scream

~4~

"Sidney, Tatum called me. What happened?" I asked rushing towards her to pull her into a hug.

"I'm so sorry," she cried wrapping her arms around me.

"What for? Tatum told me you were attacked. It's not your fault," I reassured her.

"I got Billy arrested,"

"Billy? What's this got to do with Billy?" I questioned pulling back to look at her.

"Well when I got home I started getting weird phone calls, and then there was someone in the house and they started attacking me. Then Billy popped up at my window and a phone fell out of his pocket. So I thought it was him, but I'm not so sure if he did it or not." She explained. "Please don't be mad at me," she pleaded.

"Sid, I'm not mad. I understand how you could think it was him." I smiled.

We were interrupted by the loud voice of Stu Macher.

"Hey ladies. How's my favorite girl doing?" He smirked playing with a strand of my hand.

"I'm fine Stu, but have you seen Billy?" I asked.

"Oh you mean after Sidney branded him the  Candy Man, no I haven't."

"Stu! Can you be serious please," I sighed.

Loud screams came from down the hall as two guys came running down where costumes as they yelled in everyone's face, including ours. "Why are they doing this?"

"Are you kidding me! Look at this place, its like Christmas." Stu laughed. I watched as Sidney ran down the hall running straight into Billy. "Seriously Stu?"

"What? It was funny." He defended.

"Any other time, yeah, but not right now. Sidney's going through things. What she needs is for her friends to be there for her." I snapped.

"Your right. I apologize. What can I do to make it up to you?"

"Walk me to class?" I suggested, to which he smirked.

"Or how about I walk you to the janitors office? That sounds like an even better idea,"

"As long as I can join."

I turned around to see Billy, a smug look on his face. "What were you talking to Sid about?" I questioned.

"She still thinks that I'm the one that did it." He sighed shaking his head.

"I'm sure she's just freaked out. She'll get over it eventually." I walked up to him bringing him in for a hug. "How about we have a little, over the clothes, bathroom session." I whispered in his ear. He wraps his hand around my waist as he rests his hands on my ass giving it a light pat.

"Hey, let me have some!" Stu whines walking over to me only to be stopped by the booming voice of the principle.

"Hey! What are you doing? Get to class, right now!" 

We pull apart and make our way towards class. Stu and I had English where as Billy had Math.

"I'll see you too later,"

Stu and I walked hand in hand as we entered class, making our way to the back of the room where our seats were. Well my seat was and Stu would just, not so politely, ask the girl sitting next to me to leave.

"You're late," the teacher states not turning around.

"Oh, my bad sir. I didn't mean to be late to my most favorite class," Stu said sarcastically. Now it was time to suffer through my least favorite class with my least favorite teacher.