Hello, guys!
My name is Kate, and this is my very first Happy Tree Friends fanfiction. I'm Brazilian, so please, be nice with my awful grammar and spelling, ok? This is a high-school humanized version of HTF, however they keep their original names and personalities.
Disclaimer: HTF © Mondo Mini Shows, unfortunately.
1. Bumping the devil
Flaky hanged her bag in her shoulder, put two chocolate cookies in her mouth and stormed off her house.
Oh, crap! I'm late in the very first school day in this semester!
She got her bicycle, sighing in anger. The girl knew she would regret it later, on her way back home, but downhill the street on wheels was the only way to get there in time.
It was a bit hard to do, specially because she got up late and hadn't enough time to wash her hair, so dandruff made her head scratch, sticking to her scalp and to her long, curly red hair. They also fell over her shoulders and her red blouse like snow.
Everything happened at once: she scratched her neck, the front wheel of the bike hit a rock and a guy suddenly left one of the houses ahead. She got scared, pulled the break and the already uncontrolled bike lifted the rear wheel. Flaky just had the time to close her eyes and scream.
KAPOW!
She had flown over the handlebar and hit the poor unaware pedestrian. The girl had fallen over him and they both were bumped by the loose bicycle. Flaky whined. Her knees and ribs were in pain. She opened slowly her big reddish-brown eyes, still frightened, and saw she was just two inches apart of a young man's face.
"I-I'm s-so sor-"
Even before she finished talking he grabbed her wrists and rolled over her, pressing her body on the floor. Flaky screamed, terrified, and began to struggle.
"Easy, honey" his voice was a scary, harsh whisper, "I won't hurt you... too much."
She began shouting in despair, and he laughed at her. With only one strong hand in a leather glove, he held her wrists over her head. He pulled out of nowhere a bowie knife, touching her neck with the cold stained blade. The girl faced him, paralyzed in fear.
The poor unaware pedestrian was a tall guy with a thin pale face, with yellow eyes like a hawk and a madman's grin. A military beret laid crooked over his acid-green hair and a dog tag hanged in a silver chain around his neck. He licked his lower lip in a slow, obscene gesture, making Flaky swallow. Her eyes were damp with despair tears. He pressed the knife against her skin, making a superficial, although painful, cut. Two teardrops ran down her cheeks when she felt the blood trickle slide down her neck.
I'm dead.
She close her eyes, waiting for him to slice open her throat, but it never happened. In one second her hands were free and his weight over her body disappeared. Flaky opened one eye, still scared, and saw the boy – now that he wasn't threatening her anymore, she could see he wasn't too much older than her – facing the girl with a confused gaze. He looked at the bowie knife in his hand, its blade still blood stained, and noticed Flaky's wound. The guy stood up, trembling.
"I... I didn't... sorry..."
He turned around and ran away from her.
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