History repeats itself! (Stu Macher x reader)

What's your favorite scary movie?

Y/n POV

I sighed as I dried my hair with a towel, not really feeling like blow drying it.

It was now the next day, and I made my way to the kitchen where the boys were already eating their breakfast.

"Good morning, babe." Stu greeted me, kissing my head as I sat down next to him.

"Morning. What did you guys ask for?" I asked as I stared at the food in front of me.

"Some eggs, pancakes, bacon. I also ordered some hash browns, in case you wanted some." Billy answered as he ate his eggs.

"You are literally the best." I smiled as I grabbed a plate and started to serve myself. "I'm going to be going to the college in a couple of hours, if anything happens, I'll call you." I informed them, making them nod.

"Will do, princess." Stu smiled at me as I blushed a bit at the nickname.

Billy chuckled, shaking his head in amusement as he continued to eat his breakfast.

...

I walked into the cafeteria, looking around the tables and smiling when I saw Hallie and Derek sitting together.

I walked over to them, sitting down and greeting them. "Hey, guys." I smiled.

"Hey, Amity. You feeling okay?" Hallie asked me making me nod.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. But I should be the one asking that to Derek. Does your arm still hurt?" I asked him, gesturing to his bandaged arm.

"Just a little sore now. They gave me some painkillers to relieve the pain." He explained as I nodded in understanding.

Mickey soon came over and sat down next to me. I mentally groaned, but plastered a fake smile on my face as I looked at him.

"Derek, you think Sid will let me interview her for my documentary?" Mickey asked the boy making me scoff at him.

"Oh, yeah. Even if she turned down Crime Time Live, Twenty-Twenty and Date-Line. But for you, yeah." Hallie sarcastically said, scoffing at him.

"Besides, what makes you think she wants to talk about this stuff again? She's traumatized, Mickey." I told him, stealing his apple and biting into it.

"Drop it." Derek told the boy with a stern expression.

"I've been thinking about this whole murder thing. Have you checked out Randy?" Mickey asked us with a low voice so no one could listen in.

I rolled my eyes at him, leaning my head on the palm of my hand while my elbow rested on the table.

"What?" Derek exclaimed in disbelief.

"Are you serious? Randy?" I asked him, raising a brow at his accusation.

"I know he's an innocent victim first time around, but he's a little... off. You know what I'm saying?" Mickey asked, doing some weird movements with his hands.

Hallie sighed at him in annoyance. "Come on. Randy? The guy's harmless." She assured him as I nodded.

"Yeah. The poor guy couldn't win a fight against a 10 year old." I muttered, taking another bite out of the apple.

"Harmless? That's what they said about Dahmer." Mickey pointed out, leaning back in his chair.

"Guys, keep it down. Come on." Derek told us just as Sid took the seat that was in between Hallie and I. "What's up, Sid?" He greeted her.

"Hey, Sid." Hallie smiled at her.

"How's it going?" Mickey greeted her.

I just waved at her making her smile back at me. "Hey, guys." She greeted us.