"Students, welcome our two newest students, Jeffery Woods and (Y/N) (L/N). I hope you all welcome them with open arms." The students looked less than interested, some yawning, others throwing paper airplanes. That is.. all but one.
Her eyes shot open.
"T-That's Jeff from the party! I was there! You burned!" Jeff looked up, alarmed.
"W-what-" he stuttered. I forgot. These kids were once in Jeff's grade. All at once students shot up, interested.
"I heard you died!" A boy shouted.
"Wait! That's (Y/N)! The girl who went missing!"
"Dude- you're the one who pulled out that scalpel in class! Savage." Said another.
"Rumors said you became Jeff The Killer- even though he's a myth, lots of us drew conspiracies!"
"And- that (Y/N) was Jane The Killer! How cool!"

"Okay that's enough, class. Since you all obviously have enough time on your hands to use your imaginations and create make believe killers- I'm sure you'll have enough time tonight to finish 3 chapters of reading tonight as well. Our first quiz is tomorrow- so I hope you have all been reading." Mrs.Dawson said. The class groaned, but it was apparent Jeff and I were well known. Little did they know those rumors were true, but we can't let them find out now, can we.

Me and Jeff picked our seats, back of the class, cliché of course but they were the only two seats available. The school itself was pretty nice. Big, three stories, long, and gorgeous

As the teacher continued her lesson, I was busy thinking about our friends. I wonder how they were doing? BEN's probably playing video games, Sally's most likely begging Slenderman to join her tea party, and Jane's still plotting her revenge for Jeff.
"This is too weird." Jeff whispered. That shot me back to reality and I looked over. Mrs.Dawson was facing the board going over geometry. Boring.
"What is?"
"This. I mean, (Y/N), we're killers. My whole life I was known as a freak. Then I found my true calling, my family. Going back to this world- brings back bad memories. Memories that made me into.. ya know. JTK."
"I know the feeling. But we have to at least try. To attempt to be, well, normal."
"The whole reason I became JTK was because I wasn't normal. And I didn't want to be. This is all too new."
"But-"
"(Y/N), come on. Look around. Do you really want to go back to this? 5 days a week 7 hours a day, going to the same miserable hell hole with the same miserable kids? Have a bed time? Go to college? Have a job for the rest of your life only to retire when you're too old to do anything else?"
I looked around the classroom, then out the window. Across the city I saw the woods. The same woods Jeff and I ran into when we were being chased by the cops.
The place where my life began.
He was right, I wanted adventure; we both did.
Freedom to do whatever we want, when we want. But I realized it was too late, my dreams of excitement plummeted.
"Let's give it a week, okay?" I turned back to him. He sighed as if his plan to convince me, failed.

The rest of the period went by slow, and I dozed off. It wasn't until the bell rang and the voices of childish excitement woke us up.
"He's so hot!!" I heard a girl say. My vision was still coming back to me, but I could make out at least 10 kids surrounding me and Jeff's desks.
"Jeff marry me!!"
"HAVE MY BABIES!!!" Screamed another.
"Jesus Christ- yell any louder and I'll punch you so hard your prostitute-like makeup won't know what hit it." She stepped back gasping. The rest of the bunch laughed.
"As for you, pretty lady, I know I'm hot, I'm Jeff The- ahhhh hahaha- Jeffery Woods of course." He stuttered.
"So- marry me?!" A brown haired bimbo exclaimed. Jealousy filled my veins.
"Honey, in all honesty, your hair looks like BEN's room, your makeup is worse than Nina's, and your fake tits are so big I can play basketball with them. And I hate basketball. Now if you'll excuse me, me and my girlfriend gotta blast our way to second period. Mwah~" Jeff blew a kiss at the dazed and confused girl. I couldn't help but snort as we walked out the room holding hands.

"That was hilarious!!" I laughed, holding my stomach.
"Her face was priceless!" Jeff started cracking up and mimicked the expression she had.

The minute bell rang-
"SHIT!" both of dashed upstairs to our second period-
Diiiiiinnnngggg
Not a second too late..
Wait..
This class-
Biology.

The same class I pulled the scalpel out- all at once 20 different heads turned in my direction.
"Welcome back, (Y/N)."

-

"M-Ms.Smith-" I chocked.
"Ms. (L/N) so happy you're back! We were beginning to worry. I'm so sorry about your mother." Her gentle brown eyes pierced through me, and her long wavy black flowed like water when she turned to me. Something about the way she looked at me- or should I say, through me, left my body shaking.
"Oh! And you brought a friend! Welcome to my class, I'm Ms.Smith." She showed a kinder and gentler smile at Jeff and he awkwardly waved back.
"Hey I guess." A simple reply from him made all the girls ogle over his beauty. If I had known every straight girl was going to be head over heels for my man, I would've packed my knife.
"Please, introduce yourself, the both of you." We walked away from the door and towards the lab table, which was in front of the room, where the biology teacher held experiments for the whole class to see.
"Uh.. names Jeffery, but everyone calls me Jeff." His simple reply gave the most mysterious aura, another characteristic people love. I roll my eyes. My turn.
"(Y/N). And I'm glad my boyfriend had the opportunity to inform you his name as well." I grabbed Jeff's arm tightly and we made our way to our seats.

"Alright class, settle down."
"What was that about haha." Jeff asked as we grabbed two empty seats next to each other.
"Nothing, just gotta let them know me and you are the best couple in the school." I wink.
"Mhm." He smiled.
"Okay class, as you know we're moving onto stage two of our dissecting procedure." My head popped up- and so did 20 others, all in my direction.
"Aha. (Y/N), considering your past.. incidents, I think its best you just observe for today." Ms.Smith said uncomfortably.

"Yeah we wouldn't want her to stab one of us." said Jennifer.
"Yeah, I don't feel safe. You know, my education is important." said a boy I didn't recognize.
"Kids relax. I'll be right back, I have to go get the goggles. Please behave." And with that, all that remained were us, the students.
Around this time, Sharon would be by my side to defend me. But as I turned to where she would usually be, all that stared back to me was an empty seat.
"Listen here, you little shits, back off (Y/N)." I turned back to see Jeff, standing up, and covering me. My eyes glistened and my heart thumped.
"Jeff, this has nothing to do with you, you're not insane like she is." Jennifer said smacking her lips. She rolled her eyes and continued to apply lipstick.
Uh oh.

Jeff marched his way across the class. 20 something eyes watching him, and the teacher, no where to be seen.
"He-hey- you're blocking the lighting!" She said annoyed. Her eyes looked up, realizing Jeff was 2 feet from her, standing over her.
Without a notice, Jeff grabbed her pink crop top and pulled her up from the seat. With a quick swift he tore her shirt in half.
"J-Jeff!" I called out.
He exposed her bra.. that was filled with-
tissue paper?!

"A-AGH!! NO- NO DONT LOOK!" As she tried to hide her flat chest, tissues went flying. It wasn't the fact that her breasts were small, its the fact that she tried to stuff them that made the whole class erupt into laughter. Her face flushed red and she turned to Jeff, clearly the angriest I've ever seen her.
"I'm going to report you!!!" She huffed.
"Doesn't feel so good, huh?" He said crossing his arms.
"W-wha-"
"Listen here you punk ass bitch, if I ever see you bully another kid, I'll expose you ten times worse." His voice darkened as he neared her face.
That exact moment, Ms.Smith walked in, holding the goggles. As her eyes found Jeff's, she dropped them.

Fuck.

-

"I just don't understand! Jeffery why would you do such a thing!" Dorothy said, clearly disappointed. After Ms.Smith came in the classroom, she sent Jeff to the principals office. Jennifer of course, blamed me as well, so I was sent too.
"Mrs.Hemphill, I understand this is your foster children's first day, but this kind of behavior- it's- it's unacceptable!"
"She was bullying, (Y/N)! Are you the kind of man who lets bullying go on in your school?!" Jeff raised his voice, and rose from his seat, slamming his first on the principals oak desk.
"Young man, sit down!" Principal Alonzo said.
"No! You need to make sure you punish the right people! You ignorant little man!"
"Jeffrey!" Carl gasped. Dorthy gave her husband a look, and the two nodded.
"Jeff, (Y/N), please step outside while we have a chat with principal Alonzo." Carl said.
"N-No! Not until I know where Sharon is!" The adults looked at me, confused.
"Ah- you mean Miss Sharon Gilburg. (Y/N) I can assure you, the police are doing all they can to find her-"
"When was she last here!" I demanded.
"Friday. As I've heard she went missing around Saturday. Ironically, you two showed up the next day." I gulped. Jeff pulled my arm and forced me to walk out of the room.

We sat outside the door, on two chairs in silence.
"Who are those kids exactly, Mr and Mrs. Hemphill?" I could tell that was the Principal.
"Jeffery Woods and (Y/N) (L/N), of course." A female voice said.
"No no- I mean, what's their history?"
"Jeffery Woods was the boy who's family and close friends died in a house fire." Said Carl. Through the crack of the door, we were able to hear what they were saying. Jeff looked alarmed.
"(Y/N) was kidnapped, like Jeffery, after her mother was killed. She came from a prostitution home."
Why is he telling him this?!
"It's said, the arsonist of Jeffery's story, was (Y/N)'s kidnaper. The two are very close and as they should be, they're stories are connected." Carl spoke.
There was a long pause.
"Mr. And Mrs.Hemphill, do you believe in ghost stories?"
"W-well some yes. Why ask such a question?"
"Well Ms.Hemphill, Two years ago Jeffery Woods was supposedly "kidnaped" after his family's death. My question is, if Jeff was in the fire as well, why was he the only last living member? Where are his burns? And why would the arsonist leave him alive, for two years?"
"W-what are you implying?"
"Have you ever heard the tale of Jeff the Killer? A boy who killed his family in a fire. This boy, was burned too, but not by the house fire. At a kids birthday party. Burned by a boy who went by, Randy."
"Excuse me!! Are you telling me our little boy burned another kidney purpose?! You're insane! The police already proved this to be all an accident years ago!" Dorthy exclaimed.

"Ma-Ma'am please. Let me finish. 3 weeks ago, a girl was "kidnaped." This girl was brought up by a mother who slept with men for money, and who even included her older daughter in sexual acts until she committed suicide. This girl, attended my school. Her name was Iden. The older sister of (Y/N). I heard (Y/N) was even involved in some acts. Now is it so hard to assume, (Y/N) murdered her mother? For the grudge she held against her mom for the death of her sister?"

"A mad man is what you are." Carl said.
"Listen here- be careful around those two. I'll tolerate them at my school only because of how much you two have done for this acadamy- but any more screw ups and they're out of here. And... lock your doors at night. Those two.. I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about them."
I peak around the corner and see the couple exchange worried looks.
"We've noticed it too."