I totally just realized I'm messing around with Deputy Perkins' name. Previously I have written him as Deputy Jenkins! Sorry! XD
Chapter 4 - A Bunch of Randy's
Sidney jerked awake at a screeching sound.
"Jill?" she sat up straighter in the chair she had fallen asleep in, rubbing the blurriness out of her eyes before looking around. Her head tilted a bit when she saw a black crow jumping lightly around on the other side of the closed window.
"Not creepy at all," Sidney mumbled before the bird flew away.
"Jill?" she called again, getting no answer. After arriving home last night the three of them had just stayed together in the guestroom - since Jill's room had view right to Olivia's house. None of them had felt like sleeping, but apparently Sidney had lost that fight sometime during the night. She stood up and noticed the note on the table beside her.
"Sid, I'm in town with Kirby. I didn't want to wake you. Don't worry, I made sure all doors was closed when we left. I just have to find out what happened to mum." Sidney read the paper and sighed. She remembered the following day after her own mother's death. She didn't know what to do, but going back to school as if nothing had happened wasn't an option. Just sitting around didn't feel like an option either.
Sidney put the note down and started rummaging through her bag, finding herself some fresh clothes before vanishing into the bathroom. When as ready for a new day in her horror movie life as she could be, Sidney headed down to fetch herself some breakfast. No fresh bread, but it was good enough for now and coffee was quick to make.
Then the doorbell rang, although slightly unwilling to leave her breakfast behind she went to see who it was.
"Gale," Sidney wasn't sure why she was so surprised to see Gale here.
"You gotta stop looking so surprised every time you see me," Gale joked - or Sidney assumed she was since her face seemed way too focused on something else.
"Yeah. Sorry," Sidney mumbled.
"You're coming with me," Gale said eagerly.
"Where?" Sidney frowned, looking over Gale's shoulder. Her car was still running and apparently the deputies was no longer at work.
"There's these two major horror movie geeks in Jill Robert's class or something," Gale explained hurriedly, seeming rather annoyed that Sidney wasn't making any sign of moving,
"We're gonna crash their "movie club" shit thing. Come on."
"Gale, come on why would we go to a random after-school activity?" Sidney asked deadpanned, already knowing why Gale was now stalking school kids.
"Sid, these nerds knows everything about horror movies of today. They're like a bunch of Randy's running around with the knowledge of how to survive a fourth time," Gale said enthusiastically. Sidney thought about it for a second, then another and until Gale had to dramatically raise her arms to get her going.
"Yeah okay, but I want my breakfast first," Sidney pointed a finger at Gale.
"Fine," Gale shrugged and was about to follow in when Sidney stopped her and pointed to her car.
"Your car's still running," Sidney told her and Gale cursed before hurrying out to it. By the time she returned back in Sidney was sitting at a table with a coffee and sandwich,
"You want some?" the younger woman asked.
"Coffee is fine," Gale poured herself a cup and sat down opposite Sidney,
"You always knew how to make coffee, that's for sure."
Sidney grinned at that before sinking back in the chair a bit, mind wandering a little. That was of course until Gale interrupted.
"I heard about you aunt. I'm sorry," Gale took a sip and looked closely at her old friend. So yeah all hell breaking loose again brought Gale Hailstorm out as well, but she wasn't completely cold hearted. Sidney had come such a long way the last ten years. Written a successful book, moved out of her lonely home in the woods back in 2003 and letting a man into her house again. Ever since Derek was killed back in '98 as a result of Sidney not trusting him, she had closed off. Then Mark Kincaid swore to protect her.
"Thanks," Sidney mumbled into her coffee cup before taking a sip herself,
"She let me into her house against her own will."
"She said that?" Gale frowned and put down her cup.
"No. She didn't really need to. I'm... what was it? Angel of Death around here. Not someone you usually invite into your house," Sidney stretched towards the table to get her sandwich before slumping back down in the chair.
"You could come and stay with us," Gale offered.
"I appreciate that Gale, but with Kate..." Sidney swallowed and bit her bottom lip,
"With Kate gone someone needs to look out for Jill."
Gale nodded, understanding that fully.
"Hey you realize you left Mark and Dewey together last night?" a small smile appeared on Gale's lips,
"Dewey came home early this morning grumbling about a certain 'out of town sheriff' doing his job."
That earned an honest laugh from Sidney,
"Yeah sorry about that. At least they do have enough respect for another not to start up anything major."
The two women snickered before finishing up their coffee.
"Now can we get this show on the road?" Gale tried not to sound so impatient, but failing miserably. Sidney swiftly got her shoes and jacket on and followed Gale out to the car.
"Why can't you go on your own?" Sidney suddenly asked once they left the Robert's house behind.
"Because..." Gale dragged out, tapping her hands on the steering wheel,
"Just because."
"What?" Sidney looked suspiciously at Gale. The older woman whistled a bit, ignoring her as they headed towards Sid's old school. Almost everything seemed back to normal. There wasn't as many people on the street these days, but the cars were out, the sun was up and everything was green and pretty. Who would have thought a masacre had gone down here and one currently going on? Gale stopped whistling when she realized Sidney kept looking at her, expecting an answer.
"Those little douche bags wouldn't let me come unless you came along," Gale complained out loudly, muttering under her breath about stupid kids.
"Sorry," Sidney smiled sympathetically. Understanding that the kids had probably stepped way too hard on Gale's pride.
"Nah it's fine. We just go, listen and leave. Nothing big," Gale declared with a nod.
"So what you're saying is that the killers are simply making a new version of the original killings?" Gale straightened herself from where she had been leaning against the wall by the window. There was surprisingly many people in the after school cinema club... yeah cinema club, movie club - same shit. There was movie posters on the walls and Charlie and Robbie was the founders of the club.
"With twists of course," the long haired kid, Charlie explained and looked at Sidney sitting by the front table,
"You don't want a predictable movie of course, so the killer will be adding his or hers own twists. But it's still all about following the horror movie rules," Charlie continued explaining. Then Robbie continued,
"Rules like no one's really safe. Virgin? You're as safe as the slut beside you," the kid explained, adjusting the goofy camera thingy he had on his head,
"Even the soul survivor can die," Robbie met Sidney's eyes for a moment,
"I'm a little unsure about the gays though."
"The gays?" Kirby spoke up from where she sat a little further back in the room. Sidney frowned a little, wondering where Jill was if Kirby was here. She didn't like the idea of Jill being alone right now.
"Yep. Nothings for sure of course, but how often do you see a gay bite it in a horror?" Robbie asked. No one answered.
"I rest my case," Robbie finished.
"What kind of twists are we talking about?" Sidney asked, not really sure if she'd like to hear the answer to that. What was the odds for those twists being in their favor anyway?
"The killer will be filming the murders," Robbie answered before thinking twice over it. The whole class was quietly looking right at him.
"Yeah, right, this thing?" Robbie tapped the camera on his head,
"I'm not saying I'm the killer. I'm just saying that it's a part of the evolution. You can get fame by writing a damn blog these days. The killer knows this of course and what would get more attention then filming the murders?"
"Wow you're digging your own grave, man," Charlie rolled his eyes and stood up. Some in the class snickered nervously.
"Okay look at it this way then. I'm filming all the time and people can watch whenever they like," Robbie explained and pointed at Kirby. Sidney looked over her shoulder as Kirby held up her phone towards her, the small screen showing everything from Robbie's point of view.
"I would think people would notice if I killed someone," Robbie finished. Clearly satisfied with his point.
"Thank you for that, Robbie. I feel a lot safer now," Charlie commented sarcastically,
"So to finish cinema club for today - the climax. The unhappy ending. Where is the safest and most dangerous place to be at the same time?"
"A party," Sidney said quietly and looked over at Gale thoughtfully.
"That's right. With so many people at a party - chances for you to be the one sliced and diced is rather minimal. Until you're wandering off alone - and let's face it. It always happens. A trip to the crapper? Your death sentence," Charlie finished.
"That being said. Don't forget the Stab-a-thon tonight," Robbie announced proudly. Gale and Sidney looked dumbfounded at each other as the rest of the class stood up and left the room.
"Stab-a-thon?" Gale asked and walked over to the two boys, Sidney beside her.
"Uh-hu. All seven Stab movies in a row. Third year on a row," Robbie explained,
"It was our idea," Robbie and Charlie high fived quickly before looking at the women.
"Where is it?" Gale asked eagerly. Robbie and Charlie looked at each other for a moment before shaking their heads.
"It's not an open invitation really. No reporters," Charlie shrugged, trying not to wince at the look Gale gave him.
"Good thing I'm no reporter anymore huh?" Gale tried another way.
"Isn't that what you're trying to be?" Robbie asked, hiding a grin. Gale just glared at him before showing him her middle finger.
"Fuck you," she nudged Sidney up in front of her as they left the classroom.
"Kids today have no respect, you know that?" Gale walked quickly down the corridors and Sidney almost had to jog beside her to keep up.
"Well if I know you right you'll find a way in anyway," Sidney said and Gale stopped up.
"That's right. I have a trick or two up my sleeve. I'm not going to let some nerds outsmart me," Gale straightened her jacket.
"Gale," Sidney said before Gale could march off again,
"Don't get too reckless. You know the killer's are always after you as well."
Gale shrugged and looked to her right as Robbie and Charlie left the classroom and headed their way. The older woman put a hand on Sidney's shoulder as they continued walking,
"You know me. Takes more then psycho teenagers to keep me away."
"Answer your phone damnit," Sidney grumbled as she put her mobile in her pocket again. She and Gale had found a small cafe close to the school and settled down there. Sidney had been trying to call Mark twice now and getting no answer.
"Maybe he's busy?" Gale suggested, trying to ease Sidney's underlying fears.
"He's not even at work. There's a killer around and he's not picking up his phone," Sidney bit her bottom lip.
"Dewey came home late last night. Maybe he's just asleep," Gale suggested again. Sidney was about to reply when the spunky voice of Rebecca made them jump in their chairs.
"Sidney! There you are. I've been looking all ov- oh my god," the young brunette stop dead in her tracks at the sight of Gale,
"You're Gale Weathers!"
"It's Riley now actually," Gale gracefully tossed her long dark hair away from her shoulder and smiled stiffly at the woman.
"I saw you earlier, but I was so busy," Rebecca apologized.
"Shame," Gale said and Rebecca frowned at the tone. She was about to comment when her phone rang.
"Hold on a sec," the younger woman held up a finger before turning her back on them and pressed the phone to her ear.
"Where did you find that... that hyped up squirrel anyway?" Gale stood up from the table and put her jacket on.
"She called me when I was done with my book," Sidney answered simply.
"... How do you know that I'm lying?" Rebecca sounded agitated when they passed her on the way out of the cafe.
"You can see me? Good for you," Rebecca rolled her eyes to Sidney and pointed at her phone,
"Some idiot wants to talk to you. I said no."
Gale and Sidney looked at each other before back at Rebecca.
"It's him," the two mouthed at each other.
TBC...