Sequels Suck

Chapter 6

"Why do I feel like we're going to die or something?"

"Now, why would you say that!?" Halie scoffed and lightly hit your arm.

"Sorry! Bad habit. "

She sighed. "Look, sweetie. I know you've been dealt a shitty hand in life the last few years but you gotta let it go. Not everything is a plot to a horror movie and not every guy is a psycho killer."

"I get it but...Shit. I'm seeing things and-"

She stopped you outside the theater doors. "Listen. People have been calling us non-stop. I'M going nuts from it; I can't imagine you! Not even a week in college and you gotta deal with these sick jokes. It's no wonder you're seeing things...Have you been getting enough sleep?"

You shrugged. "4 hours is enough, right?"

She gave you an unamused stare. "You're going to look 45 by the time you're 25 at that rate. You need to take care of yourself...And whatever awaits us on the other side of these doors-" She pointed to them before giving you a smile. "They gotta get through me first."

You gave a small smile before taking a deep breath and going in. Surprised to see half the room filled with college kids. Rowdy, talking, and lounging in the dim lighting. You were led by a guy to the front row of reserved seats. You cautiously looked at Halie, terrified it was going to be like Carrie but she grabbed you by the hand and led you there. You trusted her but not as much as you did Randy. You wished he was here with you...But after he left earlier, you didn't see him for the rest of the day.

You and Halie sat as you saw rustling through the curtains. You prepared yourself as you saw the curtains pull and one of the guys you recognized from the other day come out. You watched as the other two came out as well.

They held up a piece of paper to read it outloud. "We are gathered here..." He hesitated and a frat boy yelled out from the crowd. "SPEAK UP!"

He gritted his teeth. "...To say we were wrong."

The other one chimed in. "Now we have to stand here..."

The third finished, outstretching his arms and dropping the script. "And let the grenades go long!"

You looked down at the tomatoes sitting in a bucket at the seat. Halie released a long chuckle. "OOOHHHH they're pulling out that punishment. They must've really pissed off the elder brothers then."

"...They are seriously going to let us throw tomatoes at them?? Isn't this wasteful?"

Cici chimed in, overhearing from two rows up. "All donated by a local farmer. We paid for the good ones. The rotten ones were free."

"Well thank god for the Zeta's supporting small business." You sarcastically gave. "But seriously. We're allowed to chuck rotten tomatoes at them?"

"Oh, not just allowed. They gotta or they are out. I'd say them doing that to another brother's girl was a giant no no."

"I'm not his girl-" You didn't finish as you both ducked and squealed as tomatoes went flying over your heads, one hitting your seat and exploding.

"What if I said I was allergic?!" One guy on stage yelled and a frat boy yelled back. "You ate a BLT yesterday with extra tomatoes. Shut the hell up and take it!"

They dodged on stage until one hit one of them right in the face. "Is that all you got?!" He hollered as his frat brothers showed zero mercy.

Halie picked up a tomato and encouraged you to do the same. You grinned and didn't hesitate. Aiming right for their heads. Yelping as a tomato splashed on your arm and got on Halie. She scoffed in outrage. "Who did that?! This is new!" A girl from the top row gave her a smug look and Halie threw hers back up at her. "Oh fuck no, Tiffany. Eat it, bitch." You ducked as a downright war happened. The guys on stage were completely covered. Wiping their eyes and spitting out tomato guts from their lips.