POV: You're Ghostface | Scream 2 (1997)

Omega Beta Zeta

We had perfectly planned out this murder. There was a party elsewhere, and while I take care of Cici, Mickey would claim that we were shopping for food together.

Me and Nancy huddled in the bushes towards the side of Obega Beta Zeta, me in the costume, Mrs Loomis in her regular attire.

"Hello?" Mrs Loomis spoke, the voice changer distoring her voice.

"Yes?" The girl replied.

"Who is this?" Mrs Loomis asked.

"Cici. Who is this?" The girl blatantly replied.

"Who do you think?" Nancy enquired.

"Ted?" The blonde guessed. "Where are you? Are you drinking?" I could hear the worry in her voice, although she was worried for the wrong reason. "God, hold on."

We were put on hold and I turned to Mrs Loomis, while she shook her head. Holding the part of the phone that you speak into, she whispered to me, "Wait for the signal. Trust me, Y/N."

Finally, a beep announced we were back. "Okay Ted, you sound loaded. What's up?"

"Who's Ted?"

"Oh." I suddenly got excited, until she continued. "I'm sorry, my bad. I thought you were someone else."

"That's okay. I am."

"Who are you calling for? Nobody's here." Cici asked.

"Where is everybody?"

Cici continued to give us random details about the party, which almost bored me to death.

"Why aren't you there?"

"I'm the sober sister. I need to be here in case a drunk sister calls and needs a ride." She explained, which was admitedly kinda sweet.

"Thats too bad."

"Drink with your brain. That's their motto." She explained, bored. "Who are you calling for?"

"What if I said, you?"

A split second of silence is what we were met with.

"What if I said goodbye?" She asked.

"Why would you wanna do that?"

"Why do you always answer a question with a question?" She asked, her voice edged with suspisciom. Only took her two minutes.

"Im inquisitve." Nancy replied smartly.

"Yeah, and I'm impatient. Look, do you wanna leave a message for someone?" Cici asked quickly.

"Do you wanna die tonight, Cici?" Nancy asked, before hanging up.

We sat together in silence for a moment, until we were greeted by the noise of the front door opening and footsteps, and Cici's faint voice. We heard her voice get fainter, but no noise of the door closing, thankfully.

I ran in, quickly. As I entered the house, I heard the phone ring.

"Omega Beta Zeta." The random girl spoke. "Mhmm, who's calling? Its your ill-conceieved boyfriend." Then I heard footsteps and decided that it was my time to strike.

As the new girl continued talking to Cici, I made my way back down the stairs as stealthily as possible, and ran straight towards the pair.

Cici stood there in a fright, staring and screaming as I plunged my knife into the other girls back. The girl made an awkward movement, and I still held my knife, allowing her to fall to the ground as I tooked the knifenout and quickly stabbed her a few more times.

Knife in hand, I flicked it around my thumb and admired the girl below me, before I slowly looked up to see the blonde still staring at me. "Boo!" I laughed with the voice modulatornon, before I leaped at Cici, only to be met with a flower pot to the head. I took a second to recover before I continued after her, up the stairs.

She stopped at the top of the first flight and threw another pot at me, which I managed to push away, and she continued her sprint. She ended up running into another flight of stairs which I followed closely behind. She managed to wheel a random bike towards me which confused me more than anything, but I still managed to catch up to her as she ran towards a balcony.

When I caught up, I grabbed her by the back and threw against a wall, and another, before I held her up by the throat, slightly choking her. I plunged the knife into her gut and pushed it in as far as I could, the entire blade almost in. With as much strength as I could muster, I twisted the knife and eventually took it out as a scream erupted, as did a wave of blood.

I watched as she looked up at me, life fading from her eyes as blood left her body. She slumped down to the floor and eventually her eyes became glassy and she did not move at all, and I wiped the knife, smirking.

Time to party.