It's your freshman year at Blackmore University. You try to leave your past behind but small things keep coming back to haunt you. You slowly become in the friend group with Tara, Mindy, Annika, Chad, Quinn, and Ethan. Oh, Ethan. He was the only per...
You walked out of econ by yourself, which seemed like something that never happens. That's because it doesn't. Even before y'all started dating, Ethan would always walk you out of class. You were about to put in your airpods until you heard a familiar voice call out your name. You turned to see Ethan and nudged his chest. "What the fuck? Where were you?" You asked while flaring your arms around. "I'm sorry," he said as he took your hand, and you couldn't help but blush. "There was a really long ass line." You noticed his hand was hot. Really hot. You look up to meet his eyes, than your eyes wandered upwards to his forehead. He was sweating. You reach to wipe his forehead, "You okay, E? It's cold as hell." You fix your jacket, somewhat resembling an elementary teacher.
"Hell isn't cold," he corrected, turning around to walk. You rolled your eyes at his wittiness and followed behind him. "Whatever." Your phone dinged and it was a text from Chad. "Sleep at my place tonight, we don't want anyone coming to the apartment." You muttered a "Why?" to yourself, that Ethan didn't seem to catch. He was busy smirking to himself. You texted Chad the same word you muttered aloud. He responded with, "Something happened, we just want to be safe." You quickly panicked and typed out, "Are you okay? Is everyone okay?" But he turned his phone on do not disturb and didn't see any of your messages. You turn to Ethan, "Guess I'm sleeping at your place tonight."
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In the morning you and Ethan walked back to your apartment. That place was crowded with ambulances, police, and detectives. You and Ethan snuck underneath the police tape. "Chad," Ethan says, noticing his not so pleased face. Chad gets up off of the door he was leaning on and slams Ethan into a nearby van. "Where were you?" He asks sternly. Ethan looks confused. "What? When?" "Last night!" Chad spits, slamming him once again. "What? I-I had econ you know this!" Ethan defends. "Bullshit man! You disappear, and my sister almost gets killed!" "Dude I was in a study hall with a hundred other people, you can ask any of them." Chad looks over to you and you nod your head at him. "Fuck man," he says, letting go of Ethan.
You slightly grew weary of Ethan, but it was nothing special. You were weary of everyone, the whole situation was scary. He was in the bathroom for forever. A part of you wanted to tell the group, but you didn't want Ethan to get in trouble.
Your eyes wandered to a body bag and tap Ethan on the shoulder to look. "Oh my god. Who-" "Anika and Quinn," Chad interrupts. "Mindy, I'm so sorry," Ethan starts, approaching Mindy wrapped up in her blanket in the ambulance next to Tara. "Step the fuck back," She spits, making Ethan do that exact thing. "You're at the top of my list." Ethan opens his mouth to speak, "I had econ!" Tara turns to you. "Y/n," she starts. "Yeah?" You respond. "Was he really at econ?" You nod, turning to face him. "Yeah we were there together." "Unless y'all are both ghostface," Mindy suggests. "What the fuck," you say, crossing your arms and walking away. You were a lot of things, but you were not ghostface.
Tears welled in your eyes, which you quickly wiped away, when it sunk in that Anika and Quinn were gone. They were your girls. You walked over to Sam, smoking a cigarette. "May I?" You ask her. She hands it to you and you take a drag. "Hey," Sam starts, turning to face you. "I know he's your boyfriend, but you can't protect him. If he does something weird or off, you tell us, okay?" You nodded, but it was a lie. You weren't sure if you would tell them. They already treated him so horribly, why give them another reason too? "Well I mean, what if we're both ghostface. I mean that's what Mindy thinks," you say rolling your eyes and handing the butt back to her. "She kind of has a point." She smiles. "She kind of doesn't. I just met Ethan a couple of months ago." She nods her head. "And I thought Amber and Richie weren't even acquaintances, let alone accomplices." She shakes her head and takes a drag. "And if what you say is true, it gives more reason to not trust him."
The two of you turn to see Detective Bailey sneaking underneath some police tape, crying. He was Quinn's father. Tara notices and walks towards y'all. "I'm really sorry about Quinn," she says to him with empathy. "Thank you," he says with voice cracks, struggling to keep composure. "Both my kids are gone," he says, wiping his tears before you got to even see them. "My whole family, is gone." He cries. "They took me off the case. But I'm not gonna stop until I find him. You fuck with my family, you die." He says, almost growling. His words felt extremely targeting. Did he think one of y'all were ghostface? "Agreed," Sam says.
Gale Weathers, who looked amazing for her age, ran up to the group. You've only ever seen her on TV. "Hey are you okay, I came as soon as I heard-" "Gale I swear to god," Sam interrupts, there was obviously some beef that you weren't aware of. "No- Truce, okay? I'm here for whatever you need!" She says, gesturing to herself, then the group. Gale and Sam just bicker at each other while you and Tara look at eachother. "Okay fine. Off the record, okay?" Gale offers.
After that the group made up and decided to listen to what Gale says. "You're the cop, right?" She asks, looking at Bailey. He nods in response. "I did some digging on your first two victims and I found something. I know where the masks are coming from." It's like everyone flipped a switch on Gale after that. Everyone looked shocked- but in a good kinda way- that she's already found stuff so soon. "Show me-" "Ladies," a blonde starts. The group seems to of known her but you didn't.
"Kirby?" Gale asks, shocked.
"Gale," Kirby says uninterested and knowing what was to come.
"She's with the FBI," Sam says.
"She's a child. When did they start letting children into the FBI?" Gale asks.
"I'm thirty," Kirby counters, annoyed.
"Well, you look like a zygote." Gale says and you can't help but laugh.
The group looks at you and you quickly apologize. "Hey, are you new?" Kirby asks. You nod. "Kirby." She says to you while holding out a hand. "Y/n." You say, shaking it. "Gale," Gale says to put herself in. You just smile at her. Kirby fwips her head towards Gale and says, "I have a gun, Gale." Gale shakes her head. "Okay fine. You're gonna wanna see this too." The group turns towards Chad, Ethan, and Mindy, gathered around the ambulance. "And they're coming with us too." Kirby says, sucking on her teeth.
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