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Around a year later :
Y/N's pov :
I yawned as i rubbed my eyes lazily, groaning Annoyingly by the sound of the alarm clock screwing inside my head,Fuck it..i groaned softly
"Get your lazy ass up,Class starts in an hour and a half, you don't want us to be late, do you?"Heather,my roomate said.while turning off the the clock alarm
"Mmm.." I groaned groggily instead,buring my face onto the soft pillow,it was a heavenly feeling..i want to sleep more.."five minutes..." I groaned, I've spent the night chit chatting with Sid.
"No more five minutes," she scoffed as she pulled the pillow away from my head..
"Heather!" I groaned Annoyingly...
She pulled away the curtains, Which made the sunlight shine down at my face,
I huffed in surrender, opening my eyes slowly,i looked up at the celling, sighing
"Morning, sleeping beauty.."
"Morning, heather..."
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In class,Drama class
I was sitting not so far away,but next to the window, lost in my own thoughts bubble
Of course,We did not survive the media's ,they stook up our ass..
It was just that two seniors from the college were found murdered in a movie theater, when the movie 'Stab' was public i guess, I've just known know,
The movie was telling our life story,and the Woodsboro Massacre directly..
Honestly the idea didn't appeal to me,gale's book's already enough..not a movie now.
I've hated how our trauma was taken advantage of,to gain money from.
It's been around a year since the Woodsboro Massacre.since my life turned upside down,
We used to receive prank calls from people imitating the Ghostface's voice using a voice changer,and this morning i did have,
But fortunately, we had a small device with which we could know the caller's name and phone number, in case for an Legal actions
