𝖐𝖓𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖆𝖙. || Tara Carpenter x Fem OC !!

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Apryl's POV:

it's 9:43pm, I was working the night shift at the convenience store.

I was taking this job to help chip in with the rent for me, Tara, Sam, and our roommate Quinn, but it was tiring with College at the same time. I sigh, rubbing my eyes as a few girls my age walk in, as they glare at me for a moment, before going away to pick their candy.

There have been rumors spread online about how me and Sam started the Woodsboro murders, and framed Richie and Amber! I hate it, I always vented to Tara about it, I'm glad I have an Amazing girlfriend like her.

The same girls come up to a counter, with a slushie and a few bags of candy. I scan their items, "that'll be 11.89." They hand me their money and snicker, as the take their items. Suddenly they take their slushie, and splash it on me, as I gasp, backing away as I hear them laugh.

"Murderer." They call out as they walk out of the convenience store, leaving me soaked and smelling like blue raspberry.

Being famous like this was no fun. Now I get things thrown at me and get called a murderer multiple times a week. I sigh, wiping off some of the slushie on my clothes, leaving my hand sticky, as I see the scar on my arm from Amber, making me bite the inside of my cheek. Whenever I saw scars from last year it would always give me flashbacks to the horrible things that happened. it sucks.

Luckily my shift was over. I take the company hat off as I take some paper towels to try and wipe out the excess of the slushie from my shirt, taking my jacket as I close up the shop, locking the doors as I walk out of the store.

I unlock the door, opening it slowly as I hang my jacket up.

"Thirty?" I hear Sam call out, "hey Sam." I say tired, as she peeks out of the living room. They started calling me Thirty because coincidentally, my birthday was on April 30th. Anika gave me the nickname when Quinn asked when my birthday was.

"You look exhausted." She says, walking up to me as her expression turns confused, "Why do you smell like blue raspberry?" I laugh softly, "blame the internet." Sam immediately knew, scoffing.

"Again? And they poured a slushie on you?" She asks annoyed as I nod, "Tara won't be happy." I laugh softly, as I walk over to the room I share with Tara.

I walk inside, as I see Tara laying down in the bed in some comfortable clothes. Her head raises as she smiles, "Hey Ry!" She says happily as she gets up from the bed, running over to hug me but I stop her. 

"yeah, don't- you'll get sticky." Her eyebrow raises, "What?" I laugh. "A slushie got poured on me." Tara's expression furrows, immediately realizing as well. "the internet I swear to fuck! people need to mind their own business." she raises her voice as I rub her shoulder, "its okay, I'll be fine. Let me just get changed and then we can cuddle, okay?" I say with a smile as her expression softens, "Alright.."

I smile, pecking her on the cheek quickly as I walk into the washroom. I take off my soaked shirt, wringing it out before tossing it into the laundry bin. I look at myself in the mirror, with my pants and bra on, as I look at all the scars I've gotten.

honestly, from time to time I feel proud to have them, being proud that I've gone through something, and survived it, but most of the time I feel insecure. I have a stab scar by my stomach, a smaller one on my back, followed with a faint scar under my eye, all from Amber in the hospital. One on my leg, and a bullet scar on my left arm, from Richie, that ugly bitch. And finally, a long scar on my right arm from none other then Amber Freeman, again.

I try and shake the thoughts away, as I put on a baggy T-shirt, and some sweatpants, as I walk out of the washroom, as I see Tara on her phone, her head dangling from the bedside, making me laugh softly. I walk over to her, looking at her as I kiss her lips while she's upside down, as we both giggle.

Suddenly I topple her onto the bed, tickling her in the process as she laughs out loud, trying to fight back against me. I finally stop as I lay in the bed with her, wrapping my arms around her waist, as I hug her close to me.

She grazes her fingers along the scar on my right arm, as she knows how insecure I am over it. She kisses me softly on the forehead. "I love you." She whispers as I nuzzle my head into her chest, "I love you too." I whisper back as we fall asleep.

I head off to Blackmore University, the university me and all the others go too. Me and Tara spot Mindy, Chad, and Anika sitting by a bench, as Mindy spots us, waving us over, as we walk to her.

"Hey you two!" She says as I smile, "Tar, Thirty." Anika waves, "Nik," I respond as I sit beside her, Tara standing by me. Me and my friends always gave each other nicknames, I liked to call Anika Nik or Nikki. A lot of the times people call me Thirty, thanks to Anika, but occasionally, Mindy, Sam, Tara, and Chad call me Ry, the nickname they used a lot back at Woodsboro.

Chad gets scooped up by Ethan, as he taps Chad on the head, "C'mon, we got class." He says as he runs into the building. "Welp, look's like class is starting, catch you guys later!" He runs after Ethan as we all split up to go to our classes.

I yawn softly as there's a few more minutes until the day is over. I feel my phone buzz, as I pull it out, seeing a text from Tara.

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My beautiful girl<3
Hey Ry:)
there's this Omega Kapa Beta frat party going on tonight, wanna come?
Mindy Anika Chad and Ethan are coming

You:
Uhhhh idkk
you know how I feel about frat parties- parties even
did you even ask Sam?

My beautiful girl<3
C'mon pleasee babyy?
We both know Sam wouldn't let me go for shit
BUT STILLLL
it's a Halloween party you can't say no

You:
Ughhh
FINE
only because I love you:/
but try not to get drunk
and I'm not dancing

My beautiful girl<3
YAYYY THAKN YOU I LOVE YOU

You:
love you too my lovee

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I sigh, as I put my phone into my pocket.

looks like I'm going to a frat party tonight.

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A/N: YAYY FIRST CHAP:3 I'm proud of myself for writing this from scratch if im honest- anywayy, hope this is entertaining!