so here you are living life, i mean what else are you supposed to do in a small town with nothing to do
but one night you get bored so you think fuck it i'll take a walk
days passed and the girl was ridden with guilt, the woman no known as maureen prescott was found dead. it was brutal no human being should go through that even though the girl knew (and everyone else) that she slept around. cotton weary was charged as sidney prescott claimed to have seen him, he was still claiming he's innocent. as she walked up the stairs, successfully avoiding all the press and squeezing past the other students she made her way to the bathroom. she hadn't bothered to clean her make up from the night before, as she had been too distraught.
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turning the tap on she cups her hands and puts them underneath the cooling water, leaning her head down she presses the water to her face and washes away the make up. bringing he head back up she sees in the mirror that sidney left one of the stalls. "sorry for your loss" she somberly whispers sidney turns around and looks at her. "thanks.." she replies and soon after left. brining her sleeves to her face she dries up quickly and headed to form. not many people showed up to form but on this occasion Stu macher showed up for once, his goofy smile not leaving his face. His eyes caught hers and if she looked closely enough she could see recognition flash through them
*no ones read this yet but should i change the pov* * 238 words*
