Sweet but Psycho - Scream

twenty-one.

𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝖔𝖓𝖊.

"Just know that if you hide,
it doesn't go away"
—little dark age
MGMT

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"Sean, I swear you're the biggest pain in my ass," groaning out, the female made her way over to the door that continued to be hit by her boyfriend who was on the other side. She had been annoyed by the constant knocking though he wasn't stepping inside himself. Evidently, he still was on his kick of wanting a girl to be chivalrous too, "I swear, you're not getting any tonight after this."

The blonde girl opened up the door and was quick to scream in terror. In front of her was a nightmare of a scene. Her boyfriend was quite literally gutted from the inside out. She stumbled back in fright, falling onto her butt. She tried to push herself away from the scene until she seemed to run into a wall that definitely was not where it was supposed to be. Gulping, she tilted her head upwards to see the ghostface mask peering down at her. Looking at her like she was pray, another scream went to escape past her lips when she was stopped from the action. The knife plunged into her throat. Blood was quick to fall out that it was no use as she tried to hold her throat to stop it all. A terrified look stayed frozen on her face while she fell to the ground.

Black boots of the killer stepped around the dying girl before heading over to the desk in the corner. Pulling open each of the drawers until their eyes landed on the thing they were looking for. Woodsboro High '97 was printed across the book that the killer pulled out. Their gloved fingers flipping through the yearbook until they came across the seniors' pictures. Looking through the different portraits until they made it to the 'P' section where their blood began to boil at the sight of Sidney Prescott. Not paying attention to the girl with the same last name next to Sidney until the masked person tilted their head. Doing a double take at the name.

Josie Prescott.

A pretty smile on a pretty face. Though the picture was black and white, the eyes seemed to hold a mischievous glint in them. Flipping from the front to the back pages, the killer scanned over the different signatures and messages.

Have a fun summer! Maybe I'll see you around if you ever venture out to the East Coast.
Much love,
Josie P.

Slamming the book closed, the killer tucked it under their arm before walking towards the door to leave. Stepping over the blonde girl and her bloody puddle that pooled out around her body. Not sparing a look as they left the murder scene with more than one thing on their mind.

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"Maddie, this study guide is absolute ass," Josie complained, slamming her pencil down onto the table. The girl turned to look at her roommate who let out a small sigh. That having been Josie's fifth time commenting on the horrible study guide the professor put together for their spring final exam.

"You're complaining to me as if I can magically make it better, Jo. Professor Graham is the one who teaches the course. I'm just a student who sits there just like you and listens to him talk about all his life issues instead of the actual course work," Maddie said, looking up from her textbook.

"For a school on the East Coast who seems to have a good rep for education, they sure pick the worst fucking people to teach," Josie commented. She stood up from the table in the dorm study room, "At this rate I might as well just drop out and throw myself into work. I swear, the diner I used to work at is looking a hell of a lot better than this stupid class."