Jeff The Killer X Reader (Scenario) Pt 2

You got chills. Was this "Jeff" just messing with you?
He didn't seem like a bad guy, after all. He's just an outcast, like you.
There's nothing wrong with that, right?

The bus ride seemed eternal. Each stop was an excruciating wait as he stared. You saw him stare.

You decided to go sit by him while the bus was stopped.

"I noticed you kept staring. I'm not quite blind...Yet. I've got a tad or peripheral vision left." You smiled, an attempt to hide your anxiety and frustration in this situation. You were so drawn to him, yet you felt unsafe, like he was dangerous.

"I couldn't help myself." Jeff's grin lessened, but it wasn't that he wasn't pleased. It was a different kind of smile. It was more...deranged.

"Well, that's okay. I don't mind. What's your first class?" The bus was pulling into the school. Finally.

"It's..." He pulled out a terribly crumpled schedule out. It had brownish-red stains on it.
"It's honors English 11..." He crumpled the paper back into his pocket. "It's with Mrs. Frech."

"Really? Me too! At least I won't be alone, then." You smiled, trying not to let his demeanor get the best of you.

The bus parked. "Hey..." He reached and clinched your hand. "We should walk together..." His mouth curled into a smile once more. But, you almost didn't want to walk with him. After all, it was your first day, and to be seen with someone with his reputation, well, it just might soil your own.

"Sure...We can walk together." You walked with him into the school building, noticing that smile on his face. The unusual , deranged one.

As you two left the bus, kids snickered, making vile and awful remarks toward you. It bothered you, it was your first day here, and already the torment had begun.

But, what was odd was, Jeff moved as usual, his face was curved and disfigured into a smile, and his general mannerisms remained calm and unaffected.

As you entered the school, it almost seemed like every teacher and student which had arrived stared at you both in shock. It wasn't as if you two had   killed someone...What was their problem?

"I can tell." He slowly surveyed the room, as if he was scouting for something. "I can tell that this will be a great year...heh. For us."

That smile. It was a mistake for you to ever speak to him.
Or....was it?