Now before you read this book let's just say this isn't your regular killer x normal girl story.

Hell if anything its nothing like that!!

But if you are looking for that kind of story then get off this book and look somewhere else because I'm not entertaining that kind of kitty shit.

First things first, my name is Blue.

I'm 17, five foot six. I'm African American, don't like, oh well.

I have long brown her, I usually braid it up, that's why its so long.

No, my real name is not Blue, I just chose to forget it.

Now if you made it this far you are an awesome fucking person because this is where the real story starts.

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Mondays

I hate Mondays...

One, it starts the school week off.

Two, people have weekend problems and think that today is the perfect day to bitch to people about it.

Three, it was when my stepmom didn't want to be messed with.

And believe me she gets pissed when she's like this.

She works on weekends and comes home Sunday nights drunk as hell. And she gets pissed off easily. So i have to be careful in the morning while I get ready for school.

Careful my ass.

I finish packing my bag and quietly went down the hall to the kitchen. I grabbed an apple from the counter and left the house.

I don't know why but I like this time year. When this time of year comes its still dark when its like seven in the morning.

I walked down my street, throwing my apple up in the air and catching it repeatedly. I take a big bite out of it and saw something shiny glint across the street.

"Shiny~",I sang and walked over to it.

It was a knife, a bloody one at that. I take another bite out of my apple and put it in my hoodie pocket. I looked around checking if someone was nearby.

I mean come on if someone saw a girl pick up a bloody knife out of the blue they'd probably call the police.

Bet ya the pizza man would show up faster though.

I put the knife in the front pocket of my bag and kept walking down the street.

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I was now in seventh period and I was gathering my binders together waiting for the bell. Once it rang, I was first out the classroom.

I made my way to my locker and put my books inside and headed downstairs to the main doors. I did not feel like going home today.

So I took a long stroll through the city's park humming the opening og Attack on Titan. I don't know about you guys, but Attack on Titan kicks ass.

I sit on a bench and open my book bag to start homework.

Only to close it back immediately.

I face palmed. How could I forget about the bloody knife?! I scolded myself. I got up and headed straight home. Insteead of going through the front door i went to the backyard and climbed through my window.

I took out the bloody knife and put it in my dresser for the time being.

I start on my homework and get done around fourth five minutes after. I went under my bed and pulled out my laptop and started to play Mad Father.

I don't know how long I was playing because it was starting to get really dark. After going to the kitchen and eating a sandwich I went to go shower.

After that I put on my night clothes.

After that I take the bloody knife out of my dresser and inspect it. It looked like one of those huge kitchen knives that professional chefs use. Why it was bloody, I don't care, the less I know the better.

I put it back in my dresser and lay on my bed to go to sleep.

I wake up a few hours later and look at the clock.

3:33

I blinked, something was wrong I usually don't wake up in the middle of the night. Either I'm hungry or have to pee and that was not the case.

I role over and see the most fucked up looking face ever.

Normal people would've scream bloody murder but I just blinked.

I examined the, uh, person before. His skin was pale, like white bleach people. His hair was really black and he had rings around his big eyes and I guess that kept him from blinking.

Me, being slow from the lack of sleep slowly blinks.

"Damn, boy." I say to him. "What the hell happened to you?" Like seriously what happened to this dude!?

The next moment I'm under him and he has a knife pressed to my neck.

Welp, now's my chance to see if I can meet King Kai in the next world!

"Hey hey! What are you doing!? I just asked a simple qu-"

Before I can finish he raises his knife.

"Go. To. Sleep!"

....

Hold the phone...

I grab him by the back his thighs and pull causing him to fall back, his knife was still able to cut my chin.

I lunge for my dresser and take the bloody knife out and the dude is already on his feet. And now that I can see him clearly he has a weird smile carved into his face. I tilt my head to the side.

"Let me get one thing straight. I wake up like three minutes ago only for you to tell me to go straight back to sleep."

He looks like he's trying to frown or scowl at me...

I giggle and charge at him successfully tackling him and I try to reach for his knife.

He punches me in the stomach and I feel the wind knocked out of me! Seriously Ow!!!

Once again he's on top of me and this time had my hands pinned with his knees.

"Any last words?" he asks and if possible his smile gets bigger.

"Yes." I say. and I give him my most serious look.

"Don't hurt my manga!" I scream and looked at the crammed shelves full of the comics.

He gives me the most impressive 'wtf' ever and I take his chance and head but him. He get up an in instant and I can get footsteps coming down the hall.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE BRAT!?"