A Little Mad

Chater 8

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As you drove up the street to Stu's house you could already see dozens of kids with beer cans and cigarettes in their hands. 'Intimate gathering, Intimate friends' my ass.

You closed the car door and straightened your purple dress. It was sort of a costume party, and you decided to go as Daphne from Scooby Doo. Tatum handed you a bag full of food and started to walk up to the front door as Dewey's voice made her halt and turn around for a split second. "Alright, you girls have fun, not too much fun or I'll bust ya. Bye, (N/N). Just call for me if you need me, okay? I'll be right here."

You nodded, muttered a small 'thanks', and headed up to the entrance, Sidney and Tatum on either side of you. Tatum swung the door open and announced your arrival with a loud "Food is here people" which made a few kids erupt into cheers.

You calmly walked into the kitchen where you sat down the plastic bags of snacks and drinks while you watched Stu funneling beer into a boy's mouth.

"Oh, that's mature," Tatum rolled her eyes and started to unpack a few things.

"You guys were tardy for the party, so we started without you. Oh, my man," Stu cheered and slapped the boy on the back almost pridefully as he finished the bottle. You shook your head in amusement and made your way towards the living room.

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"How many 'Evil Dead?' One? Two? How many 'Hellraiser?'" Randy sounded as he pointed at a few kids who raised their hands, counting them while he held the tapes in his hand. Sidney raised an eyebrow and tilted her head in wonder. "The Fog, Terror Train, Prom Night. How come Jamie Lee Curtis is in all of these movies?"

"She's the Scream Queen," you muttered as you plopped a few popcorns into your mouth, munching on them. "With a set of lungs like that she should be. Yeah," Stu laughed and swung his arm around your shoulders. Your thoughts were interrupted when the doorbell rang. Stu immediately jumped up. "I'll get it. Hey Tate, grab another beer, would ya? There's beer in the garage," he pointed toward the hallway which made Tatum roll her eyes.

"What am I? The Beer Wench?" She mumbled in annoyance, and you put a hand on her shoulder. "I'll go get it, no worries." At that, Stu spun around and held your arm tightly. You wouldn't be surprised if you got a big red bruise afterward by how tightly he gripped it. "No! I mean- I need you to uh make sure Randy doesn't get too wasted. He already had quite a few beers. Stay here (N/N). Tatum's a big girl."

You nodded reluctantly and watched as Tatum strode down the basement. After a few seconds, Stu walked back into the living room excitedly. "You'll never believe who's here! It's that chic from Top Story!"

Gale walked in and you watched as Sidney's eyes hardened in what you thought was hate. A few girls and boys immediately surrounded the fame-seeking reporter, bombarding her with compliments.

You rolled your eyes but did not notice as Gale slipped in a secret camera behind the VCR to monitor the party from the van outside the house.

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"Happy Curfew!" Stu cheered as you walked up behind him. "Do you know where Tatum is? I don't think she ever came back from the basement or at least I didn't see-" You jumped up in fear as Billy yelled a loud 'Boo' scaring you to death.