StAlKeRs

Six

The past weeks Stu was still hanging around, hiding in the shadows, but he didn't come back to my window. He didn't really stick around the house while my dad was home. I sat in my History class looking out the window, Mr. Popchock, my History teacher, droned on in his monotone voice, talking about something I didn't hear. The window looked out to the courtyard, right at the fountain. I still ate lunch there and sat reading or doing homework during my free period, even if I was alone. It's the place where we all hung out everyday and ate lunch. The last time all six of us were there together was the day after Casey and Steve were killed. 

It was getting closer and closer to the one year anniversary of the "Woodsboro Massacre" as everyone liked to refer to it. It would be two years since my mother's murder on the same day Billy and Stu cornered me and Sidney in Stu's kitchen. If you would have asked me a year ago before school started, if I thought this is where my life would be, being known as one of the final girls of a small town killing spree, I would have said no. Never did I think my life would become a real life horror movie. 

Sidney and I had been interviewed so many times. Different talk shows wanted us to come on and talk about what had happened. We were offered a lot of money but we never accepted. We did tell our story on what had happened of course but we never wanted to be famous for it. They were making a movie about it. It was to come out next year sometime. "Stab" was going to be a movie based off the "The Woodsboro Murders" by Gale Fucking Weathers. Of course she tried hard to paint herself the hero of the story when she didn't do shit but shoot Billy once. She was knocked out for the whole thing. She painted Sidney and I as sluts pretty much, two girls in love with psychopathic killers, Dewey as a dumb cop, and poor Randy was a background character. 

The final bell rang indicating that school was finally over. I had to work today so I quickly made my way to my locker to grab anything I would need and headed out of the school. Bradly's Video wasn't too far from the school, maybe a twenty minute walk, I had to work from 3:30 to 10, it was 2:45 now. I had time to stop at the store and grab something to drink and a snack. I walked past the fountain and started walking down the sidewalk to the store. The time I made it to the video store I had ten minutes until I needed to clock in. I would be working with Karen tonight. I haven't worked with her since Randy told me about them doing it in the prom section. I refused to even go in that section now that I knew what happened there. 

I stood at the counter while Karen was putting away movies. I kept looking at her trying to picture Randy and her as a couple, I had to stop myself from laughing a few times. It's not that Karen wasn't pretty because she is but Randy with a goth girl was too funny to me. She would definitely be the dominant one. And Randy was tall and everything but with Karen's insanely high platform boots, she was much taller than he was. I was doing what I normally did when there weren't any customers, I was flipping through a magazine. A throat cleared and I looked up. I jumped back a little at seeing Karen so close to my face. 

"Hey, Karen," I said. She just looked at me, it was like she was looking into my soul. "How's Randy?" She asked. My eyebrows shot up at the question. I never really talked to her before. "Umm... he's-- he's good. Enjoying Windsor and his film classes," I said. "Is he coming home for the holidays?" She asked. I shrugged, "I don't know to be honest. Probably not though. He wanted to get away from Woodsboro as fast as possible, you know with everything that happened to us," I told her. She didn't say anything for a little, just stood there awkwardly. "Did- did you want me to-- to pass anything along?" I asked. "He told you didn't he?" She asked. I played dumb, "told me what?" I asked. "That we had sex in the porn section." 

Okay! So we are just going to put it out there like that. I stared at her with wide eyes, mouth open in shock. "Whaaaat?" I laughed nervously. "No. Why would you think that?" I asked. "You two are best friends are you not?" She asked. "Yes. Yes we are," I said. "So he told you?" She asked. I nodded my head slowly, "But he didn't go into detail or anything! I don't need that image of Randy in my head. And he didn't say anything bad! He actually said you're a really sweet person," I blurted out. 

He's going to kill me of he finds out I told her that.

"He said I was sweet?" She asked. She said it so shy and ducked her head as a pink tint formed on her cheeks. "Yeah. He did say you were sweet. Honestly I never thought Randy would lose his virginity. I was starting to think I would have to pay someone," I laughed. We both laughed together at that as the tense had lifted. Randy was right, she is actually really sweet. 

As it came to the end of my shift and I locked everything up, I went to go call my dad to let him know I was locking up so he could come get me. I was walking from the back when a knock on the front door made me jump. The street was deserted and it was dark out, the only light being the street lamps. Standing at the door, hood of his vlack jacket, was Stu. I slowly walked over to the door and stopped a couple feet away. "What do you want?" I asked. 

"Open the door please," he said. "No. Go away!" I said, sternly. "Come on, baby. Please. I'm not going to hurt you but I don't want anyone seeing me," he said. "Should have thought of that before you came here," I said. He looked me in the eye, pleading with me. He looked like the old Stu, the Stu I fell in love with when I was thirteen. I sighed and slowly walked to the door. 

I am so stupid. If he tries to kills me as soon as I open this door, I'm just going to let him. I should be running to the phone and calling the police!

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A/N: Hi! Fuck Fact! I had a History teacher named Mr. Popchock in high school and he was the most boring teacher ever! He talked in a slow, deep, monotone voice, I guess you can kind of say like how Snape (if you're a harry potter fan) talks but he was really old and strict. Everyone fell asleep in his class. I failed the class and had to retake it but luckily I had the new hot teacher the second time around😂