deception: ethan landry

𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎

"mel! we're going to be late!" screamed tara from the other room, but loud enough for the me to hear. "i'm coming! i'm just putting on my costume" i yelled back, growing annoyed with being rushed.

i am amelia williams and i am new to new york. i moved with sam and tara from woodsboro after the tragic events that took place about a year ago. sam and tara adopted me as a sister and relocated to new york to start a new life and escape the media after my parents were killed by amber freeman, aka ghostface.

"what is taking so long? we are all waiting to take pictures." tara bursts into my room with an annoyed look on her face. "whats wrong?" she moves closer to me where i sat on the edge of my bed with my hands in my head. "nothing, im just thinking." i respond looking up at tara who is dressed like a pirate.

after taking a breath, tara moves to sit next to me and takes my hand into hers. "look, we have to move on. we left woodsboro behind us. i know i didn't lose as much as you did, but it was tough for me too. but we're in college now. we can't let our pasts define us." tara tried to convince me.

"i know, i know. i just miss my family and the life i had back home, even though it was taken from us." i vented, staring at my reflection in my vanity mirror across from my bed. tara huffed and shook her head, almost as if she was tired of hearing my repetitive sob story.

"i'm sorry, i know i sound like a broken record, its just, its a year today. and its just all coming back to me." i finally looked at tara, whos eyes were glimmering with tears. even though tara has rarely shown any emotion towards the events from last year, its obvious that she also still thinks about it, even if she doesn't want to.

"i'll leave you to get ready." tara blinks letting a single tear fall as she gets up and heads for the door. "five minutes," she looks back at me pointing her finger. i nod and tara shuts the door behind her. looking at my feet, i got up and fixed my fake eyelashes in the mirror. looking at my last-minute vampire costume, i brush my hair and head for the door. i can't help but think that it's not over, and that scares me

to death.

while walking towards the frat party, i stay close to quinn. my new found best friend who moved in with the three of us at the beginning of the semester. it was hard to trust quinn at the beginning because of what happened to me but after a while, i let my guard down and i was finally was able to put my trust in quinn and i haven't regretted it since.

"hey tara!" a voice shouts in passing. tara turns around and is met with none other than jason carvey. "where's your other half?" i insert myself into the conversation, smiling. i always thought jason was cute, but quinn would never let me go for such a geek. she says that i'm too pretty for a 'prepubescent film geek who doesn't know what a razor is'.

"back at home, i'm going to go clean up and we will meet you at the party?" jason says to me and tara at the same time. "is sam going to be there?" he asks and tara shakes her head. jason can't help but look sad as he pleads with tara to get her to go. "i'll save you a shot," i reason with jason as my group starts walking away. jason flashes me a smile as he turns away.

"ouch," quinn says looking at me. i slap her arm and brush off the rejection. "he doesn't know what he's missing," quinn adds trying to get my mind off of the situation. "whatever," i say as i relink my arm with quinn and start dancing to the loud music that i can hear from outside the house.

music blares in the groups ears as chad and tara walk to the kitchen to grab whatever is left. quinn and i go to mindy who is sitting with her girlfriend anika. "hey girls!" i say as i sit down beside anika putting my legs on quinn.

we all talk a bunch of nonsense and i finally let my guard down as i let myself enjoy the music. the smell of weed and alcohol fills my nose. i leaned my head down onto quinn as we sway to the music. i'm so thankful for quinn, who's pushed me out of my small bubble and helps me have fun from time to time. "wanna grab a drink" quinn says into my ear. "HUH?" i yell, not being able to hear her over the loud music. quinn gestures towards the kitchen and pretends to chug a drink. i laugh and stand up, adjusting my skirt as i follow quinn to the kitchen.