty pulled on the socks and slid into the pair of white converse that she wore the day before; she combed her hair and pulled it up into her signature ponytail before grabbing her small bag and leaving her room, locking it behind her.

Betty walked down the stairs and immediately tensed when she heard a roar of laughter coming from the back of the bar. She nervously pressed her nails into her palm, making crescent marks as she sat down on the stool in front of the counter. Midge was behind the counter, drinking a bottle of orange soda through a straw while she bent leaned on the counter, her eyes on a book in front of her.

"Midge?" Betty said, and Midge looked up from her book and shot her a smile. "Good morning, Betty! What are you doing here so early?" she asked, closing her book and taking the soda in her hands.

Betty chuckled. "FP let me borrow a room upstairs on the third floor." She briefly explained and stole a quick glance at the group of people gathered around the snake terrarium in the back of the bar. "Um… what are they doing?"

Midge leaned over the counter and looked at what she was pointing at, her eyes stopped on the group of men and she let out a small laugh. "Those are the serpents." She said, taking another sip of her soda. "They're doing the initiation."

Betty stared at her confusedly. "Initiation for what?"

Midge chewed on her straw. "Initiation for someone to join in the serpents. Since FP is – excuse me, was the leader, he let them do initiation in the Whyte Wrym."

Betty bit her lip, not fully understanding the concept of the initiation, and watched as a boy with short hair and glasses reach in the snake terrarium for a knife that someone placed inside. The skin-colored snake watched in interest as the boy's hand touched the handle, and as quick as lightning, it dove for his hand and sunk its sharp fangs into the skin just below his thumb.

Betty flinched as she watched the scene unfold before her, making Midge let out a small laugh. "Relax, Betty. The snake's venom glands are removed." She told her, making Betty sigh in relief as she continued to stare at the boy, who let out a deep breath as he passed the knife to a man in front of him, his blood slowly dripping down his hand. As she stared, she noticed a man behind the boy with a strange looking beanie on his head staring at her intensely. His blue eyes stared deep into her green eyes, and Betty felt as if she wasn't going to be able to look away. His arms were crossed and one of his eyes was slightly covered with some of his raven colored hair.

"I should go," Betty said, forcing her eyes away from the beanie-wearing man. "I'm looking for an extra job at the diner" Midge gave her a smile as she walked out from behind the bar with a first aid kit. "Good luck! I'll see you tonight!" she said, and she walked towards the group and gave ordered the boy to sit down, making the others burst out in laughter.

Betty pressed her lips into a thin line as she walked towards the door; her mind was filled with questions about the man. Shaking her head to get the thoughts out, she pushed one side of the door open, hoping she wasn't late for her job interview.

Betty walked along the road and finally arrived at a brightly lit diner that was located no-so-far from the Whyte Wrym. Betty went up the steps of the building and opened the glass door, hitting the bell above the door jingle, signaling that there was a new customer coming in.

Betty sat down on a leather covered seat in front of a long counter, her fingers tapping nervously on the tabletop. A dark-skinned man came up to Betty with a sweet, friendly smile. "How can I help you today?" he asked, and Betty gave him a small nervous smile. "I saw the help wanted to sign a few days ago…? I was wondering if I could apply for the job." She said.

The man nodded in understanding. "When can you start working?"

Betty counted her hours at the bar. "Anywhere from seven in the morning to three in the afternoon." she replied.

For the next hour, The man – Pop's was what he told her to call him – agreed to give Betty a job as a waitress – surprise surprise – at the diner from twelve to three in the afternoon.

"Thank you so much!" Betty said with a smile as she walked out of the diner, and checked her watch. Once realizing that she was almost late for her extra hours, she quickly rushed off to the Whyte Wrym, once again hoping that she would be there in time.

Opinions? Review? I know it's like, highkey (lol is that a word?) shit but I'm seriously trying to improve my writing.

(I'm failing at it if any of you are wondering)

Thanks for reading!