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Jennifer picked the ringing phone up from the receiver and put it to her ear.
"Hello?" she answered.
No response.
"Hellooooo?" she said.
Still no response.
"Anyone there?"
Nothing.
Jennifer sighed and hung the phone back up, moving her hands to her waist to remove the towel wrapped around her waist and use it to lightly pat dry her dripping wet skin on her arms and legs and quickly dried her long blood-red hair as she walked back out to the backyard, where Daniel and Marty were splashing and giggling away in the pool.
"Who was that?" Jennifer's friend Heather asked lazily as she laid stretched back in her lawn chair by the pool, soaking in the last of the rays from the orange sun.
"I don't know," Jennifer answered as she dropped her towel and sat in the lawn chair beside Heather, "Whoever it was, they didn't say anything."
"That's weird," Heather muttered, scratching her blonde head, "That's the second time today that's happened."
"That is weird." Jennifer affirmed as she laid back in the chair and stretched out her arms above her head. At the same time, Heather was typing away on her cell phone.
"Who are you texting?" Jennifer asked.
"My dad," Heather answered, "he likes me to keep in contact with him when he's out of town."
In the pool, Daniel had Marty pinned against wall of the pool and started kissing him on the lips.
"Get a room you two!" Heather catcalled at them with a sip from her glass.
Daniel gave Heather the finger while continued kissing Marty.
"Actually," Marty said, slipping out from Daniel's grasp and pulling himself out of the pool, "I do have to get home. It's getting dark and my parents don't like me staying out at night."
"Fine," Daniel sighed, pulling himself up out of the pool, "Let me drive you."
"Okay babe." Marty said with a smile as Daniel wrapped a towel around Marty's lean body and walked him into the house.
"Ugh," Heather groaned, "They're so disgustingly sweet."
"Someone's jealous." Jennifer tittered in a sing-song voice.
"Damn straight." Heather muttered into her glass before finishing off her screwdriver in one final swig. She then started to stand, almost falling over as she got to her feet. "I'm gonna get another refill." she said. "You want one?" she asked, shaking her empty glass.
"No thanks," Jennifer answered.
"Suit yourself." Heather said with a shrug as she staggered back into the house.
After a minute, Jennifer followed suit and walked back into the house.
"Change your mind?" Heather asked with a sly grin as she stirred the vodka into her orange juice with her finger.
"Sorry, but nope," Jennifer said, "I just have to go to the bathroom."
"Okay then." Heather responded with a shrug and a sip of her drink.
Jennifer continued to walk out of the kitchen and into the living room, where Daniel and Marty were finishing pullings all their clothes back on and were on their way out the door.
"Bye you two." she said to them, waving.
"Bye Jenny." Daniel said back while he and Marty went out the door hand in hand. Before Marty disappeared through the doorway, he blew a big kiss at Jennifer and waved goodbye, slamming the door shut behind him.
Jennifer continued up the stairs and walked halfway down the hall into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. After she was done with her business, she washed her hands in the sink, drying her hands with a clean white hand towel. As she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she saw dark wet blotches ringed around her eyes.
"Oh shit," she groaned quietly to herself, "I forgot to wash my make-up off before I got in the pool!"
She ran the water again and washed the runny make-up clean from her face, patting it dry with the towel. After she was done, she walked back down the stairs and out into the backyard, where Heather was laying once again in her chair, texting away on her phone and drinking her screwdriver.
Jennifer sat on the edge of the pool and lowered herself in, wading around through the cool water.
"AAAHH!" she shrieked as she felt something grab onto her leg and tug her body down.
Popping up through the water just in front of Jennifer was the shaven head of her boyfriend, Tyler
"Hey girl." he said, his lips spread across his face in a white toothy grin.
"Geez, Tyler!" Jennifer gasped, "You scared the shit out of me!"
"Aw, I'm sorry baby," he said, chuckling slightly under his breath, wrapping his big arms around her waist and pulling her closer to him.
"Wait, what just happened?" Heather said, her attention now finally being diverted away from her cell phone.
"Tyler just scared the crap out of me!" Jennifer called out to Heather over Tyler's shoulder.
"Ha ha!" Heather laughed boisterously, "Good one bro!"
"Thanks sis!" Tyler said back.
"I thought you were staying at your buddy Jay's tonight." Jennifer said as she draped her arms around his neck.
"I was, but I thought, why in the hell would I pass up the opportunity to spend the night in my house with my girl there?"
"Hmm, good point." Jennifer said.
"Very good point." Tyler agreed, a smug grin on his face. He then pulled her up against his chest and kissed her softly on her lips.
"Urgh! First Daniel and Marty, then you two?" Heather groaned, throwing her hands up to emphasize her frustration. She then gulped down the remainder of her drink in one giant swig, then stood from her chair. As she got up, her body swayed so bad it seemed like she was about to fall over on her face.
"Woah, are you okay?" Jennifer exclaimed as she broke away from Tyler's kiss.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine," Heather said, her voice slurring, "I'm just a little tipsy. I'll just, uh, go sleep this off." She continued to try and walk towards the house, but she only made it about three steps before she keeled over, falling to the ground on her hands and knees. Her back arched up as she began heaving. Her mouth gaped open and a stream of chunky bile spilled over her tongue all over the concrete, some of it getting caught in her wavy blonde locks.
"Oh shit." Tyler groaned, half in disgust, half in disappointment. "I'll go put her in her room." he said to Jennifer before pulling himself up out of the pool and walking towards his intoxicated sister. He draped a nearby towel over her shoulders and pulled her to her feet and walked her inside.
Jennifer swam over to the shallow end to walk up the steps out of the pool. She dried herself off with a towel, then draped it over her shoulder before walking back inside. As she entered, Tyler came back down the stairs.
"Heather is now cleaned up and in bed sound asleep," Tyler said, walking over to the fridge to grab a bottle of water, "I put a trash can by her bed so she got somethin' to barf in."
"She sleeping on her side?" Jennifer asked.
"Yessir."
"Good boy." she purred.
Tyler gave a light chuckle before turning the bottle up and taking a heavy drink. While Tyler guzzled the cold water, Jennifer took the opportunity to ogle Tyler's bare muscular torso, beads of pool water rolling down his dark brown skin.
"See somethin' you like?" he asked coyly, his smug once again on his face.
"Mmm, maybe." Jennifer answered, walking up closer towards him. Tyler cocked an eyebrow as her hips moved sensually with each step. His mouth was watering at the sight of her; she looked especially delectable with her damp bangs matted to her forehead, dressed in nothing more than a dark blue bikini revealing nearly every inch of her peach-colored flesh.
His hands went to her hips to pull her closer to him. His lips parted expectantly as her body pressed against his chest. Her own mouth parted open as he inched his face closer to hers. In a blink, Jennifer pecked him on the cheek and pulled the towel that was on her shoulder over his head, using the corner to wipe the trail of saliva running from the corner of his mouth.
"You're drooling." she giggled, pushing herself out of his hold.
Tyler laughed back half-heartedly and quickly dried himself off with the towel as he followed Jennifer into the living room, setting his water on the kitchen counter on his way out. Once they made it in, Tyler sat back on the couch, his arms stretched across the back of the couch, while Jennifer perused the shelves of DVDs.
"Hmm," Jennifer pondered to herself as she examined her options, "What to watch, what to watch."
"I'm good with what I'm watchin' right now." Tyler remarked as Jennifer was bent over slightly.
"Take a picture," Jennifer tittered, shaking her rump back and forth, "It'll last longer."
Tyler held his thumb and forefinger in front of his right eye and said, "Click click." curling his forefinger with each 'click' like he was capturing an imaginary photograph.
After a couple minutes of searching, Jennifer finally picked a movie. She took the disc out from its case, popped it into the DVD player, and hit PLAY before joining Tyler on the sofa. As the movie began, Tyler wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer so she was against his ribs.
"So what movie did you pick?" he asked.
Jennifer giggled and took his hand draped around her and kissed his fingers. "You'll see."
From the speakers came the sound of a telephone ringing, then came the sound of a woman's scream. On the screen appeared the movie's title, SCREAM, appearing in large white bold letters.
"Aww, baby," Tyler groaned, "'Scream' again?"
"What?" she said innocently, watching the TV. "It's my favorite," she said with a big smile on her face, "After all, I was birthed to this movie, so it has a sort of significance for me."
"What?" Tyler said, looking down on her with a perplexed look on his face, "You were birthed to this movie?"
"He he, yeah," Jennifer chuckled, "My parents went to see the movie in theaters at the premiere. M mom was, like, eight-and-a-half months pregnant with me, and mom said she got so scared when Drew Barrymore was gutted that her water broke right then and there! They couldn't get her to the hospital, so I had to be delivered right there in the theater."
"Damn, that's sick."
"You bet," Jennifer said, almost proudly, "My mom was watching the movie the entire birthing process; it was the only thing she had to take her mind off the pain."
Tyler shook his head as he gave a disturbed laugh. "That's fuckin' sick girl."
Jennifer giggled at her boyfriend's disgust and snuggled against his side, her arms wrapped around his waist as they both continued to watch the remainder of the movie.
Once it was over, she clicked the TV off with the remote.
"So, what d'you wanta do now?" Tyler asked, looking down at Jennifer with one eyebrow raised, the corner of his mouth turned up in a smug half-grin.
Jennifer answered by cupping his face in her hands and kissing him softly on the lips. She broke off to take a breath before kissing him again, a little more urgently this time. As she did, she threw her leg over his lap so she could straddle him, her rear seated directly on his groin, grinding against his hardness as she kissed him even harder. Tyler responded by gripping the back of her head in one hand and holding the small of her back in the other, pressing her even closer against him. She pressed her mouth harder against his, and he pushed his tongue into her mouth. As he did, his hand on her back slid down her bikini, massaging the soft flesh underneath, eliciting a light moan to escape her throat. He then broke free from her intense kiss.
"God I love you!" he panted, breathless.
Jennifer found herself panting as well. She rubbed her finger across Tyler's lower lip, her eyes looking deep into his. In response, he extended his tongue to taste her, the silver ball pierced in his tongue caressing her fingertip.
"Let's go to bed." she breathed.
Tyler didn't wait a second; in a flash, he had his girl scooped up in his arm and was carrying her up the stairs to his bedroom, like a groom carries his bride across the threshold. He pushed the door open with his foot, kicking it shut behind him.
He carried over to his bed, carefully dropping her onto the mattress, then crawled on top of her, his body crushing hers into the mattress. She grabbed his head and slammed his mouth against her own. As Tyler snaked his hot tongue down her throat, he tugged her left leg up, draping it around his waist. He started to bring up her other leg, but Jennifer was more than happy to wrap her leg around him. She pushed her legs against his rear, causing his groin to press against just the right spot in her. A hard moan sounded in her throat. This only encouraged Tyler. He pulled her legs even tighter around him and dry-humped his groin against hers. Tyler's mouth moved from Jennifer's to the nape of her neck to lick and bite the sensitive skin there. It wasn't long before she was soaked all over again, only this time it wasn't from the water.
As Tyler was biting at her collarbone, she could see a camcorder laying on the floor beside the bed.
"When did you get a camera?" she asked, her voice shaking.
Tyler turned his eyes to the floor where the camera was sitting, keeping his mouth on the inside of her clavicle.
"Got it for my birthday." he muttered, his lips still pressed against her soft flesh.
"How about we put it to good use?" she proposed, a slight crooked grin on her face.
Tyler then raised his head to stare at her in awe. "Baby," he moaned, "you are fuckin' amazing."
He then reached over and picked the camera up from the floor and turned it on, standing on his knees, Jennifer's legs still wrapped around him, hovering over her with the lens aimed down on her face.
"So Jennifer," he said, imitating a professional interviewer, "We've been informed you like scary movies."
"Mmm, maybe." she answered, giggling slightly up at the camera.
"So tell us, what's your favorite scary movie?"
Jennifer gave a humored laugh, then snatched the camcorder out of Tyler's hand and flipped them both over so that he was laying on his back and she was straddling him, pointing the camera down at him.
"Well, what is your favorite scary movie Tyler?" she asked, doing a very poor impersonation of Ghostface's voice.
"I don't really like scary movies." he answered with a shrug, chuckling at Jennifer's impersonation attempt. "But I do enjoy a good skin flick every now and then." he said with a wink and grin, his hands rubbing Jennifer's hips.
Jennifer chuckled and set the camera on top of the dresser by the bed, aiming the lens towards the bed. She bent down to kiss Tyler on the mouth. In the middle of the kiss, he flipped them both back over so that he was on top again, and they continued from where they had left off, with Tyler's lavishing her neck with his tongue and his groin rubbing her in all the right ways.
"I want you." she whimpered in his ear.
Tyler responded by slipping his hands under her back. Jennifer compliantly arched her back up, allowing him to untie her bikini and pull it off her. He kissed her once on the mouth, then proceeded to kiss her neck and lick the sweat off the skin between her breasts. The tip of his tongue trailed down her stomach, making her body quiver. As his tongue ring swirled around in her stomach, his fingers hooked into her bikini bottoms and pulled them down and off her long legs, tossing them aside. He started pushing her knees apart, spreading her legs wide open. His tongue traveled farther and farther down, then he used his piercing on her again and again until she couldn't stand any more. He then removed his swim trunks and crawled back onto the bed with Jennifer.
"I love you." she breathed, wrapping her legs around him, as the camera continued recording them.
yayy smut! up next, DISEMBOWELMENT! WOO HOOO! XDD LOL
And so premiers my own "remake" of SCREAM, which really is one of my favorite scary movies ;)) heehee and to take it to the next level, as remakes do, i've broken the fourth wall another level, even more than any of the other Scream movies. And i've added a little room or some character development before the gorey death scene, which none of the others have done (except #3 kinda ;P)