Pretty Girls Make Graves

𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

Stu looked from me to Billy then back at me. "And your sure this is going to work?" Stu hissed to Billy over the canteen table. Billy glared at him. "Of course you dip shit." He snapped. I huffed at them both bickering. "Just stop! If we are all going to go ahead with this mad crazy plan that I still haven't go my head round, we need to at least get on and trust each other." I told them, shaking my blonde hair. Stu moaned grumpily. "She's right." Billy said dully. I had a point, if we were all going to commit this crazy mass murder we needed to at least trust and get along with each other. The last thing we need is me or Stu freaking out and telling someone what we were or had done. We couldn't afford that. "Stu do you understand? What happens with us and the plan stays with us." I whispered seriously, looking away from a group of girls pointing over at Billy. Stu cocked his head round from looking at them too, "I get it. I get it." He mumbled.

*LATER IN THE DAY*

"Hey, Kenz!" A voice shouted after me as I wondered down the main high street. I had spent the whole day nurturing Billy and messing around with Stu to the point that I felt entirely nackered. I glanced over to see who it was, expecting it to be Tatum or Sydney about to ask me what was wrong as I didn't meet them by the lockers when I specifically said to them. Instead, I saw Randy waving to me far in the distance. I waved back, smiling broadly and waited to let him catch up. "Damn you walk fast!" He exclaimed smiling happily as he walked closer to me. I laughed and began walking again. " You going to work?" I asked him curiously, looking down at his Blockbuster uniform. He nodded. " Well, you can help me pick out a horror film for later, are you coming to Stu's party?" I chatted, walking towards the shop. " Yea thought I'd come over after work."  He said, running up to the door and holding it open. He was such a gentleman. I smiled and thanked him, walking over to the horror and thriller section. As Randy followed behind in his work uniform, I noticed a few other workers huff to themselves. Rude, I thought. Randy's a sweet guy but can sometimes come across as too much for some people to handle. As I picked up a pile of tapes and read the description on the back Randy asked "What about Nightmare on Elm street?" He handed me the tape. I pushed it away and picked up Halloween. "Nah, come on let's watch Halloween tonight. Everyone knows your freaked out by little Michael." I giggled. "Now, now let's be nice." He raised his eyebrows dramatically at me and put a few tapes back into the right section.

 "Jesus it's packed in here!" Someone exclaimed loudly from behind Randy. He looked round to be welcomed by Stu knocking over the tapes balanced in his hands. I gave him an annoyed stare. There was no need for that. "We had a ran in the mass murder section." Randy explained, oblivious to my angry glare at Stu. "You coming tonight?" Stu yawned and picked up the last tape. I smiled warmly at him as he did so, making him roll his eyes at me. "Yeah im off early- curfew you know" Randy said and looked over to his left. "Now that's in poor taste." He said dully. I turned round and looked over to where Randy was looking. He was talking about Billy standing in the second row of horror films, flirting with two girls who were friends of Casey's. "What?" Stu asked looking confused. Randy gestured to Billy across the room. Stu scrunched up his face, still confused. "If you were the only suspect in a senseless bloodbath would you be standing in the horror section?" Randy asked turning away to carry on scanning and placing the tapes on the shelves. Stu looked offended for his friend. "It was all a misunderstanding. He didn't do anything." He stated forcefully. Randy chuckled a strange laugh. "You're such the little lap dog. He's got killer printed all over his forehead." I smirked at Stu and nodded. It was very true, he'd do anything for that boy, sometimes I thought Stu was secretly in love with Billy. He probably was. "Then why did the police let him go?" Stu carried on. "Because, obviously, they don't watch enough movies . This is standard horror movie stuff. Prom night revisited." Randy pushed further, not realising he was annoying the hell out of Stu. Randy moved along the shelves, Stu and I following him behind. "Why would he want to kill his own girlfriend?" Stu questioned, thinking he got to him. Randy face him with a serious look plastered over him. "There's always some stupid bullshit reason to kill your girlfriend. That's the beauty of it all. Simplicity. Besides, if it's too complicated you lose your target audience." He explained, knowing his stuff about his horror films. Stu leaned back on the shelves. "So what's his reason?" He raised his eyebrows as Randy stood to think of his answer. "Maybe Sydney wouldn't have sex with him." I piped up. They both looked round at me, as if they forgot I was there with them. "Yeah she's saving herself for you!" Stu threw his head back laughing. Randy lit up slightly at Stu's comment. "Could be. Now that Billy's tried to mutilate here, you think Sid would go out with me?" He murmured keeping his voice down. "I think her dad did it. How come they can't find his ass?" I pondered, smoothly changing the subject. Randy frowned, as if I should already know the answer. "Because he's  a probably dead. His body will come popping out in the last reel somewhere  eyes gauged. See, the police are always off track with this shit, if they'd watch Prom Night they'd save time. -there's a formula to it. A very simple one. Everyone's always a suspect-the father, the principal, the town derelict..." He explained. "Which is you." Stu pointed out he said the town derelict. "So while they're off investigating a dead end, Billy, who's been written off as a suspect, is busy planning his next hunting expedition." Randy snapped. 

There was a cough made behind me, I turned to look and saw Billy standing by Randy, where he couldn't see him. "How do we know that your not the killer?" He hissed in Randy's ear, making him jump slightly and spin round to face him. "Uh... hi Billy." He said awkwardly, glancing over at me for help. "Maybe your movie freaked mind lost it's reality button?" Billy growled. Randy laughed feeling slightly uneasy. "You're re absolutely right. I'm the first to admit it. If this were a scary movie, I'd be the prime suspect." He laughed wearily. "So what would be your motive?" I asked, leaning further, eager to hear his answer. "It's 1995, motives are incidental." He announced loudly to everyone in the store. They all looked our way and then swiftly back to what they were doing. 

They had no idea what me, Stu and Billy had in store for them tonight.

A/N: Short one and haven't read through it for mistakes because I can't be asked. Hope ya'll enjoying it. :) x