The yellow cab drove through the damp city streets as the midday sun shone
down on its glistening windshield, illuminating the few droplets of rain
that strewn across the glass. The driver carelessly flipped the nearby
switch and the windshield wipers began to dry the glass before him.
"Just a few more minutes till we get there, kids." He alerted the young couple in the backseat.
"Thanks." The boy muttered as he stared out the window in a dreamlike state, the girl in the seat next to him continued to read the book in her hands.
Her eyes ravaged the pages of the novel as she sat silently at the boy's side, then suddenly she began to laugh. The boy distracted his attention away from the window and glanced over at the girl curiously as she laughed hysterically to herself.
"What?" he asked, looking down at the book in confusion.
"Did you really hang him from the goalpost on the football field?" the girl questioned him with amusement, her eyes now on him rather than the pages of 'The Woodsboro Murders'.
The boy smiled evilly.
"Now that took skill to do!" he answered nonchalantly. "Not to mention about a half hour!" he added with another grin in her direction.
The girl looked at him blankly for a moment, a smile then grew on her face as she stared at him, they both then began to laugh.
The cab came to an abrupt stop in front of the large building that read "University of Illinois".
"I know some good doctors that came from here!" the cab driver told them as they looked out the window at the passing students. "You kids thinking about becomin' doctors?" he asked them as he shut off the cab's transmission.
"Actually..." the boy said as he and the girl glanced back in the driver's direction. "We're thinking about drama!" he finished with a smirk, the girl then began to laugh again.
~The End~
(Music In: The Goo Goo Dolls, Extra Pale)
Extra pale
Oh you're frail now
I shouldn't laugh about it
Tragedy sets you free
I should have known it from the start
I should have known that it was
Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
How's your day
Did it go your way but
You never ask about it
All the things I wish I'd be
I should have known it from the start
I should have known that it was
Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
Just another sequel
Just another reason for your sighs
Extra pale
Oh you're frail now
I shouldn't laugh about it
Tragedy sets you free but
I should have known that it was
Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
Just another sequel
Just another reason for your lies
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[I know no one's probably ever heard that song, it's on the Dizzy Up The Girl CD, but I just think the lyrics are dead on with this story, so I just had to put it in there, okay...]
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That one was for Snoopy, not to mention everyone else out there that felt that an injustice was done when Stu was killed off in Scream...
And just so you all won't push any big screen TV's on my head for ending the story... Look forward to an even more knife happy good time, that's right, I'm writing a sequel...
"Cuz let's face it baby, these days ya gotta have a sequel!!!"
~ Magdalena Iris Roth
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Disclaimer: The people, places, and events depicted in this story were completely fictional and are of no actual context. The rights are reserved and the property of Dimension Films, Wes Craven, Kevin Williamson, and me (well at least my characters are anyway). Please do not sue, plagiarize, or use as incriminating evidence as to the question of my sanity in the court of law... thank you and goodnight!
"Just a few more minutes till we get there, kids." He alerted the young couple in the backseat.
"Thanks." The boy muttered as he stared out the window in a dreamlike state, the girl in the seat next to him continued to read the book in her hands.
Her eyes ravaged the pages of the novel as she sat silently at the boy's side, then suddenly she began to laugh. The boy distracted his attention away from the window and glanced over at the girl curiously as she laughed hysterically to herself.
"What?" he asked, looking down at the book in confusion.
"Did you really hang him from the goalpost on the football field?" the girl questioned him with amusement, her eyes now on him rather than the pages of 'The Woodsboro Murders'.
The boy smiled evilly.
"Now that took skill to do!" he answered nonchalantly. "Not to mention about a half hour!" he added with another grin in her direction.
The girl looked at him blankly for a moment, a smile then grew on her face as she stared at him, they both then began to laugh.
The cab came to an abrupt stop in front of the large building that read "University of Illinois".
"I know some good doctors that came from here!" the cab driver told them as they looked out the window at the passing students. "You kids thinking about becomin' doctors?" he asked them as he shut off the cab's transmission.
"Actually..." the boy said as he and the girl glanced back in the driver's direction. "We're thinking about drama!" he finished with a smirk, the girl then began to laugh again.
~The End~
(Music In: The Goo Goo Dolls, Extra Pale)
Extra pale
Oh you're frail now
I shouldn't laugh about it
Tragedy sets you free
I should have known it from the start
I should have known that it was
Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
How's your day
Did it go your way but
You never ask about it
All the things I wish I'd be
I should have known it from the start
I should have known that it was
Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
Just another sequel
Just another reason for your sighs
Extra pale
Oh you're frail now
I shouldn't laugh about it
Tragedy sets you free but
I should have known that it was
Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
Just another sequel
Just another reason for your lies
*
*
*
[I know no one's probably ever heard that song, it's on the Dizzy Up The Girl CD, but I just think the lyrics are dead on with this story, so I just had to put it in there, okay...]
*
*
*
That one was for Snoopy, not to mention everyone else out there that felt that an injustice was done when Stu was killed off in Scream...
And just so you all won't push any big screen TV's on my head for ending the story... Look forward to an even more knife happy good time, that's right, I'm writing a sequel...
"Cuz let's face it baby, these days ya gotta have a sequel!!!"
~ Magdalena Iris Roth
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*
*
*
*
Disclaimer: The people, places, and events depicted in this story were completely fictional and are of no actual context. The rights are reserved and the property of Dimension Films, Wes Craven, Kevin Williamson, and me (well at least my characters are anyway). Please do not sue, plagiarize, or use as incriminating evidence as to the question of my sanity in the court of law... thank you and goodnight!