Scream Queens

Lawn Work

(Graces POV)

"I still don't understand how you guys could not hear me scream out loud in my room when you guys were all down here!" Chanel #2 screamed at us
as the police officers were upstairs checking the rooms.

"Look bitch we had no idea you were about to get killed up there. When we heard you scream I told the ladies that you probably just found out you were pregnant" Chanel #1 tells her.

"Does it look like I'm pregnant you asswipe!" Chanel #2 screams at her. Chanel #1 was about to answer the question when the paramedics came to take Chanel #2 to the hospital. Wow, was all I can think of.

As Chanel #2 was taken to the hospital, all the girls remained in the living room. Zayday elbowed me in the rib, causing my to flinch. "Ow what the hell was that for?" I ask. Jesus that hurts. "Oh nothing it was just to quiet in here." She replies.

  "Well ladies, there seems to be no one here now, we checked every room and every corner and window of the house. It seems like almost there was no killer in here to begin with." A detective announces as he is walking down the stairs, followed by three police officers.

"How is that possible? We clearly heard Chanel #2 about to get killed" Chanel #5 asks as she stands up crossing her arms against her chest.

"Isn't it obvious? She probably was trying to get some attention because she might be an attention whore." Chanel stands up and announces.

Oh my god "Are you serious?" I ask her, frowning.

"Yes I am serious, Chanel #2 always seemed like the type of girl to be jealous of someone as perfect as me, hence it is why she is #2 instead of #1" she smirks flipping her blonde hair behind her shoulder.

"Ok ladies, now that we know that Chanel #2 is obviously trying to gain attention, let me proudly announce, Hell Week has begun now. Everyone outside now." Smirking, she raises her head high.

"I mean it, now!" She screams. Everyone rushes outside as soon as the police leave.

"Ok guys, you all will be left underground here as part of a tradition here in Kappa Kappa Tau, well it isn't really but it is starting now" Chanel #3 yells at us as the pledges and I are buried neck deep in their backyard grass lawn.

Don't ask how we got here. Just don't, please don't.

"You bitches will be staying here tonight, while the chanels and I, go get some dinner at the White Stallions. Goodnight ladies" Chanel smiles and walks away with the shovel trailing behind her.

"I can't believe we are seriously doing this!" The Lesbian yells out loud, earning an echo from the distance.

"Who wants to sing some Taylor Swift?" The girl with the bow in her hair asks.

Groans are earned, including from me.

(Chanel Orbelin POV)

  I ended up ditching the Chanels so I can go see chad, call me a bitch but I don't care. He is my boyfriend and I love him. Making my way to his fraternity house, I knock on his room as soon as I am inside.

"Chad Open up, its me Chanel" I yell at him through the door.

"Oh uh hold on" he yells however I open the door anyways to see him pulling his pants up and a girl in his bed putting on her bra.

Oh hell no.

"What is this?!" I yell at him. I could feel my vein popping out on my forehead.

"Uh its not what it looks like" he says looking down.

Not what it looks like? What the hell does he mean not what it looks like!

My blood boiling, I yell at him furiously, "We are so done Chad!"

"Wait what?! What do you mean we are done? No one breaks up with me!" He yells at me as he puts on his shirt as the girl is sitting there on her phone.

"Well guess what baby, now you just got dumped!" I reply to him as I adjust my dress and march out the room.

I still can't believe he would do that! Growling I go back upstairs to see him fixing himself with a disbelief look plastered on his face as I walk past him and grab his bed with the girl on it and flips it over.

"What the fuck was that for!" They both yell in unison as Chad tries to help her up.

I simply walk out.

(Zayday POV)

  "I shake it off, shake it off oh oh oh!" the Taylor Swift fangirl continues to sing out loud. Jesus Christ someone needs to cut that bitch's tounge off before I do it myself.

As soon as she is done singing, I all of a sudden hear an engine start in the distance. What was that? "Guys what was that?" I ask nervously. Oh man oh man this doesn't feel right.

"I don't know, maybe it was just the wind" Grace replies.

"Man what is it with you white girls saying 'it was just the wind' obviously the wind doesn't make a noise that sounds like an engine trying to start." I reply dryly.

Then the noise comes back only this time it does not die out.

"There it is again" I yell out.

"Oh my lord are we going to die?" I start speaking rapidly.  Just then out of the corner of my eye, I look to the left, seeing that a lawn mower is heading our way with a red devil driving it.

"Oh my god someone help! Help! Help! Help me! Oh my god I'm too young and sexy to die!" I start screaming to the top of my lungs.

Everyone starts screaming to the top of their lungs except for the Taylor Swift fan, she does not seem to realize that we about to get our mother fucking head chopped off!

Oh lord I'm so sorry for the time I called my mom a stupid hobknocker and gave her a wetwellie when she didn't buy my Popeye's on my birthday.

"What the hell!" I hear Fake Taylor Swift yell however she is cut off as soon as the lawn mower goes over her.

Oh my god! Blood splatters all over my face and the other girls as we continue to scream, the lawn mover moving to reveal a headless girl in the ground. It then moves away.