Chapter 13: School's A Nightmare
A/N: Sorry to all my precious readers again. I have made a huge mistake in not updating for a long time. Please forgive me. Now…I hope I can get a hold of the people who doesn't know that I have updated…Freddy is in the chapter:)
Margaret wanted to scream, but she was too scared. She wondered if her friends received a Kruegermark card. She screeched again as her card caught fire. Strange enough, her sister screamed too. Seconds later, Bethany ran into the room with tears in her eyes. Margaret just stared.
"Mags, I just go a card from him, and I know you got one too, right?" Margaret only nodded. "What did yours say?" Bethany asked within a minute of silence.
Margaret thought quickly. "Mine said that my was coming." She lied.
Bethany sat down next to her sister. "Mine said the same thing," Bethany sighed. "I wonder who's next." She finished fearfully.
'Me.' Thought Margaret. "I don't know." She said aloud.
"Do you think Mom heard us?"
"No, she won't wake up for anything. Besides she would have been in here by now if she did hear."
Bethany turned to look out the door. "You're right. I can't sleep. Wanna go downstairs and watch some movies?"
"Sure."
The twin got up and quietly left the room. Margaret turned back to switch her light off and took one last look in her room. Was it just her imagination or did she see Freddy sitting on he bed waving at her with his bladed glove?
Katherine sat on a bench outside just staring ahead thinking of nothing. She was waiting for her friends, hoping none of them disappeared.
Sure enough, ten minutes later everyone began to show up slowly. Every time somebody new came, they would sigh with relief. None of them spoke, secretly agreeing not to speak until everyone got there. They really didn't need to say anything anyway. Their eyes told the story. There were bags under all their eyes, and fear was still lingering in their eyes.
Lucas was the last one to arrive. His eyes still showed a bit of fear, but the bags under his eyes weren't as dark or heavy. He obviously had gotten some sleep.
Nobody said anything for a good minute.
"Who is it?" Natalie demanded.
Nobody confessed.
"Well, come on!"
Margaret raised a shaking hand. "Me." She whispered pathetically.
Everyone stared at her blankly. Suddenly Bethany gasped and screamed. "No! Why didn't you tell me? You lied to me!" She began to cry.
Her sister hugged her. Everyone else just watched them, dumbfounded.
They finally sat down and kindly tried to calm the sobbing girl. After a while, her tears subsided, and determination replaced the sad, hurt look.
"That bastard can't have you. After school," She gasped. "After school, we are going to the drug store, and getting all the 'stay awake' pills possible, okay?" She emitted.
Margaret nodded. She knew that there was no way that her sister or her friends could stop Freddy. The just accepted the fact that she was going to die. Tears stung her eyes.
A bell rang in the distance, signaling that class was to start in five minutes. The group of friends stood up and slowly walked toward the building.
Inside, they separated without a word. Neither of them had the same first hour together. Bethany didn't like that very much. She wished to stay with her sister to make sure she wouldn't fall asleep. But she knew that was impossible.
Margaret walked into her English classroom, and sat down in the back, away from everyone. But when she looked up, she realized the entire class was staring at her. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She knew that everyone knew she was the friend of the girl who lived in 'That Elm Street House.' Also, Margaret saw hatred in their relentless staring eyes. Margaret knew why they hated her…
The teacher finally cam in, and everyone stopped glaring at Margaret. Margaret didn't pay any attention in class today, and as a result, she felt herself falling asleep in the middle of class.
SLAM!
Margaret's eyes snapped open. She looked at her desk and saw a yardstick her teacher was holding. Thank God he didn't tolerate anybody falling asleep in her class.
"Stay awake."
Usually, he snapped that demand. But now he sounded as though he was pleading. Margaret figured that the teacher didn't want a mutilated teenager in his classroom. That would be very hard to explain…
"Sorry." She mumbled sheepishly.
Thankfully, all made it to lunch unscathed. They all munched on their food without saying a word. Every once in awhile, Margaret would catch one of her friends glancing at her. She was about to break the silence with an outburst, but she decided to keep quiet instead.
Lucas was the one to break the silence. "So, have you seen Little Katherine recently?"
Katherine looked up. She hesitated before she spoke. "Yes. I saw her last night. She was staring out the window. Why?"
"Just wondering." He said, and went back to his half-eaten sandwich.
Katherine stared at the boy. Then she leaned toward him and rested her head on his shoulder. Lucas placed his empty hand on her head and began to pet her long black hair. It was the first time in a long time that everyone smiled.
Still, nobody really said anything while they continued to eat their lunch. They regretted it as soon as the bell rang, since everyone really had a lot to say. Bethany didn't want Margaret to go, because she only had a class with her sister with her 7th period. She still felt protective.
Margaret left and went to her study hall class feeling really tired. Lucky for her, she had turkey for lunch. Yeah, right. This was a class that she usually liked. If you didn't have any homework to work on, then you could either sleep or talk to friends. The bad news was, she didn't have any friends in here, and she didn't have any homework. She also couldn't sleep.
She sat down and pulled out some paper. She was going to write useless crap all hour. She began with her favorite movies. Then she went on to shows. Then she began to write what she did on her spare time. 'Drew, listened to music, watched TV, sleep…' she stared at the word 'sleep.' She put her hand over her eyes, shading them from the light of the classroom.
Maybe she could sleep just for a while. She would be okay. Maybe Freddy couldn't get her in a classroom. She closed her eyes and rested on the desk. Slowly, the sound in the classroom and the light dissolved.
Her eyes snapped open. She felt asleep, but she wasn't sure. She finally noticed everyone around her was talking and laughing, but there was no sound at all. Strange. Yup, she was asleep. She stood up and began to stomp. Everyone continued with their conversations, ignoring her. No, not hearing her. She could leave the class if she wanted to, and the teacher, who was reading a book, would not notice.
She walked to the door. She was about to leave, but a man stopped her. Was she really awake? Was this some kind of joke?
"Sorry, excuse me." She said. The man didn't move. She looked up and screamed when she realized that she was standing in front of Freddy for nearly 15 seconds. She threw herself back, landing on her butt.
Freddy chuckled and slowly stepped into the room. Margaret crawled back, and scrambled under a desk helplessly.
"Come out, come out wherever you are," Freddy said in a singsong voice. He chucked again. He leaned down and stared at his prey. "This is your hiding place? Well, you're not very good at this game at all, are you?"
Margaret screamed as Freddy grabbed her arm with is unclawed hand. He roughly pulled her out from under the desk.
Margaret tore her was free, jumping over the desks in an attempt to keep away from the murderer. She had a brief second of looking around and seeing that time stood still around her and Freddy.
She ran around the desks and ran for the door. Freddy disappeared and reappeared in front of the door, blocking Margaret's way. She skidded to a halt in front of Freddy, who was admiring his blades. Suddenly he lashed them out at her, and she jumped back to avoid being pierced by them.
He took a step towards her. Margaret took a step back. They repeated this until Margaret ran into the back wall. He was now too close for her to try and move anywhere. All Freddy had to do was reach out and end the trapped girls life.
Freddy traced his blades over Margaret's wooden desk, leaving four gashes behind. He stared at his victim and fanned his blades out next to his side.
Margaret's eyes widened and she whimpered in fear. Freddy walked one more step closer and swung his blades at her, but she disappeared before his eyes. He wasn't angry, for he smiled, and admired his blades again.
Margaret snapped awake and she fell off her chair, thankful for the bell that rang. She swore to herself she would keep the encounter a secret.
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