A year ago Woodsboro resident Maureen Prescott was brutally murdered, now Katherine must go through all the pain and heartbreak again as it seems history is going to repeat itself.
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"How does it feel to almost be brutally murdered?"
"I don't know...
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Getting off the bus with Sidney, I sighed, knowing I'd have to talk or see Tatum.
I didn't know if Stu had made things better with her or not since yesterday, but I knew I would find out soon enough. Yes, I wanted Stu to myself now but not by stealing him from under another girl.
I'd already had an earful from Sidney since she had found out about my fight with her best friend, whining about I shouldn't have provoked Tatum, and I definitely know I shouldn't have hit her as much or as hard as I had, but Sidney didn't even want to listen to my side of the story.
Apparently, Tatum had called Sidney as soon as she got home to tell my sister all about what happened at practice, and then Sidney had barged her way into my room shouting like that was going to help anything.
It's not like I would listen to her anyway.
"Right, if you see Tatum, just apologize," Sidney told me as she held onto my arm as we evaded the media again.
"what?" I asked rhetorically as I turned to Sidney, pissed off. I wasn't going to apologize for what happened, and if Sidney thought she could make me, then she's more stupid than I thought.
"You're not my mother, Sidney, so back off," I growled at her as we walked up to the front entrance where Tatum stood with her arms crossed and poorly applied cover-up,
I tried to fight the smirk that was dying to appear, but I just wasn't strong enough.
The three of us stood silently, looking at each other as the other students whispered around us. Obviously, someone from the squad had loose lips. "Stu and I talked," Tatum started as I stepped closer to her.
"Yeah? Good for you," I mumbled, walking into school with her following me determinedly,
I tensed as I felt her grab my arm and turned with a snarl. "Don't make this round two T because you won't win," I told her honestly as she dropped my arm quickly.
"I'm not, trust me," she whispered, pouting as she touched her face acting as if I had done worse damage than I actually had.
"trust you, Tate? I don't think you've given me grounds to trust you, sweetheart," I hissed as she flinched but didn't move away from me.
"Listen, I'm Sidney's best friend, and you're her sister-" Tatum began, but I interrupted her.
"-Good observation," I cut in as Tatum glared at me crossing her arms with a scowl. My hand twitched at the look on her face and her attitude, but I did nothing.
"What I'm saying is, you stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours."
I breathed a laugh and gave her a half-smile. "So just pretend the other doesn't exist when we hang out in the same group, cheer on the same team?" Tatum nodded slowly, obviously hearing how stupid that was.
