Short Stories

The Girl in the Back of the Class

Hey guys! So I wanted to try my hand at writing a Creepypasta type story, and I had this random idea for one, so here it is. Faer Demon will be continued, I'm just taking a break. To keep things in order, I will be moving all new chapters for Faer Demon above this story. So until I make another story, this one will always be at the bottom. Tell me if it's any good!

Andrew stared in shock. This wasn't possible, wasn't possible, wasn't possible... the words kept running through his head. Today had started out simply enough. He'd gotten out of bed, eaten breakfast, gone to school, and now he was going to die. Why had he gone to school today? Why hadn't he just stayed home sick? Or he could of at least tried to get a PE note! That probably would have fixed it! If he could go back in time, he would have warned himself not to try and take a shortcut from the track to the lockers. Then he wouldn't have walked behind the school where there was no one else around. And he wouldn't have heard the strangled scream that was abruptly cut off. He wouldn't have dashed forward and seen the quiet, distant girl who always sat in the very back row of the class. The quiet, distant girl who now had her inch long fangs buried into someone else's neck. Wasn't possible, wasn't possible, wasn't possible....

The girl glanced up at him with bright red eyes, freezing him in place. She lifted her hand.... and held up her index finger, making the universal sign for, "wait a minute, I'll be right with you". Like an idiot, he stayed. After about a minute, she withdrew her fangs, and let the boy drop to the ground with a sickening thud. 

"Hi!" she said. "Your in my English right? And obviously we have the same PE class."

"Uh..." I responded

"Oh I get it." she giggled. "Your in shock. Don't worry about it, most people act like this when they see me the way I really am. It'll pass when I tell you I'm about to kill you."

Andrew's brain still wasn't working right. She was so vibrant and full of life compared to in class. Her skin wasn't as pale, and she had the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen. How had he never noticed those before? They were a bright red, with different designs and patterns changing and twisting and moving inside them. He felt like he could get lost in those eyes forever.... Wait, had she just said she was going to kill him? 

She giggled again. "Looks like it just set in!" she said in a weirdly chirpy voice. "You almost caught me off guard. I didn't think you would show up for another minute or two! But I guess that you heard me catch my other prey." She glanced at the boy ruefully. "What a rookie mistake of me to make! Letting him make a noise."

"Did you say you were going to... kill me?"

"Oh, right! Looks like I got a little off topic! We do need to wrap this up before the period ends, huh? Don't want to be late for class! And for the record I won't be killing you, but I suppose I will be responsible for your death." She glanced at the boy on the ground again. "Was he your friend?" Suddenly she seemed dead serious.

Andrew wracked his brain. The kid did look familiar.... What was his name? Mark, Mike- Oh! It was Matt!

" I think he's in my Science class.... His names Matt."

" But are you friends?" 

" Not really. I just know his name." Why are you just standing there idiot?  He mentally yelled at himself. Quit answering her weird questions and RUN! But his legs didn't seem to work properly anymore.

Her serious mood went away just as quickly as it had come. " Well that's good! It's always harder when their friends."

"What are you-"

"The thing is, dear old Matt over there will be waking up soon."

" But isn't he-"

"Dead? Yeah. But he'll be waking up very soon, and he'll be extremely hungry." She'd gotten in front of him. When had that happened? Now he couldn't go forward. He glanced back at Matt. Had they always been in a dead end? He couldn't remember, but now he was trapped. He stiffened. Had Matt just moved?

"Oh! It's starting! Sorry about this, but it's just the way it works." She shrugged.

"What exactly is going to happen?" Andrew asked apprehensively.

"Well, he's going to wake up, bite and infect you, and then you'll wake up, and try to find a meal. The only meal around here will be Matt, so you'll go after him. Then," she paused, as if for dramatic effect. "You'll both die! Permanently this time! It's the best disposal method I've found for these situations. You'll tear each other apart, and I'll come back later to pick up the pieces and dispose of them so the pesky mortals don't get involved. Easy peasy!"

The bell that signaled passing period rang. She frowned. "Looks like I won't have time to watch. Oh well. You'll just have to stay here until Matt wakes up. Don't worry you won't have to wait long. Can you do that for me?"

She looked at him with her dazzling eyes and flashed him a huge smile. He should run. He should run and never look back. But he didn't. He wanted to do what those eyes told him.

"Okay," he said dumbly.

"Great!" And then she was gone, and Matt's red, red eyes snapped wide open, along with his mouth.