Chapter Text
1st person
It would be even before the sun rose, and I would be up and getting ready for school. I would push the unboxed moving containers aside with my foot slipping my skates on and putting my shoes into my backpack. rolling steadily out of the house My Grandma would call out to me before I went out the door, “Have a good day, Kiley!”. I would smile, locking my door behind me, pushing myself out onto the sidewalk, skating down the street.
As I rolled along, I would hear clattering from a nearby house followed by a kid my age running out the front door with a pissed and furious Mr. Peterson chasing after him, not before screeching to a stop at the end of his property. Mr. Peterson would scoff, grumbling under his breath and stomping back into his house as the kid casually walked away like nothing happened. I would look confused before quickly catching up to the kid, asking, “What just happened back there?!” he would look me up and down, saying, “Nice to meet you too.” I would grumble, moving to blocked his way.
“Look, I don't know what your deal is, but we both have a common ground.” he would look at me, confused, sighing, and asking, “And what could that be?” “Finding out what secrets Mr. Peterson's house holds…” his brow would perk up, saying while gently pushing past me, “and what’s your story?” I would trail behind him, answering softly, “Well, I haven't really had over 3 hours of sleep since his kids went missing… The screams and crying from that house is UNBEARABLE at night… plus I kinda want to know if his kids are making the screams…” he would pause his steps making me quickly stop as well “wait- you heard those screams too? Glad someone else believes me” he said this like someone who's been told he was crazy his whole life… hell I'd say that too if someone said they heard screaming at night.
I would nod and he would word vomit before I could open my mouth to speak. “Well, if I'm not the only person hearing them, then we might have a shot at taking him down!” I would nod slightly, saying “uhh right...” he would grin, saying with his hand held out, “Well, you're accepted.” my brow would quirk asking “um accepted to what?” he would chuckle saying “to my friend group of course… only the cool kids can be in it… and ones who have invaluable information…” he would smirk to himself like he was a villain about to do an ‘evil deed’ “don’t you have like no friends?...wait- what was that last par-” before i could finish he would quickly cut in "you're thinking too far into this… look are you in or not?” I would sigh asking “do i have a choice?” he would chuckle lowly saying “hah.. No-no not really” I would sigh, saying “well… I guess I have nothing better to do… What's the worst that can happen?”
5 Years Later…
“This is the worst thing you could ever have me doing, Nicky… why am I even here!?” I would whisper-yell at Nicky, who was crouching in a bush with me outside Mr. Peterson’s house, “SHHHHH! I'm honestly wondering why I brought you too if you're just gonna give our spot out to him…” I would sigh, saying “psh that's fine ill leav-” he would shake his head quickly, saying “N-NO-ehem… um i meant… no you can cause it's too late he's about to come out anyway…” I would sigh, settling back down to my knees beside Nicky as we deftly watched the door. As we watched, Nicky would pass me some binoculars and I would begrudgingly take them, muttering to myself, “This is so stupid… he's not gonna be doing anything bad at this time of night,” Nicky would scoff saying “Anything's possible with him” I would roll my eyes, looking through the lenses of the binoculars.
After a few minutes, my sight would fade into black as I fell asleep. When I woke up, I would sit up and realize Nicky was nowhere. I would look down to see his backpack, which was under my head, I would hear scurrying from above me and when I would look up, I would see Nicky climbing on the roof coming out of a window that was on the top floor… I would grumble getting up and walking over to the edge of the house saying up to him, “get off of there!” he would say back with a sigh, “yeah, yeah…” as i waited for him to climb down I would look over to the house across Mr. Peterson's to see a girl my age staring at me and Nicky, her face contorted with confusion. When Nicky got to the ground, I would pick his backpack up, climb over the fence and pull Nicky along with me… looks like we have new blood…