《Hey Pretty Stranger Sal Fisher x reader x Larry Johnson》Chapter 4 - Elevator Love.
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I'm disturbed from a peaceful sleep as my mom keeps calling my name from downstairs.
"Y/N! It's time for school! Get down here!"
I groan and yell back
"I'm up!"
Her yelling stops and I get up from my bed, picking out clothes and starting to get ready for the day.
It's been about a month since I've began living here in Nockfell and it is actually pretty nice here. Sure Addison apartments are a little dirty and look un-stable but there is actually some nice people here. Such as Lisa who I already met my first day here, but I found out a little while after that she actually isn't working here. Well sort of, she fixes things and cleans around the building and in return the buildings owner pays her back in letting her stay in the basement of the apartments.
She also mentioned she has a son named Larry I believe. She told me that he was sweet and had amazing grades when he was younger but now...he's kind of lost his way. And that blue haired boy that I also "met" is his bestfriend, he's lost his way in the tide called life aswell.
I still call Sal blueberry head, well, not to his face. Well, not anymore. Ever since I first met him I've been hiding in my apartment from him. and anytime I absoloutly had to go out I would run so fast to the elevator and run to where ever I needed to be.
It took awhile for my parents to get me into school, but now they finally got me a spot at 'Nockfell High'. Today's my first day and I'm super nervous.
It's a monday and my dad always leaves for work at 5am and gets home at 6pm, so lucklily for me I get to wear whatever I want without him yelling at me. My mom supports it, as long as it's not super innapropriate. The farthest I've gone with my outfits is being able to wear short skirts and croptops.
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I walk out of my bedroom after I've finally gotten dressed and done my makeup, I walk over to my mom and she checks my outfit over.
She nods in approval then turns me to go sit at the table.
I'm wearing a sage green plade mini skirt, and a white tank top tucked into said skirt (It's gotten a little chilly out lately considering it's fall) so I paired it with a super cute sage green wool sweater, that has white fluff on the ends of the sleeves. I paired it with some cute white flats and my usual white backpack.
I sit at the dinner table and begin to eat, my mom made me eggs, toast, and bacon for breakfast. Gosh I love my mom.
Once I'm done I place my dish in the sink and sling my backpack over my shoulder, I run out the door but not before I see blueberry head walk out his apartment door too.
'He's my neighbor!?'
I squeak and quickly hide back in my apartment, slamming the door shut. My back leaning on the door I breath in and out in deep breaths. My mom walks into the room and gives me a questioning look.
"I just uh- saw a spider! Yeah, it was super big and I'm just waiting for a minute for it to leave."
I give her a nervous laugh. She looks at me again with that same look but leaves me alone and goes back to cleaning.
'Phew'
I creak the front door open and peek out into the hallway.
'Coast is clear'
I quickly walk to the elevator and press the down button and wait. But just to my luck, a hear that same stupid deep voice that would belong to none other than blueberry head.
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"Did you think I'd forget about your little stunt just because you were hiding in your apartment?"
My breath hitches and I refuse to turn around. I should run. Should I? No. Well...Worth a shot.
I wait a couple seconds then begin to bolt down the hallway.
I hear the elevator door ding open then a hand grabbing the handle of my backpack then yanking me back and into the elevator.
The elevator doors close and blueberry head is pressing me up against the elevator wall, my back against his chest.
I groan as my body hits the wall.
"Let go of me!"
I scream, but only for Sal to Squish my cheeks so tightly I can't speak. The rings on his fingers begin to slowly dig into my skin.
I whimper as he flips me around and presses my back against the wall, he stares intensly at me through the eye holes of the mask and I get really scared and I breath heavy as he just looks at me.
"I told you this wasn't over...didn't I?"
Blueberry head repeats from weeks ago.
I nod quickly, scared of what he might do to me if I didn't go along with what he says.
"Good girl, behaving so well...I like that."
Am I into this? No. Am I? No. Well.
He takes his hand off my jaw and I can just feel my lipstick smudge along and off my lips.
The elevator door dings open once more and I glance behind him at the floor, 'Lobby'.
He continues to look at me then turns around and was about to leave, but he looks back at me states boldly.
"You look good with your lipstick smudged like that."
My face flushes red and he walks away.
"Dude, where were you? I've been waiting here forever."
Larry questions me.
I look at him then glance back at the lobby doors I just exited, thinking about that little elevator scene. Then look back at Larry.
"Just had to deal with some stuff."
"Mhm, whatever you say man."
He looks at me then we walk to school together.
7/10/22
AKA: July, 10th/2022
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