Scream Queens

Swear To Secrecy Idiots

(Pic of The Deceased Jennifer )

(Grace's POV)

Looking at Jennifer laying on the floor dead with her face burned off had to be the most terrifying college experience any sorority girl has ever seen. This is so horrible.

"Oh my god she is dead!" Chanel turns around to yell at us.

"Well of course she is dead you just burned her face off!" Zayday and Chanel #5 scream at her in unison.

"You don't die from getting your face burned off!" Chanel screams back with a worried look plastered on her face.

"Yes you do" Chanel #2 replies back and crossing her arms over her chest. That is it I can't do this. I move away from the group.

I hear Chanel yell at me "Where do you think your going?!" Is she fucking stupid?

"Uh to get the cops there is a dead student laying in your kitchen with her face burned off!" I turn around to meet her eyes.

"She knew the risks of being a pledge is, she should have seen it coming!" Are you kidding me

"I'm getting the authorities Chanel whether you like it or not" I say with venom dripping from my voice.

"Fine you do that I'll be sure to tell the cops that you were the one that burned candle eater's face off" she replies back narrowing her eyes at me with the girls behind her.

"You wouldn't" I reply

"Don't test me pledge, ladies if I promise to get you all seriously gorgeous, amazing rich boyfriends by the end of the school year,  will you take my side?" She turns around expecting hands to raise up.

No one raised their hand. Growling and sighing, she looks to the side and says

"I promise I will take you all to my next trip to the Caribbean next summer on a private jet with Zac Efron" then hands shoot up. All except Chanel #2, and Zayday.

"You all are some basic bitches" Zayday tells the rest of the girls.

Realizing I'm nearly on my own, I glare daggers at Chanel. "You are a sick, evil bitch Chanel"

I whisper threateningly. "Maybe, but I am rich and pretty and of course popular, I mean why do you think Chad Radwell is in love with me" she says fluttering her eyelashes.

Oh brother. "I don't know maybe he is only using you for a bootycall" Zayday announces crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow while smirking.

I hear chuckling in the background.

"Enough! Zayday I ought of watch your mouth or else I promise to you, you will be laying right next to Jennifer on the ground soon. Now help me hide the body!" she yells out loud, causing everyone to jump.

(Chanel #3 POV)

How in the hell does Chanel expect all of us to keep this a secret?! I'm mentally freaking out right now.

Yes I agreed to keep it a secret through bribery, I'm not that stupid to realize that, but I realized that this is murder we are trying to hide people from knowing!

  "Chanel are you sure this is a good idea, we can just turn the body in anonymous and say that it was simply an accident. " I ask her quietly as we are making our way to Chanel's private meat freezer.

"#3 I don't think you realize that our reputations in the school are at stake here, I wanna be a newscaster and it is not going to help with the fact that we burnt a girls face off!"

She whispers yells at me since the pledges and chanels and I are outside.

"You mean you did?" I reply raising an eyebrow. "Ugh whatever" she sighs flipping me off. We finally arrive at the freezer and unwrap the body from the duvet.

I feel so shitty and grossed out for doing this. We have the pledges lift her up from the wagon we pulled her in and place her in the middle.

"Alright ladies, we all share something so secretive, so sisterly-"

"A felony?" Chanel #5 questions.

"No idiot. A secret, and if any of you try to talk to the police, or even tell this to somebody else, I will make sure that your dumbass is laying right there..right next to Jennifer"

All the pledges look beyond terrified. I am too to be quite honest.

"Now who wants cocktails" the pledges except for Zayday and Grace say I and we are all heading off back to the sorority.

(Chanel #5 POV)

If chanel really thinks we will be able to handle all of this and keep it a secret, she better honestly fucking pray to the lord. Quite frankly I know for a fact one of these sluts is bound to tell someone.

My bet is on honestly Grace the big mouthed pledge. She is bound to ruin our reputation.

Walking back to our sorority house was awkward and uncomfortable to say the very least. No one dared to even question what we were going to do next, I think realization dawned on us that night that we are hiding a murder, and we may have to hide it for the rest of our lives.

Whether we like it or not.

If Chanel Orbelin had a heart, she would realize that this is 50 shades of fucked up.

But she doesn't, so we will have to hide this. Let's just hope we will still be having cocktails tonight because I am craving one.

--Morning time--

(Chanel Orbelin POV)

"Good morning sluts!" I announce out loud as I make my way to the kitchen where the rest of the Chanels are.

The pledges had to go back to there dorms last night. God only knows how filthy those places are.

Just the thought of it is more disgusting than Jennifer's face getting burnt off.

I am not going to let that girl's death get in the way of this sorority's future. Whether the girls like it or not they are taking this to their graves.

"Good morning Chanel" Chanel #3 says. The other chanels look down at their breakfast, not muttering a single word. Oh no, they better not be thinking about last night.

"Ok ladies, tonight we will be doing the first hell week event for the pledges. I want you girls to bury the girls up to their necks, in the backyard. They will be staying there all night until 6 in the morning. Is that clear?" I ask sternly.

"Yes Chanel" they reply. "Everyone get ready, I'm going to treat us with some fine cocktails so we can talk shit about some girls in our classes"