"You can check in, but you can't check out!" – Freddie Krueger, Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master.
A/N Okay, so this is basically my first Scream Fanfic, I had noooooo idea what to write for the first chapter, but I gave it a go and I promise that it will get better as it goes along. Ahh, I hope you like it, please R/R. I love you all.
Prologue:
The cheerleader and the geek. Who'd have thought it? Not Randy Meeks, that's for sure. His girlfriend's features were perfect, even when she was sleeping peacefully in his arms, like she was right now. Even though his favourite movie, Prom Night, was playing on the VCR and his eyes would usually be fixed on his movie crush, Jamie Lee Curtis, he couldn't seem to draw them away from the sleeping blonde beside him, he was fascinated with her. When Randy drunkenly kissed her months before, he never thought it would happen, and that she'd shoot him down with rejection. They'd been quite good friends before, but the two of them became closer when they started dating, and he knew more things about her than he'd ever known about anyone, and everything was perfect. When she stirred, he glanced back up to the TV quickly. She fumbled around sleepily on the covers, clearly looking for something.
'Where's my chocolate?' She murmured.
'I ate it with some fava beans and a nice chianti.' He tickled her, before hissing the Hannibal Lecter noise into her ear, making her squeal. He knew how much she hated it, but still continued to tease her with it.
'What time is it?' She giggled as he raked his fingers through her thick blonde hair.
'Uh, about one ish, I think.' He replied.
'Oh, shit. I have to go.' She said sadly, sitting up.
'No, baby, please don't go.' He said, wrapping his arms around her waist tightly, dragging her back onto the bed.
'Hey! I have to! My mom will go crazy at me, she said be in by 11!' She protested as he pulled her onto his lap, tracing kisses down her neck.
'Oh, shit.. Do you think you're mom even trusts or likes me?' He asked.
'No.' Harmony bluntly replied, shrugging her shoulders. Randy sighed and followed his girlfriend out of the room so he could see her off.
'Are you going now, Harmony?' Mrs Meeks asked her, as she dried her hands after doing the washing up.
'Yeah.'
'When will you be back? Tomorrow?' Mrs Meeks smiled broadly. Harmony was definitely her favourite guest of Randy's. She liked Billy too, he was very polite, but she had her eyes on Stu. He was untrustworthy, and his language was foul.
'Uh, I'm not sure,' Harmony answered truthfully, as Randy helped her slip her jacket on. 'Soon.'
'Well, I'll see you soon!' Randy's mom replied, enveloping her in a tight hug for a few moments, while she mouthed 'Help me!' to her boyfriend who was sniggering from the other side of the room. Harmony placed a quick kiss onto her boyfriends lips, before leaving the house. And once the door was closed, she paused.
Harmony always was cautious when she was outside in the dark. Maybe because she'd seen one too many horror movies, or maybe she was just that paranoid, but whenever it was pitch black and she had to be by herself, she always broke a sweat and her heartbeat quickened. She breathed in deeply.
'Don't be stupid, Harmony. It's all in your head.' She told herself as she skipped down the steps, her car keys in her hand. The bushes rustled behind her and she spun around quickly, but only found a cat strutting past her.
'Oh my god.' She breathed as she slumped against the car. But then she heard it again, and she swore she thought she saw a glimpse of a white mask disappear into the trees.
'Randy?' She called.
Nothing.
She got into her car, quickly, before driving off.
'Harmony?' Her mother slurred from the lounge.
'What?' Harmony snapped in reply, dropping her schoolbag onto the wooden floorboards.
'Where have you been? I've been worried sick.' She muttered, as Harmony walked into the room, stepping over discarded beer cans and empty vodka bottles as she went.
'You worried about me? Pfft.' Was what Harmony really wanted to say but went with 'Why?' in the end.
'I said where were you.' She asked.
'I was at Randy's, I told you.' Harmony bit her lip.
'Where did you go afterwards?' Laurie's eyes were red and puffy, where she had clearly been crying.
'I came home, maybe? Laurie, would you like to tell me what's going on?'
'A girl.. was killed tonight. She was murdered. Her and her boyfriend.' Laurie answered solemnly.
'A girl? Who was it?'
'She was gutted.. Hung from a tree.' Laurie sobbed, avoiding the question.
'Who was it, Laurie?' Harmony yelled impatiently.
'The Becker girl.. Casey.'
