"I love you guys, but you're not mine"
"We are yours, doll"
Joelle Rhodes moves away from Woodsboro after the murders. She goes to Windsor college with Randy. But what if the murders start again? Are the same killers from last year behind it or is t...
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"Who were you on the phone with, Joel?" asked Randy as the two walked outside. "My dad," Joelle replied as she saw Gale, Dewey and Joel already sitting in the grass. "Wait, doesn't he know anything about what's going on right now?" asked Randy in surprise. Joelle ignored him and sat down next to Dewey on the grass.
"Okay, let's assume the killer is trying to copy Woodsboro," Gale began before she was interrupted by her phone. "Yes? I have to call you back."
"That doesn't explain Joelle's attack," Dewey said. "Joelle wasn't murdered last year," Randy said as he looked at the brunette. "The killers are trying to finish the job completely."
"But Stu and Billy wanted me to live," Joelle said as she raised an eyebrow. "Exactly, that's why the killer wants to finish it off completely," Randy explained. "But you're under security, right?" asked Gale. Joelle nodded.
"What?" asked Gale when she was called again. "Tell Bob I'll call him back."
"When'd she started smoking?" Dewey asked the two friends. "Ever since those nude pictures on the internet," Randy replied. "It was just my head. It was Jennifer Aniston's body," Gale defended herself. Joel scoffed with a grin as he shook his head.
"Anyway you're forgetting something. In Woodsboro there were more victims before the homestretch," Gale told them. "Tatum, my cameraman, Himbry, Robyn-"
"Time out! I don't need to be hearing about a dead cameraman, all right?" Joel said anxiously. "Now, I'm warning you guys. I'm a verb away from vacatin' these premesises. I'm gonna get some coffee, donuts, Profac, see if I can find some crack, Special K- X, not Malcolm and I'll be back when you guys start talking about something a little more Saved By The Bell-Ish, all right?"
"He seems a little shaky," Dewey said as Joel walked away from the four. "Don't worry about him. If the killer is following a pattern, maybe we can figure out who's next," Gale stated. "I wouldn't follow a killer's patern," Dewey said. "Dewey's right. We were all involved in Woodsboro. Could be any of us," Joelle said with a sigh.
"So what do you wanna do, bonehead? Sit here wait for the next person to drop dead?" Gale asked as she glared at Dewey. "Well, I don't know, phonehead," Dewey said as Gale's phone rang again.
"Gale's not here!" Randy snapped as he had enough of the phone. Joelle saw the look on Randy's face change. Something had to be wrong.
"It's him," Randy whispered. "Who?" asked Dewey confused. "The killer, he can see us," Randy whispered. Joelle immediately looked around anxiously.
"Keep him on the phone," Dewey told Randy. "What do you want me to say?" hissed Randy. "Just talk to him," Dewey said as he and Gale looked for someone who was calling.
"Hi, so what's your favorite scary movie?" asked Randy as the two walked around. Joelle walked so close to Randy that she could hear the killer through the phone, "They'll never find me."
"What do you care? Let them have their fun," Randy said as he and Joelle looked around for suspicious people. "So, what's up?" asked Randy nervously. Joelle rolled her eyes at his stupid question. "What's your favorite scary movie?" the killer asked teasingly.
Joelle snatched the phone out of Randy's hands. "Mine is where I fucking survive two killers," Joelle snapped. "Very funny, but I don't think there will be a part two," the killer said mockingly. "Don't worry, you'll get credits," Joelle said when she saw a girl calling.
Joelle pushed the phone back into Randy's hands and ran to the girl. Joelle apologized when she heard a boy on the other end of the line.
Joelle walked back disappointed to Randy who was trying to guess the killer's favorite horror movie. Randy was almost knocked over by a boy playing football.
"Too slow, geek. Do you want to die?" the killer teased him. "Is that the best you can do? Because Billy and Stu were much more original, though I must grudgingly admit it," Randy snorted. Joelle gave him a little nudge as they walked on.
"Why are you even here, Randy? You'll never be the leading man," the killer said. "Fuck you!" shouted Randy. Couple of people looked over, but the two brunettes ignored them.
"No matter how hard you try you will never become the hero. And you'll never get the girl," the killer teased him. Randy snorted and looked at Joelle who had snatched a phone from a man but quickly gave it back.
"Why are you mimicking two loser dickhead high school students, huh? Stu was a pussy ass wet rag," Randy snapped. "And Billy Loomis. Billy Loomis, what the fuck! What a rat-looking homor repressed mama's boy!"
Joelle looked at him with wide eyes. She hoped the two boys didn't hear this. Because if this killer didn't kill Randy they would surely do.
"Here," Randy said as he ran to the news van when he saw someone suspicious.
"Why the fuck are you doing this?" asked Joelle as she looked around scared. Her guards had also disappeared out of nowhere. "To show that I can succeed at what I do," replied the killer.
"After I catch your friends, you're next, Joelle," the killer said with a teasing tone. "Speaking of your friends, where's your geek friend, Randy?"
"Shit," Joelle cursed as she hung up. "Where's Randy?" asked Dewey in a panic as he saw only the female brunette. "I have no idea," Joelle panicked.
"Joelle, think! Where was he last?" asked Gale stressed. "He-he went after someone who seemed suspicious at the news van," Joelle told him as the realization hit her. The three ran to the news van.
"What's going on?" asked Joel who was returning from the Dunkin Donuts. "Ey yo, who broke my window?"
Dewey threw open the van door. Gale screamed as she saw a stabbed Randy lying on the floor of the van. Joelle's mouth fell open as she saw Randy's body lying there. She quickly slapped a hand over her mouth as she began to sob.
Dewey pulled the two women away from the scene while Joel fainted.
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It eventually turned out that Randy was not the only one killed. Joelle's two bodyguards had also been found dead in their car.
After a long evening of police questioning, Joelle was finally allowed to return to her dorm. Hallie, with Derek, was still with Dewey for some questions.
Joelle turned on the light in her room and was startled when a figure sat on her bed. "Billy, what the fuck! You scared me," Joelle said tensely.
"I heard what happened," he said as he stood up and checked her for injuries. Joelle could no longer hold back her tears and fell into his arms as she began to cry. "He's gone, Billy. Dead, and it's my fault," Joelle sobbed.
"Ssh, relax. It's not your fault," Billy tried to reassure her. "Yes, it is. If I just stayed with him-" "You would have been dead too, Joel," Billy interrupted her as he looked at her. He looked into her brown eyes that were puffy from crying.
"Think about it, Joelle. He's not like us last year. He wants you dead," Billy explained. "What?" asked Joelle in surprise as she let go of him. "He's playing with you, Joel. He wants you to think he's the same as me and Stu, but no he isn't," Billy said as Joelle paced back and forth nervously.
"Are you sure?" asked Joelle as her voice was hoarse from crying. "Yeah, comes from a serial killer," Billy said with a chuckle. "Comes from my best friend," Joelle corrected him with a faint smile. He looked at her in surprise but smiled.
"Joelle, are you all right?" sounded Mickey's voice from the other side of the door. Joelle looked at Billy in panic.
"I'll be fine, I have my ways," Billy whispered. "Call me?" asked Joelle before Billy disappeared out the window. "Promise," he said with a smile.
He gave her a quick kiss on her forehead before disappearing.
