🂱𝒪𝒸𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒾ℴ🂱- 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙓𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Fiesta Time!-11

Me and Sid walked calmly back to the fountain as if nothing happened. I could still see the worry in her eyes though. "Listen, I gotta go get all razzle-dazzled for the party tonight." I slowly said while standing back up again. I looked at everyone but mainly at Stu. "So uh..." He looked up at me with a 'huh' expression. I slapped my palm on my face. "I need your address doofus. I don't know where anything is in the god for saken town." Stu jumped up.

I walked closer to him and held my arm out. "Got a pen?" "Uhm..." Stu turned around and fumbled with his backpack until he finally found a pen. "Yep!" "Write down your address on my arm. I'm really forgetful so if it's on a piece of paper I'll completely forget about the shit." He grinned softly grabbing my arm to steady it. He finished writing down his address and added a small heart beside it. I giggled and smiled at him.

"See y'all tonight!"
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I stood in front of the dusty store mirror holding some clothes up to my body. I turned around and looked at myself in various angles. "I think this'll do just fine." I walked around to the cash register and got my money out. The employee at the cash register sighed softly and grabbed the clothes I picked out. "Will this be all for you?" I nodded my head. She scanned the clothing and put it in a neat bag. "$24.32 is your total." I fanned through some dollar bills and grabbed a $50. I handed it to her and smiled. She grinned softly at me. "Ma'am I can't take this.." I waved my hand in the air. "No, please do. Consider the rest a tip." I smiled at her and grabbed the bag. "Bye-bye now!" I waved at her and she waved back.

I walked back to my motorcycle and turned it on. I started to drive off back to my shitty motel I had to call home for a little while. I don't know where I'm going to go after my time at the motel is up. If I don't figure it out I'll probably be sleeping in a dumpster. I soon got to the motel and walked back to my room. I threw the bag on the bed and walked off to the bathroom to take a shower. I really needed one. I threw off my clothes and set the water to the perfect temperature. I stepped in and let the water wash away all the grime and dirt from killing. At least for a little bit anyways.

I finished my shower and walked back into my room with a towel wrapped around my body. I brushed out my hair (ignore if your hair is too short- like mine) and started to put on the clothing I picked out. I put it on and smoothed out all the wrinkles. I looked down at myself and smiled. I grabbed my buck 120 that I had hidden underneath the bed and put it in a holster on my ankle. I had completely forgot that I had a knife holster with me until I reminisced about the night I moved to Woodsboro.

I walked quickly out of the motel and started off to Stu's house. I rode down road staring at all the nice houses. "You're telling me he lives in a house like this..?" I muttered to myself feeling a hint of jealously. "Lucky bastard." I pulled into one houses driveway that had various cars strewn about in the street and driveway. I parked to the side and got off my bike. I sighed placing my hands on my hips. "Another night of killing awaits me."

I walked up to the front door of the residence and admired it. Nice two story house, an attic-maybe a basement. By the looks of it Stu's parents are rich. I knocked on the door 2 times and waited for an answer. I tapped my foot and crossed my arms. Is no one capable of opening the fucking door? Just then the door opened to reveal Stu with some beers in his hand. "Oh Y/n! Glad you could make it to my lovely fiesta!" He smiled and me and I uncrossed my arms while standing up straight. "Uh-huh." I glanced at a full beer in his hand. "Mind if I have that?" I asked pointing at the beer. "No shit- go ahead. Drink all you want."

I took the beer from his hand and walked into his house. Students littered the living room. Some watching a random horror movie, some chugging a beer keg, some making out in the corner- it really does feel like a high school party.I scanned around the living room and noticed Sidney and Tatum sitting beside each other on the couch talking about what-not. The loud music made me annoyed. I don't do to good at parties, but I mean, what's the worst that could happen?

Right?...