𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐌
𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓
( DISCONTINUED FROM RE WRITING )
" you're related to sarah fier, aren't you? "
" yeah, i am "
( nick goode x fem!oc ) (fear street 1978x1666 )
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"ALRIGHT, almost there." I mutter, finishing the last of the tying. It seemed as though Nick had in fact screwed his head on correctly, coming up with the brilliant idea of a way to get vengeance on Sheila and her goons. Nick had explained to me the plan. Get a pail bucket, rush it to the science and nature cabin, and steal all the insects. This wasn't an unusual thing for Nick and I. We'd always prank our families together, especially our siblings. It was our own bonding experience.
Tightening the rope that hung over a toilet seat in the outhouse, I sighed in relief as it was all set up. "Ok. That's it." I nod down at him, as he mimics my action, helping me down with his hands gripping my waist. I jump down, whipping around to realize how close in proximity we were. I cleared my throat, as I noticed his stare on me longing. I quirk an eyebrow, "You okay?" I mutter with concern, as he hesitantly nods. "Did you send the note?" I ask, as he nods once again. I do the same. When he quickly moves out of the way for me to exit, racing to the next stall.
Nick sat down swiftly, forcing me with his hands to sit directly on his lap. I raised my eyebrows at this position, shuffling uncomfortably. He quickly stopped me, wrapping his arms around my waist to hold me in place. "Stop moving." He grunted harshly, as I sucked in a deep, husky breath right as the door swung up. I gasped, as Nicks hand was placed onto my mouth, pulling me closer to him, if that was even possible.
"Will! This is too cute." The voice let out, as Nick and I tried to steady our breathing. "Could have done it in your bunk, but I guess this is kind of hot." Sheila admitted, making Nick and I give each other questioning looks. Our faces cringed together, knowing exactly what she was implying.
We listened as the stall next to us opened, making Nick grab the rope attached to the bucket, being prepared to let the insect's fly. Waiting for at least 10 seconds, Nick quickly pulled the rope as I let out a loud giggle, rushing out of the door. Nick followed, laughing along as we listened to Sheila shrill in fear. We quickly shut the door, locking it right away so there was no escape.
Running towards the closest cabin, that being the science and nature cabin, we raced in, only being able to hear our loud footsteps and heavy breathes.
"Did you hear her?" Nick laughed, walking on the other side from where I stood. I grinned in satisfaction, nodding. "I'd have to say, that was by far one of the best pranks we've ever pulled."
"Hey, don't forget the muffin prank on Will." He pointed as I giggled. "Who could forget about the muffin disaster of 1977?" I quirk an eyebrow, making him smile. "What'd I tell you?" He asks, as I drop my hands from my hips.
"Fuck paint."
He smirked, "Fuck paint." making his way towards me, where I now stood in the middle of the cabin.
"I'm happy you screwed your head on right, Nick." I joke, as he rolls his eyes playfully. "I'm sure you are, Cam." He mutters, staring down at me with the dreamiest smile I had ever seen. It made my stomach swirl into a million emotions. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a small crush on the boy. He was the closest thing I had to a best friend growing up and watching him grow into this muscular teenager made my cheeks brighten.
