Alive >> Jake Fitzgerald << Scream

Twenty-Nine.

Yo I haven't updated in like fifty years but I'm gonna update every day until Christmas so buckle up for the emotional trauma ✌ and has anyone else heard the rumour that one of the original four are gonna die in the season three premiere? LIKE I DONT WANT ANYBODY ELSE TO DIE! THEY ALREADY KILLED JAKE WASNT THAT BAD ENOUGH?! ...Anyway, I've yelled enough, enjoy the chapter my friends!

"Audrey needs our help."

Emma and I ran down the empty school hallway, we headed in the direction of Mr Branson's classroom, turning corner after corner, the both of us desperate to find Noah.

I looked over my shoulder to see Emma stopped behind me, she grasped her phone tightly in her hands and I immediately stopped running after taking one look at her.

"Why? What's up?"

"She called me a half hour ago. Before they took her into questioning. She texted me too."

"What did she say?"

"She needs us to get an SD card from her house, we have to destroy it."

"But we can't watch what's on it?" I looked at Emma's phone screen.

"I guess not..."

"Okay. Well, we should probably go save Noah from his impending doom first."

"Then break into Audrey's house."

"And destroy potential police evidence."

"Today is going to be... eventful." Emma sighed

"Tell me about it."

We turned another corner and soon enough we found ourselves outside Mr Branson's classroom, hesitantly I pressed my ear against the door to listen in but before I could the door swung open and I was knocked onto the ground.

"Were you eavesdropping?" Noah chuckled as he helped me to my feet.

"Only a little." I shrugged, "What happened in there?"

"Henry the fifth or Napoleon Dynamite."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"We talked scenes." Noah placed a hand on my shoulder, "And I gotta say Mr Branson so gets my deep-seated hero conflict!"

"Noah, you are such a nerd." I joked

"A lot of girls like that..." Noah mumbled

"Well Lydia is into the stereotypical highschool jock whilst I-" Emma smirked but was quickly cut off.

"Am into my brother."

"Touché."

"Look maybe Mr Branson's innocent, he may have a thing for some of his female students... but that doesn't make him a killer."

"You're right!" I rolled my eyes, "It makes him suspicious as fuck."

"I agree with Lydia." Emma shrugged, "And besides, the whole fake name thing just doesn't seem right."

"Well actually I got that covered. I asked Mr B to input his number into my phone, you know, in case I wanted to talk about monologues. I programmed a software into my phone that records his fingerprints."

"Noah! I could literally kiss you right now!" I quickly pulled him into a hug, which was a little difficult considering, similar to Jake, Noah was a whole head taller than me.

"Not that I wouldn't be okay with that, but I know someone who wouldn't be okay with that." He rambled

"Wait, so what does this mean?" Emma asked