Chapter Four

Taylor walked up the sidewalk towards the school entrance, a thick white bandage slightly revealed underneath her short-sleeved top. Her eyes widened as she noticed Sidney veering off from where she was walking with Tatum to go in the direction that Gale Weathers was standing. "Crap," she muttered under her breath before speeding up slightly to join the group.

"Cotton murdered my mother."

"You're not so sure anyone. Are you?"

Tatum and Taylor caught each other's eye before Tatum smirked, "Nice welt, sweetie. Let's go, Sid."

"The killer's still on the loose. Those murders are related."

The trio began walking away as Sidney turned her head slightly, "I'm sorry I mangled your face."

Taylor snorted in laughter, "I'm not." Gale took a step towards them, "Sidney, don't go."

"How you feeling, Tay?"

"Like I was stabbed. You?"

"Well, I wasn't stabbed."

Taylor gave an actual laugh before wincing and a hand automatically found its way to her side, as if that would help to relieve part of the pain. The group continued talking about unimportant things as they made their way to their lockers, which were at least all within the same vicinity of each other. Once Taylor grabbed the two books she would need for the next period, she made her way down five lockers to rejoin the conversation between Tatum and Sidney that now consisted of Stu.

When she arrived, she noticed that Tatum was now sucking on a lollipop, which she looked at in confusion. "Where did that come from?"

Tatum giggled before reaching into her bag and pulling out another, "I'm magical." Taylor lips formed a little half smile as she unwrapped the sucker, before quickly putting it into her mouth. She looked away as she noticed Stu staring at her again.

Sidney and Taylor both jumped as a figure in black came screaming down the hallway. "This is a mistake. I shouldn't be here."

Taylor gave her a small smile, "Calm down, okay? It'll be fine."

Sidney scoffed, "easy for you to say. You were attacked, too, and no one is staring at you. It's like –"

"No one cares," she finished interrupting her friend. She gave a short, sarcastic laugh, "welcome to my everyday life. See ya."

"Where are you going?"

She didn't slow her pace down as she replied, "library."

She heard Tatum telling Sidney to meet her as soon as class was out.

Turning the corner, she stopped short as another ghost faced figure was running in her direction. As he passed by her, she threw her book as hard as she could when he had made it pass her, hitting him directly in the back, which caused him to stumble. "You okay?"

She jumped at the voice near her ear, her eyes landing on her twin brother. "Yeah. I hate people."

"Want me to kill him?"

She shot him an unimpressed look, "Not funny. I'll see you later. I've gotta get to class." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and began to walk away, only to pause after she took three steps, "Hey, Billy? Be nice to Sid, okay? She was scared." One of his eyebrows rose slightly, but he gave her a nod. She left knowing that he would do his best to not make his girlfriend anymore upset.

The brunette had been in AP Chemistry for less than twenty minutes when the PA sounded in the room, letting everyone know that she was needed in Himbry's office. She closed her notebook, stuffing it inside her newly opened chem book before making her way downstairs.

-xXx-

Leaving the main office, she winced as hands grabbed onto her shoulders, her eyes met a pair identical to hers. "What are you doing here?"

"Himbry just wanted to be his usual creepy self. Shouldn't you be in class?"

Billy shrugged, "Felt like skipping." At the look she gave him, he continued to explain, "it's the only class I have with Sid."

She nodded, "I'd rather be in class. But guess it's too late now."

"You gonna explain why Himbry was being a creep?"

She sighed, "I got in trouble for throwing my book at what's-his-face. He just rubbed my shoulders and back…I'm not sure if it was supposed to be comforting or…anyway, it was just creepy." Billy didn't reply, but she noticed how his eyes narrowed, as if he was incredibly angry. "It's not worse than last year when he accidently grabbed my breast."

"What?" The single word came out as a hiss.

"I told Sid, I assumed she'd tell you. It's no big deal."

"The hell it's not," he kissed the side of her head before stalking off down the hallway. Taylor just rolled her eyes at his dramatics before turning to stop at her locker and tossing her old books out for her English notebook. Making her way down the stairs and out of the doors, she headed towards the usual spot – the fountain.

"Taylor. What's was it like being almost brutally murdered?"

She kept walking as the reporter walked along side her, "It felt like I was being stabbed. Any other questions or can I finish my education?" She didn't wait for the woman to reply as she sped up towards her awaiting boyfriend. "Hey."

He wrapped a hand around her waist, squeezing slightly, "How you feeling?"

"I'm fine."

"Why would you try to lie to me?"

She gave the same one shouldered shrug that she had been giving all day, "I'm in pain, but I'm fine. Nothing I can't handle. You ready for this?"

He scoffed, "No," but they both settled their bodies onto the fountain.

-xXx-

Ten minutes later, they had a list of three possible debate topics to write about. "I feel like everyone does school uniforms, but I think we'd have a better chance with either movies in the curriculum or doing a Freddy versus Jason theme."

"Maybe using a serial killer themed paper isn't the greatest idea."

"Hey, what good is being stabbed, if I can't use it for inspiration in my homework?"

Randy grinned, kissing the palm of the hand that was on his leg, "alright. So, Freddy versus Jason? I'll take Jason."

"Sweet. Cause I wanted Kreuger."

"I knew this."

She started to reply before her voice was silence by the PA, "I need your attention now, kids. Due to the recent events that have just occurred effective immediately classes will be suspended until further notice. The Woodsboro Police Department has issued a city-wide curfew beginning at 9-o-clock tonight."

"In that case, wanna come over and we can research our topic?"

"And by research…do you mean make out in your bedroom. Cause if you do, then I'm so in."

Randy blushed, but still leaned forward to give her a brief kiss on the lips, before they separated to do any last-minute things at the school, before leaving it for the unforeseeable future.

She called Stu's name as he walked down an adjacent hall, catching up as he stopped to wait for her. "Heard you were having a party."

"Shit. Who told you?"

"Dude. You invited the entire senior class."

"Not you." She turned her head to see Billy walking next to them now.

"Excuse me?"

"You're not invited. It's too dangerous."

"And it isn't too dangerous for Sidney, your girlfriend, or Tatum," she poked Stu in the arm, "your girlfriend. And let's not forget that the both of you will be there, too!"

"Taylor Marie, enough. You aren't going and that's final."

"Whatever, dick." She stalked away, leaving the two boys to look at each other.

-xXx-

"What time do you have to go to work?"

"4. Off at 8 for the curfew." The couple was currently lying in Randy's bed, watching the first Friday the 13th, "are you sure you don't want to hang out with the girls? Gossip about boy or make up or whatever."

She snuggled a bit deeper into his shirt covered chest, "I'm perfectly fine right where I'm at, besides I'm pretty sure Tatum doesn't even know who Wes Craven is." He merely groaned as he kissed the top of her head.