You went to Woodsboro High-school, but lived right outside of town. Your boyfriend, Stu Macher had recently broken up with you, and well..you were just known as the ex. You couldn't move on, especially after how much he meant to you.
To make it worse, you were Tatum's friend. And to make it even worse, you were friends with Casey as well. So people thought you were a little weird for that, but Stu was just the male version of a homie hopper, literally. In elementary you three were like peas in a pod.
Well until 8th grade hit. Popularity got to Tatum's head, and soon Casey followed. But Casey wasn't as bad as Tatum, you guys remained friends. However Tatum made it a goal to ignore you. Since you were apparently dorky. Literally, that same word slipped out her mouth.
It was that party of the year, the party Stu threw everytime his parents left for work trips. And you unluckily got sucked into it, as long as the death of your friend Casey, which still shivered you to your core. Those memories made you feel dizzy. Little did you know this was a disaster waiting to happen.
Y/n L/n, a student at Woodsboro High School for 2 years, was in a friend group of 6 and was just an average student. That was until things began to change when a massacre came around killing not one but many people Y/n knew, including her closest. 2 boys, in the friend group of 6, Stu Macher and Billy Loomis go around stabbing lives apart because of revenge, for fun, and...Y/n??
Wait...but she's not on the list, nobody hates her, she didn't do anything wrong. What's the issue?- "I'll tell you what's been on my mind for the past 2 fucking years...unfairness, irresistibility from that imitation of a smile you shoot at me every fucking day that kills me mentally, the way you are in general- WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN?! I'VE BEEN WAITING AND YOU'VE NOTICED ME DURING THOSE 2 FUCKING YEARS!!"
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