Milly refused to answer to any of them the entire walk, even Madison, who had always been kind to her. She really didn't care though, because her brother was right.
They weren't her friends. They were all here to make fun of her and prove her wrong at her brothers command, and she knew that. She wasn't stupid.
"Milly, come on, you are not faster than literally any of us, your legs are way too small--" Maverick called after her, a couple feet back from her.
She came up to the fence. If she was skinnier, she might've been able to just squeeze right through, but there was a dented section that when she went head first, she could force her shoulders through and wiggle her way into.
The hole was still way too small for the boys to crawl through. Madison and Bridgette both squirmed through with ease, but Eric jumped the fence, looking back at Cameron and Maverick who both looked unsure.
He laughed.
"Come on, white boys can't jump?" Eric raised his eyebrows, grinning and crossing his arms. Maverick just groaned, awkwardly crawling up over the fence.
Cameron tried to squeeze through the bars and nearly got stuck.
"We do not have time for you to be fucking around." Maverick looked over his shoulder, watching Milly slowly disappear around the corner of the school.
"Fuck, hurry up." He grabbed Cameron and yanked him through the gate, both of them falling flat out as he came tumbling through the bars.
"Jesus Christ, Maverick, I would've gotten it eventually."
"Should've just climbed." Eric snorted, starting to follow Milly again.
"Which way did she go?"
"That way." Maverick pointed and the group came around the side, watching Milly slowly pry the doors open.
"Milly-- Come on, quit it! Just draw your stupid hop-scotch thing out here! You're gunna set an alarm off!" Maverick hissed in a whisper, as if the school could hear him, as if just talking would trigger the alarms.
Milly yanked open the door and everyone winced, ready for sirens.
Nothing came though.
She just rolled her eyes.
"It won't work outside, dumbass. You have to be in the school." Milly left the door open behind her and they all followed after, single file.
"Huh... It's kind of creepy being in here after hours..." Madison stayed close to Bridgette, looking through the empty hallways.
"Yeah, when practice used to run late, we'd have to cut through the school after and without the students and the lights it feels like an abandoned prison or something..." Bridgette looked around.
"At least there were teachers... now there's nobody..."
"Ladies, quit psyching yourselves out." Cameron rolled his eyes, putting his arms around both of them. They stuck their tongues out and wrinkled their noses, Eric grabbing him by the shoulder and yanking him back.
"Don't make me kick your ass right now." He scowled and Cameron just put his hands up, rolling his eyes.
Milly wasn't too far ahead of them, and as they walked down the long hall of lockers, they could see her coming to the clearing of the common area.
The benches had all been pushed to the far locker wall, the floor freshly cleaned and waxed.. Milly didn't have any regard for that though, as she pulled out her chalk, drawing the perfect shape for hop-scotch. She put her hands on her hips, looking over her shoulder.
"We all have to do it, just so you know."
Maverick once again rolled his eyes, feeling exasperated with this.
"You know, if you wanted us all to play hopscotch with you, we could've done it back home." He crossed his arms, tapping his fingers impatiently.
"Oh give her a break." Bridgette waved her hand at Maverick, smiling and walking up to Milly.
"Do you want to go first?" Milly looked up at her with one of those thousand-yard kind of stares, a little smile on her lips. She was absolutely up to something and they all knew it.
But that was fine.
"Sure hun." Bridgette, smoothed her skirt out, looking at the chalk lines.
"... You know, I never actually knew how to play hopscotch... I would always just... jump on all the numbers, but isn't there like, actual rules?"
Milly just shrugged.
"I don't really know. I just do the same thing and it worked last time, so..."
She trailed off. Bridgette looked at her friends, shrugging. They shrugged back.
Might as well.
There was some kind of unease in the group as Bridgette stood in front of the chalk lines, bouncing on her heels. It was like she was actually nervous, and the rest of the group had some kind of uncertain face, too.
"Oh just get it over with." Maverick was bored of this already.
Bridgette gave a quick nod and she leapt across the hop scotch, making sure her feet hit each number. When she got to the end, she looked over her shoulder. Nothing felt different. There were no ghosts.
She stepped off.
"Nothing happened."
"I told you everyone has to do it." Milly grumbled, stepping up to the hop scotch, jumping on the numbers in the same pattern and order. She got to the end and stood next to Bridgette.
"Next!" Milly shouted at the group who all looked at each other.
Maverick stepped up, and then Madison, and then Eric, finally leaving Cameron, who was kicking his feet and rolling his eyes even more than Maverick had been the entire night.
"Look, haven't we proved her wrong yet? This is so fucking stupid, I'm not playing hop scotch. You all did it, that's good enough. She's a liar, Duh. We all knew that. Can we be done here?" Cameron blew hair out of his eyes, scratching his pimpled face.
Eric came around and grabbed him hard.
"You are going to play the damn game because it's a waste of time no matter what, but at least if you actually do what you were brought along to do, it's entirely debunked." He pushed the other boy a bit and Cameron bit at him.
"FINE." Cameron absolutely sucked at hopscotch. He really just stepped on each block, standing at the end with his arms crossed.
He looked right at Milly.
"Are you happy now?"
"Yes."
Everyone froze. They were looking at Milly, but that wasn't her voice, and her lips certainly weren't moving.
"Told you so." Milly had a sing song voice, a big smile on her face. Slowly, the group turned to look behind them, eyes wide as a girl about Milly's age and height waved at them, her hood up, the bunny ears of it poorly stitched back on.
"Oh you are fucking kidding me." Maverick took a step back out of instinct, but Cameron wasn't buying it.
"Guys, shuttup. It's just some kid Milly probably paid her lunch money to" Cameron walked right up to the girl, squatting down a little to be eye level with her.
"Cameron man what the fuck, get away from her !!" Eric wanted to grab him and yank him back, but Bridgette took his arm, keeping him close to her.
"Don't--" She shook her head, watching Cameron.
"Hey there, Bunny Girl." He had a taunt to his voice, laughing.
"Guys, come on, this is literally a kid. She's right here. There's no ghostly fog around her, they didn't even do like exorcist makeup on her. She's just a normal kid, you guys are pussy's." He reached out and grabbed one of the ears of her hoodie, shaking his head.
"Where did you even get this garbage thing?"
They didn't see the girl move, they just suddenly heard screaming, watching as Cameron collapsed to the floor, holding his eye and shrieking.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU LITTLE BITCH!? ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?!"
Bunny Girl stood there, clearly holding scissors, blood leaking off of them. She stepped over Cameron, not looking at anyone but Milly.
"More friends?"
Milly nodded.
"More people to play games with, at least."
Both girls smiled, looking up at Maverick and his friends, all of whom were standing unmoving.
"IS ANYONE GOING TO HELP ME?!" Cameron got on his knees, still holding his face, glaring at his friends, none of which had jumped up to aid him. They still didn't move as he stood up, stumbling.
Bunny Girl walked up to the group, laughing a little as they shrank back from her. She looked at her scissors and then right at Maverick, who felt the blood drain from his face and his chest sinking with a cold anxiety.
"I want to play." Bunny Girl smiled.
Maverick just slowly nodded, eyes dropping from the girls stare to the scissors before coming back to look at her once more.
"Yeah-- Yeah okay, sure, what do you want to play?"
Bunny Girl tapped her cheek with the scissors, a bloody stain left on her skin.
"Hide and Seek. You guys hide and Milly and I will seek. You'd better split up, too. If you all hide as a group that's boring." Bunny Girl took Milly's hand and Maverick's instincts kicked in. He snatched Milly away from her, holding his sister close.
"Milly--"
Milly yanked away from him, glaring and taking Bunny Girls hand again.
"Go hide."
The two girls stood toe to toe, locking both of their hands together and closing their eyes, swaying as they counted in perfect synchrony.
"One... Two... Three..."
"How high are they gunna count? How long do we have?!" Bridgette grabbed Eric's arm, shaking him a little.
"I don't think we really have time to guess, come on, let's just go--"
"ARE YOU GUYS SERIOUS?! THEY'RE LITTLE GIRLS, WE CAN BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM--!!" Cameron yelled, shoving Maverick who stumbled but recovered quickly, grabbing the bleeding boy by his shirt collar.
"Shut the fuck up, you're not going to beat up my sister--"
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT ASSHOLE, YOU HAD TO HAVE A FUCKIN' ONE UP ON YOUR LUNATIC SISTER--!!"
Cameron spat in Maverick's face. The boy's lip twitched and he dropped Cameron, wiping his face off.
"Fifteen... Sixteen... Seventeen..."
"Fuck." Maverick shook his head.
"We don't have time for this, come on--"
"Wait, they said we have to split up--" Madison kept her eyes on the girls, the feeling of vomit sliding up her throat as she watched them count down.
Maverick took her arm.
"Yeah. We'll split up. Eric and Bridgette, you and me, and assface over here can go by himself." No one argued. They all split off from the common area, sprinting.
Cameron just shook his head.
"YOU GUYS SUCK!" He ran the opposite direction from the rest of them, cursing under his breath.
"Fucking loser fucking kid, and her weird fucking ghost girl friend-- What the fuck..." Cameron booked it to the gym, looking around. It was a wide open space with almost no where to hide...
"Try the bleachers."
A disembodied voice shook Cameron to his core. He tried to find the source, but his eyesight was blurred. He finally zoned in on a couple boys, all of whom were missing their ears. Even with only one eye, he could see the blood leaking down the sides of their heads.
Cameron squinted.
"Who the fuck are you guys?"
"Don't worry about it. Your little girlfriend's gunna be here any minute. Just hide under the bleachers, you don't have time to find another place to go." The group hassled each other, elbowing one another and laughing. Cameron just sneered.
"Better hurry. She counts pretty fast, and I think she's got a crush on you or something. She's definitely coming after you first, mullet-head."
The boys all laughed, disappearing out of sight.
"Cameeeeron~?"
He could hear her footsteps down the hall, getting closer to the gymnasium.
"Fuck!" he sneered, running behind the bleachers, scrunching up under them. He sat down, trying to stay huddled. The lights came on and they felt so bright he had to close his eyes. Cameron tried to keep his breathing even, keeping quiet.
He could see her shoes as she skipped across the gym, humming. He didn't see Milly though... She must have gone off on her own, too.
Cameron covered his mouth, waiting for her to leave. She cleared the entire gym pretty quickly, disappearing. He knew she was still in here somewhere though... the doors hadn't swung back open...
Then again, she was a ghost, what the fuck did he know.
A mechanical whirring sound started, a groaning of sorts. Cameron's eyebrows furrowed and he looked around, not quite sure what that could've been. It sounded like gears, a mechanism pulling...
The bleachers.
Cameron's eyes went wide and he scrambled as he realized they were pushing back towards the wall, fast as they collapsed on themselves.
"SHIT!" He scrambled to his feet, the groaning and squeaking of the pulley system making his head pound. The scraping echoed through the gym and Bunny Girl laughed.
"Trapped like a rat, aren't you?"
"SHUT UP! WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?! YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME!" Cameron barrelled towards the closest side of the bleachers, but it felt like an endless hallway, like no matter how fast he sprinted he wasn't actually going anywhere.
The bleachers kept retracting back to the wall, the stretched getting more and more narrow.
"Obviously I'm going to kill you, duh. What did you think would happen if you lost?" Bunny Girl appeared at the far end of the bleachers, smiling and waving with her scissors as the heavy wood started to crush into Cameron.
"WAIT-- WAIT PLEASE-- DON'T DO THIS--"
"Oh sure, let me go ahead and just stop this right now, just for you, cause you beg so nicely." Bunny Girl rolled her eyes, giggling as she watched him come just inches from the exit. His body was pinned though, and the mechanism kept pushing closer to the wall.
Cameron screamed, feeling the air leave his lungs, feeling himself go up on his tip-toes like that would save his feet from crushing. He tried to press himself and keep going, but he couldn't move.
"HELP ME YOU FUCKING BITCH!"
Bunny Girl just laughed, shaking her head.
"That's not how you get your way, asshole." She pointed her scissors at him, smiling big as his skull started to cave in, blood leaking out of his eyes, nose, and ears. He made a sound like something akin to a deflating balloon, the crunching of his bones blending in with the crushing sound of the gears.
The gap disappeared completely and Bunny Girl turned the lights back off, the puddle of blood slowly seeping out from the bleachers.
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