🂱𝒪𝒸𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒾ℴ🂱- 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙓𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

C'mon Fuckface-6

I walked back over to the fountain and glared at Stu. He didn't notice me giving him the most ugliest sneer ever. I saw my keys right beside him. He has his hand over them though, looking like he knew what I was thinking. The keys just sat there asking me to grab them. I snuck over behind them and noticed that Billy had kinda sat a bit further away of the group. I grinned.

I walked further behind him quieting my footsteps. I got right behind him and quickly put one arm around his neck and one hand covering his mouth. He leaned back suddenly. "Shut the fuck up douchebag, you're gonna get be caught." I whispered lowly to him. Billy seemed to relax but only a little bit.

He slowly reached up and took my hand away from his mouth. "So, uh- why do you want me to be quiet?" I rolled my eyes. "Because I want to murder Randy- what the fuck did you think? I want my keys back to my precious bike." I mean- all of that is true...but he doesn't need to know that.

He leaned his head back to look at me further. "Okay..just be sneaky about it. Stu's lanky ass can probably throw you out of a moving car like a stuffed toy." Billy said slowly looking at me and glancing at Stu. I stifled a laugh. "Y'know, you're funny. I think we'll get along just fine." I emphasized the 'fine' to get my point across.

"Anyways," I let go of Billy and stood beside him. "Don't snitch on me. I'm going to trust you and I'm only giving to tell you once, I only give people I like one chance for them to prove they're trustworthy. So if you fuck it up don't come running back to me pleading and begging for my trust." He lifted his arms in the air and shrugged. "Okay. I'll try my best."

I grinned. "Ata boy." I lightly slapped him on the shoulder. "Wish me luck." I said as I quickly walked over back toward Stu. I plopped down beside him like I hadn't just devised a whole fucking plan for murdering someone. "Hi Stu." I said cheekily grinning at him. "Hi?" He asked back. "I thought you were gonna crash at your boyfriends house?" I flicked him on the forehead.

"Ow!" He swatted my hands away. I giggled. "You wound me!" He faked dying. "Whatever fucktart." I sighed softly glancing at my keys that lied there right beside me. Billy glanced over at me. I looked away from him. Stu's hand lifted a little bit from off of my keys. I took this as my chance and quickly snatched them from his and stood up. He looked down at where my keys were and then glanced back at me.

He stood up and walked slowly toward me. That's when I really noticed how tall he was. About 6'3 I would guess. I gripped my keys tighter as he kept walking closer to me. "Stu- cmon! Leave the poor girl alone." Tatum said but Stu ignored her. I started to lose confidence as he towered over me. Fuck..he...he actually scares me a little.

He stared down at me as I gulped and looked away. His hands balled into fists. He swung his arm back and I prepared for a KO right then and there. I shut my eyes right and leaned my face away from him. I stood there for a couple seconds thinking that I might've died. Oh, well wouldn't that be funny. Student dies by being knocked the fuck out on her first day at Woodsboro High School. Real funny.

I kept gripping my keys tighter and tighter until I could feel the ridges leaving indents in my palm. I opened my eyes slowly and noticed the whole group was staring at me intently. Stu had his head tilted to the side as a small goofy grin was placed on his face. "You devious little shit. You really know how to be quick." He said slightly laughing.

My shoulders dropped and I looked back at him. He leaned down to my level and whispered to me. "Look at you, just a little bit ago you had a knife to my throat and now your cowering underneath my shadow." He chuckled lowly. Okay- something is fucking off about him. He just...seems a little too...cocky. I wanna wipe that smile right off his stupid face. Right off his stupidly...cute..face. God!! Why does he have to look like that?! I kept thinking to myself until I felt a small tap on my shoulder.

I came back to reality and stared back at Stu. "Hey, you okay? You kinda zoned out for like a whole minute!" I looked down and decided I should leave. I pushed past him and snatched up Randy's hand from where he was sitting on the fountain. I dragged him along with me as he tried to regain his balance.

I guided him over to my bike and put the key in the ignition. I felt my hand burn as I finally got a good look at it. The indents of the key dug deeper into my skin than I thought. My palm was bleeding kinda bad. "Whatever..." I mumbled. "Okay," I paused sitting on the motorcycle. "Come sit behind me."

Randy looked hesitant. "What? You've never been on a motorcycle before?" I asked him. "Uh- of course I have! I just..." He tried to find an answer but gave up and sighed while grumbling to himself about how he wanted to 'seem cool in front of me'. Okay- I'll give him props for that. At least he wanted to seem more like a man than a boy in front of me.

He hopped on with a bit of trouble but soon got the hang of it. "Now wrap your hands around my waist." I looked back at him and noticed his whole face was red. I laughed. "It's for your safety. Nothing else. I promise." He looked at me. "Then why do you not have any helmets?" I rolled my eyes smiling slightly.

"You ask too many questions."