"(Y/n)! Wake up! You're gonna be late for your first day" (Y/n)'s mom called from the kitchen.

(Y/n) woke up, and she turned off her unicorn alarm. She looked everywher, to see where she was...But then, she remembered that she was on Haddonfield! And it was her first day of school! (Y/n) remembered that Michael was in an asylum...Another tear fell across her face, thinking of how could things have been, if Michael was free...It wasn't his fault! If she was there, she could have stopped him...

She dressed up with a (y/f/c) hoodie, a pair of blue jeans and 2 sneakers. She looked at herself at the mirror her (y/e/c) were still red, from the crying of last night. (Y/n) simply couldn't accept the fact that her best friend was on that hospital for crazy people...

She washed her face and she grabbed her (y/f/c) schoolbag. She brushed her (h/c) hair and she went to the kitchen to have her breakfast. She wondered how she could tell her parents that Michael was an alysum...She decided to not tell...Yet

"Good morning, sweetheart. Ready for the first day of school?" Her mom asked with the same sweet smile, that (Y/n) loved to see "I made your favourite breakfast"

(Y/n) sat in a chair next to Thomas, her 8 year old brother, who was eating cereals. He smiled to his sister and she smiled to him in return. They were always fighting against each other, but they loved each other more than anything.

"So, did you see Michael yesterday? I would like to see him" Her mom asked, making (Y/n) nervous and put her head down...

"No...Actually, he moved out to another town, I think..." She said still with a bit sadness on her chest...And her mother knew that...

She came close to her daughter and she hugged her, calming her down...She knew how (Y/n) feeling. That made (Y/n) already feel better. Thomas hugged her as well.

"Michael was such a sweet boy. I'm sure you will meet him again!" They sparate from each other and her mother was back to the kitchen.

(Y/n) supported herself on her cheek and she started to think in what would be a school in Haddonfield without her best friend. Deep down, she knew that Michael didn't forget her.

"Well...Now, go pack your things to school! And same for you, Thomas!" Her mother said with the same euphoric smile, that (Y/n) certainly had too.

(Y/n) had arrived to school. She walked through the runners with the same nervous expression. People didn't seem to notice her, which she tought that was a good thing, because she didn't like to be the center of attentions. She followed the map of the school and the, she bumped into a guy.

"Oh, I'm sorry" She said putting her hand on her forhead. She looked up and she saw a boy with red hair and two brown eyes.

"It's okay..." The guy replied looking at her with a bit of sorryness "You're new here, right? I've never seen you before.

(Y/n) smiled and blushed. She had a lot of male friends in New York, but even so, she was still a bit clumsy talking with guys. She didn't have that problem when she hanged out with Michael, but when she moved out, she became a little shy.

"Yeah, I'm new here. I just moved yesterday" She said with a little smile and holding her books.

The boy smiled and gave her his arm to a friendly hand shake, which she accepted.

"My name is Paul Madison. What's yours?"

"(Y/n). (Y/n) (Y/l/n)"

The boy made a surprised face and she was confused. Paul was shocked with that information...He couldn't believe that it was her...

"No way...You were Michael Myers' best friend!!!"

(Y/n) made a shocked look. How the hell did he know that??? Did she know him in the past?

"What?! Ho-how do you know that?!"

Paul arrogantly smiled and he crossed his arms, making a funny but cruel expression to (Y/n)'s eyes.

"Everyone knows that! My uncle works at Smiths Grove Sanatorium and he told me that one day,

(Y/n) went shocked, but at the same time, her heart felt like it was bumping out of her chest. Michael remembered her...That made her feel like everything was good. But everything was not good...That sentence was the beggining of her biggest fear. Death.

"W-What?" She asked.

The people were starting to come closer to her, and she felt like she was going to fall down, with the lack of air.

"How was he?" One asked.

"Was he dangerous?" Another asked"

"Is it true that you were friends with that freak?!" Paul asked again.

(Y/n) became full of hate. She wouldn't let people talk bad things about Michael!

"He was NOT a freak!" She replied angry and indignate.

"Well...It seems like YOU are the freak one here!"

Everyone started to laugh and (Y/n) felt like she was going to die. Their laughs seemed like arrows on her chest. She didn't want to hear that shit about her. They were calling her bitch, freak, crazy, and there wasn't anybody on the runners, not even a teacher.

Suddently, the ring souded and everyone went to classes, including (Y/n) that wanted to go to the bathroom, to cry. But she couldn't do that! She needed to be strong! Ignore all that comments about her, and don't give a shit of what that people were saying.

After the school, she still had some laughs and discusting looks to her, and she started to cry even more, while the way back to home. One more time, it wasn't the first day of school that she was expecting...

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HI GUYS!!! I'm reeeeally sorry for the lack of updates!!! It's that some personal things happened to me, in the last week, and I wasn't with the better mood for writing T_T Don't ask what it was, I don't wanna talk about it...