the way he is with me (scream 1996)

vi. im not me

    I kept my head low, I stared at my desk not making eye contact with anyone in the class. A tap was placed on my shoulder, I looked up at saw a short haired brunette girl. "Hi, are you new here?" She asked me with a welcoming smile. "Yeah, I'm Taylor." I said.

"I'm Sidney," she said kindly.

It's been a month I got into this college, but for free since I used to be in foster care, I was trying to get Sidney to trust me so that I could help Billy and Stu get what they want.

"Sidney," I repeated. "That's so pretty," I said, honestly.

Not just her name was pretty, but she was beautiful, even if Billy did date her because he truly loved her, he had taste. She's so pretty. She glared at my notebook and saw my drawings.

"Wow, these are really good," Sidney said with admiration in her voice.

"Thank you," I smiled, I sat up from my seat and grabbed my notebook. Sidney walked with me to lunch, she sat next to me too, another guy named Randy sat next to us. They were talking about the massacre that happened two years ago, I had to act surprised.

"I dated a psychopath." Sidney chuckled nervously. I raised my eyebrows and dropped my grape. "Really?" I asked.

"Some guy Billy," Randy answered for her. I looked at him. "He was a mamas boy anyways," Randy told me before looking at Sidney again.

"Hey Sid, who's this?" A boy came up to the table and glared at me once. "This Taylor, she's new here. Taylor this is Mickey," Sidney smiled.

"Hi, Mickey." I smiled, his emerald green orbs peered into mine like he was trying to read my mind or something.

"Hi Taylor," he replied quietly, "I was just telling Taylor about what happened two years ago." Sidney told Mickey, Mickey sat down, his eyes lit up for a minute.

"Oooh yeah, Stu Macher and Billy Loomis." He said, grabbing a grape from Sidney and throwing it up in the air, catching it in his mouth.

"Nice!" I giggled as the grape landed into his mouth. He bowed with pride.

Sidney snapped her fingers. "There's a party next week Taylor, if you'd like to come?" Sidney asked.

Mickey hit her shoulder lightly. "Haven't you learned not to go to party's when there's a masked killer around?" Mickey asked with a smirk. Suddenly, I'm intrigued.

"Masked killer?" I asked.

"Yeah, Maureen Evans and her boyfriend were killed a movie theater, when she was stabbed, she crawled up onto the stage thing everyone started throwing popcorn at her." Mickey laughed, Sid looked sad. Are you sad because of your mother Sid? You'll be with her soon, Sid.

My question is, how did he know ALL of that? Screamed my head.

"Well, I should get going. I'll see you three later?" I asked, standing up with my books in my arms.

"Bye Taylor," Sidney waved at me.

"See ya," Randy shouted as I started to walk away. After school, I walked outside, a car pulled up in front of me. I saw Billy and Stu in it, I got in it quickly and billy started to drive.

"Did you find out anything we need to know?" Stu asked from the back as he licked a dum dum lollipop. "There's another killer going around," I told them.

But for real, how did Mickey know all of that? What, was he there? Was he there watching the movie or was he there killing the two? He must be not be a smart killer if he blows his cover in two seconds, he has to be the lead suspect.

"Do you have any idea on who it could be?" Billy asked with a hint of venom in his voice. I kept my eyes on the moss covered side walk instead of speaking. I don't know why I didn't say anything, but something inside me told me not to. "No, No I don't." I stammered. Billy clicked his tongue like he seemed un pleased, like I should've done more and that wasn't enough for him.

"What?" I asked billy sharply.

"Nothing," he said. But I didn't believe him from the coldness in his voice. I need out of this car, I've been sleeping in it, I've been doing everything in it, it's unhealthy.

I put my head against the seat. I let my body sink into the chair immediately after a few breaths, I felt distant and comfort, like I was floating.

This isn't fun. Why am I here? It's my fault I'm here, I'm a people pleaser. I have no reason to wanna kill Sidney, and help billy or Stu. I just have a fat crush on Billy and Stu is fun to be around. I swore that I would never love someone like this after my mom died.

I'm not supposed to be here. I don't know what someone did with the real Taylor because I am not me. I am a totally different person. But I can't blame anything on anyone because I did this to myself. I did. I'm not a monster, and I'm not a killer-well technically I am,- but I used to be a sweet vulnerable little girl.

I swore to myself I'd never fall in love, falling in love is weird. It's this icky feeling that I get in my stomach and this hot feeling I get in my cheeks, my pulse quickens and suddenly it's the only thing that I can hear.

It's stupid, it's not like I'm gonna get married, have kids, watch them grow up, and die with Billy.

Even if we did last a couple years together, there's always something that will pull us away from each other, and soon enough we'll forget all about each other, the end. The moral of the story is don't fall in love, it's stupid and a waste of time.

I was so lost in thought I didn't even feel the half dried tears on my cheeks.

The warm wet feeling on my face made me tense up, billy stared at me. "Are you okay?" He asked me.

"I'm fine." I said sharply. I felt his hand touch my thigh gently.

Here comes that warm feeling.