James's Perspective
I anxiously glanced at the door. Where are they? I thought.
Sophia was often late, sure. But TJ was usually on time. I probably shouldn't have been this worried, but there was something wrong. I could feel a bad energy in the atmosphere today. Something bad is going to happen, and it's going to happen soon.
Just then, Sophia and TJ burst through the door. I sighed with relief, "Sophia, James, thank god you're-" Before I could finish, TJ grabbed my hand and yanked me out of the room.
The two dragged me through the hallway, and ushered me into the stairwell.
"What's going on!" I demanded, annoyed that they dragged me out of class.
Their expressions were urgent. Sophia spoke first, "James, have you felt, something… Off?" She asked.
I wanted to say that I had no idea what they were talking about. That they were crazy, and going to make me late for class. But the words resonated with me. I did feel weird, a strange sense of dread filled me. It was something that couldn't just be explained away.
I nodded, "Yeah, I think I might know what you're talking about," I said.
Just then, the door opened. Standing at the top of the stairs, staring down at us, was the homicidal old janitor, "What are you little whippersnappers doing here? Get to class!" He roared.
We all jumped, "Yes, sir! Sorry, sir!" We all yelped.
We quickly got to class.
Needless to say, our teacher, Mrs. Gill, wasn't too happy with us, "You three! Why are you late?" She demanded.
I opened my mouth to explain reasonably, but TJ beat me to the punch, "WE WERE BEING CHASED BY A RAINBOW UNICORN WITH ACID BREATH AND LASER EYES AND PIG BOMBS WITH THE DESTRUCTIVE POWER OF A GOD," He said.
Mrs. Gill just stared at him, shocked, and slightly impressed at his creative excuse. After a second she managed to say, "Just sit down, you three. Don't let it happen again. This is you last warning. If you come late again, then it'll be lunch detention," She said.
Sophia paled and nodded, "Yes, Ma'am," She said, quickly.
Without a word, we sat in our desks. Our first class of the day was math, so I quickly got my workbook out.
"As I was saying, turn to page 97 and solve problems sixteen through-" Something interrupted our teacher. Her landline was ringing.
She muttered with annoyance and picked up the phone.
I tried to understand the conversation, but it was too muffled to make out. Just a lot of Uh-huhs, m-hms, and yesses.
I was beginning to lose interest in the conversation when…
"WHO SAID RAINBOW UNICORNS!"
A boy burst through the door. I personally have never seen him before, but one glance at Sophia and TJ proved that they have.
Quickly, two other boys burst through the door after him.
My friends' shock doubled. Sophia looked like she was about to fall off her chair.
TJ actually fell off his chair.
The entire class roared with laughter, but I didn't join in. Based on their reaction, these new kids were bad news.
They were standing next to each other in the front of the classroom, the one on the left was blonde, but I couldn't bring myself to analyze him further. It was like a hidden force was keeping me from looking at his face.
The one in the middle was no different, the only thing I could tell about him was that he had brown hair.
The one on the right was the hardest to look at, I think he had black hair?
I shook my head, This is ridiculous, I thought, and forced eyes to see their faces.
My mistake.
When I forced my eyes up, I was greeted with a rather horrifying sight. His face was completely wrong.
His skin was unnaturally white and leathery. But that wasn't the worst of it, around where his eyelids should've been was charred black skin.
But even that wasn't the last of the horrors. Most alarmingly, he had a giant smile cut into his cheeks.
I bit back a scream, as I saw the other boys' faces. The one in the middle had a giant gash, exposing the inside of his mouth. He seemed to be twitching slightly.
The one on the left had startling blue eyes, and he bore a strong resemblance to the character Link, from The Legend of Zelda video games. When I pushed my willpower to its limits, I saw that those blue eyes had blood pouring out of them.
Once I noticed all of their terrifying features, looking at them wasn't difficult. It was like I broke the spell that hid their faces.
My brain was overloaded with this new information, a horrified, "Oh my God!" Slipped out of my mouth before I could stop myself.
Mrs. Gill looked at our horror, and took it as a chance to yell at the three of us, "TJ, James, Sophia! What's gotten into you?" She asked.
Sophia and I immediately straightened, and mumbled apologies to our teacher. TJ however stayed on the floor, too shocked to hear Mrs. Gill.
She took it as insubordination, "TJ! Get up!" She snapped.
TJ finally heard her, "Huh? Oh! Sorry!" He said, as he climbed back in his seat.
Mrs. Gill started talking to the three, "Class, these are our new students. Would you boys care to introduce yourselves? Tell us your name, and something about yourselves," She said.
The boy on the right started, "My name is Jeffery, Jeffery Woods. I was burned in a house fire when I was little," He said, sounding slightly uncomfortable at the words.
"Hi! M-my name is T-Tobias Rogers. I-I was in a c-car crash when I was l-little," He said, sounding sad at the last note. He twitched a couple times during his speech.
The boy on the left grinned in a way that walked the line between malicious and cute, "My name is Benjamin! Benjamin Lawman," He said, his expression turning dark as he said, "I almost drowned in a lake," He said.
I knew who they were, despite their different names, they were Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, and Ticci Toby.
I mean, I wasn't really a fan of all this occult stuff, but I've heard TJ and Sophia talk about them enough to know who they were.
Sophia especially liked talking about how cute, hyper, and innocent Toby was.
To me, he looked like a crazy serial killer, which he is. I didn't see the cute side. Though he did shout the words, "Rainbow Unicorns," So that sort of ruined the image for me.
Mrs. Gill had them sit in the empty three desks in front of us. The strange thing was, there were students occupying those seats just a minute ago.
But that detail almost immediately disappeared from my mind. I analysed the three more carefully.
They were putting two fingers on a strange mark on their hand, and closing their eyes. They seemed to be silently communicating with each other.
Even stranger, they were all different ages. Toby looked about sixteen, BEN looked twelve-ish, and Jeff looked around eighteen. None of them were the right age to be in our eighth grade math class. That solidified my belief that they were after us, and we had to confront them before it was too late.
