Scream For Me (Scream fanfic)

Chapter two

Teachers scowled as they looked out on the new day with contempt and bitterness. There were news vans scattered about the parking lot and the surrounding streets. They had seen this happen one too many times in their lives to even be the slightest bit flattered that they would make such a big deal about their tiny town. News reporters just signified that they had lost someone else, and that they were bound to lose more people.

Terra Storms sprinted down the hallway to room 2155. The label on the door read "English office" in plain script and she didn't even bother knocking before she entered the room. She also ignored the fact that she probably shouldn't even had been at school yet, being that first hour did not start till seven thirty and it was only six. The door swung open swiftly and nearly hit the man trying to exit though it. She mumbled an apology before she ran to the back corner of the room where two men sat, her binders clutched in her arms and her blue eyes glinting with excitement. They both looked up at the junior and the younger of the two gave an exasperated smiled while the other frowned sternly.

"Picking for stories is still first come first serve right Mr. Storms?" She asked innocently, ignoring his frown.

"Yes."

"Can I have the one on the reappearance of the Woodsboro horror movie killer Ghostface?"

"Hey now, we don't know this is the same thing." Chirped the younger man.

"No it's him! Sidney was found gutted in her home and on the ground next to her was a cell phone that had an unsent text reading 'What's your favorite scary movie?' it's got to be him. Not only that, but he went after a girl named Sidney first! It is not a coincidence, and I know it. I bet he used her as a substitute since the real Sidney Prescott died in a car crash last month with the other two survivors that always sounded fishy to me too. How was it that the three people who had survived nearly being butchered to death more times than there was nudity in the remake of Friday the 13th just so happen to get in a horrible car crash with a drunk driver? But anyway this story is just too good to pass up. I can have it written and published before the edition goes out today."

"Wait a second Hon. Where'd you get all of that information?" the young man asked, throwing an arm around her shoulders.

"Yes where did you get that information?" Mr. Storms asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"I got an interview with mom; her being the police chief has its perks. She wants to have it published in every paper and on every news broadcast that they are taking the proper precautions and also that the students and families here need to do the same. She gave me the juicy details so that the message would come across loud and clear to all of us."

"If you wanted to have that published it would already have to have been written three hours ago and the printer reprogrammed with one or more articles bumped to make room for it. There's no way we can have that finished in an hour." Her father said sighing. He was not about to let his daughter's enthusiasm cloud his judgment. She turned his lap top towards him and pulled up his e-mail. She clicked around for a moment before presenting him with the new layout for the school paper. Front page was a picture of crime scene tape and a large heading directing them to large story that had clearly bumped four other articles. "What did you do?"

"I called up Cody, Tasha and Kevin and got their permission to bump their articles into the next addition on the condition I do their geometry homework for a week and Lacy came out with me this morning to get some shots before the other press could show up. Please please please don't be mad but I've already made the proper changes to the printer, it should be over halfway done by now." Her father groaned, but there was nothing he could really do about it now. "What are you doing here anyway Grey?" her boyfriend smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"I needed some extra help editing this piece before I sent it off to that publishing company I was trying to get into. Your dad offered to help." She smiled at the both of them and they went back to their prior discussion, but they could all feel the weight of a new death and a new murderer breathing death down their backs.