𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 || 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝟓

𝐓𝐄𝐍

It was Sidney Prescott.

The Sidney Prescott.

You couldn't believe she was here.

Well, Dewey had to die to get her here. That was the only way.

Your face fell as you looked at her, nothing but hate in your eyes. She was gonna pay for what she did.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a ding from your phone. You checked to see a new message from Amber.

Amber 💘:
"Time for act 3?"

You smirked.
You:
"You know it babe ;)"

You switched your phone off and hurried to Sam who was about to get in the elevator, to get to Taras room.

"Hey, uh, I gotta run" you said. "Amber wants me to help set up a 'memorial party' for Wes tonight. Tell Tara I hope she's okay" you started to slowly walk backwards towards the exit.

Sam nodded "Alright, no problem. And, I will"

You smiled, Sam returning the action, and waved her off as you left the building. You got in your car and drove off to Amber's to help her set up.

You pulled up outside her huge house, which was actually Stu Macher's house in '96, that's why you always insisted on staying over at hers, like, every weekend. You bought some red solo cups on the way here. You grabbed them, exited the car, and headed towards her front door.

You closed the door behind you once you entered. "Honey, I'm home" you shouted playfully, your voice echoing around the huge house.

She came out of the kitchen and smiled when she saw you. "Hey baby" she kissed you briefly on the lips. "Let's get this party set up" you wiggled your brows.

After a while, you had everything set up. There was a disco light, perfect neon colours lighting up the entire living room. You set up a stack of solo cups on the kitchen counter, packs of beer along with it. There was a banner saying 'For Wes' strung up along the kitchen. You had connected your phone to a speaker, and shuffled your 'party playlist' from Spotify. Amber sure knew how to throw a party.

Amber took a photo of the 'For Wes' banner and put the caption as "Party at my house, memorial for Wes Hicks, everyone is invited!" and she posted it on every social media platform she had.

You stood back, putting your hands on your hips, admiring your work. "Let's get this party started" you wiggled your brows at Amber, making her giggle.

-Timeskip-

A few hours had passed, and the house was full of people. The party music echoing off of the walls, the neon strobe lights blaring in every direction, chatter among people.

You walked into the kitchen, to see someone pouring a shot for Chad. He raised his shot in the air "To Wes!" he shouted, getting everyone's attention. "To Wes!" they chorused back, and everybody took a sip of their drink, or downed their shot, just like Chad.

You walked over to him and scoffed "Shots, really? This is supposed to be a memorial" you grabbed the empty shot glass out of his hand and placed it in the sink. Amber and Mindy walked over.

"Well this is how I mourn" he reasoned "and distract myself from the looming spectre of death" he used hand gestures for more effect. You arched a brow.

"Hey, we're low on beer" Mindy told you. "There's more in the basement, i'll go get some" Amber said, and walked away from you. You noticed Mindy narrowed her eyes at Amber as she walked away.