Imagine Ghostface
You’re straddling your enemy.
Your eyes widen with shock and surprise because you didn’t know it was him until he removed his Ghostface mask.
“E/n, why didn’t you say anything?”
“And ruin your fun?” His mouth curves with mischief.
“I wouldn’t have done it if I knew it was you, loser.”
“So you’d straddle a total stranger, just not me?” he asks darkly.
He glances away and actually looks mad.
“It was for a stupid bet,” you say, already frustrated with him.
All this because a popular girl bully, b/n, bet you wouldn’t do it.
But it’s backfired.
Suddenly, you hear high-pitched cackling from the other side of the room.
You and e/n jerk your heads to the source of the noise.
It’s her, b/n.
She’s covering her mouth with her hand, and she’s pointing at you both. Her body is shaking with wild laughter.
Her followers are all laughing at you, too.
And then you realize why.
Suddenly, your cheeks flame with embarrassment.
E/n is her ex-boyfriend.
But they broke up recently. And it was always a mystery why.
He stares at b/n, shaking his head. “She hasn’t changed at all.” Then he looks up at you.
You feel everyone staring at you and move to scramble off him fast. He puts his hand on your thigh. “Wait.”
She knew who he was and knows you two don’t even like each other.
“Want to make her really mad?” he asks.
“Yeah.” You lower your voice as you stare at his parted lips, realizing.
He trails his hand down your thick braid that’s in a ponytail.
He gives it a little gentle tug.
“Kiss me, y/n. And let’s make it good.” He stares up at you, devouring you with his eyes.
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