Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Scream film or television series. I do not own any characters or places within this story. There will be places that do not exist (kinda obvious as Woodsboro itself is a fictional town), and there will be places that do i.e. Walmart, McDonald's, Six Flags, and others that I also DO NOT own...

In this story there will be multiple differences from the film series (i.e. Sidney's father is still alive), but that is to aid in how the story will flow along.

I will have a few Original Characters, these are going to be the main focus of the story, and they are kids of Ghostface victims and those to wear the Ghostface mask themselves.

There are characters in this story that were mentioned on screen but never seen, like Karen Kolcheck, and I will have face claims for them as some of these off screen characters will have a part in this story.

Characters/Face Claims:

Adults:

Karen Kolcheck, the goth girl that Randy hooked up with at the video store - Kaitlin Olson

Annabelle Macher, Stu's mother who provides parental guidance to Sidney and Karen - Fionnula Flanagan

Harvey Macher, Stu's father who has helped look after Sidney's children in the aftermath of of what his son and Billy have done - Clint Eastwood

**OC teachers, as the story revolves around Sidney's daughter, and other OC's will be mentioned before the chapters.

Kids:

Hallie Tatum is Sidney's 17 year old daughter. She is very smart, kind, out-going, and very strong-willed. Hallie is known for being very stubborn, as well as being very goofy, playful, and open-hearted - Britt Flatmo

Kirrah Errin is Hallie's best friend at school, she is also 17. Kirrah is a very bright student at school, but is known for her aloof personality. Sometimes she has a hard time concentrating, but once she gets going Kirrah puts 110% into everything she does. Kirrah is also known for having a slight temper - Taylor Hickson

Drew Joseph is 18 and he's also the guy at school who has friends everywhere he goes, he's super dorky, but also on the basketball team. His dad is a special forces officer and his mom is Karen Kolcheck - Cameron Kennedy

Mark Andrew is Drew's best friend who is also 18 and on the basketball team. He's usually a bit calmer and generally a bit more well liked by the quieter cliques at their school. He's known for being very smart, just like Drew, both being on the scholastic decathlon team - Liam Payne

**OC Teacher's this chapter will be the

Mrs Hammond - A.P. Biology Teacher, Phone Nazi, Life Nazi, Bitch - Reese Witherspoon

Miss Geiger - English 1 Teacher, Newbie, Push-Over - Rose Leslie

Mr Cantrell - College Calculus Teacher, "Is Smarter Than You", Dick, Hater by literally every student except the teachers pets - Joaquin Phoenix

Mr Willis - History/Geography Teacher, wants everyone to understand why History is important, always nice to his students, all of the girls are in school are in love with him - Ben Barnes

Principal Weatherly - has taught almost every subject, been a teacher for 45 years, loves to be around her students as she was never able to have kids of her own - Stockard Channing

Coach Byers - Boys P.E. Coach, also coaches basketball and soccer, kind of an ass, but usually only because he knows his players, and his students, have more potential than they want to show - Josh Lucas

Coach Simley - Girls P.E. Coach, also coaches volleyball and girls field hockey, she's very determined that their team is the best and always expects that her students and players acknowledge how great they are because that's what it takes to succeed in her mind - Isla Fisher

Mr Nickelson - Economics/Health Teacher, angry because he has been passed up time and time again for promotion to Principal, Nickelson takes it out on his students, blaming them for his failures in life, as well - Jack Nicholson


Present Day

"And that is why..." Mrs. Hammond droned on and on relentlessly about some biological theories as Hallie drifted off in thought.

She was staring out the window looking at the fountain in front of the school, and the bust of the once-was Principal Himbry. Hallie knew he was murdered at the school back in 1996 when a massacre happened. Her parents don't talk to her about it much. They say it just brings up bad blood to remember horrible things.

Sidney Prescott.

She had heard the name, knew the story, but never seen the woman's face. She was kept out of media cause she didn't want stalkers, which was understandable.

Nudging on her arm broke her out of her thoughts and she saw Drew looking at her notebook.

"You're already going to need my notes, tsk tsk tsk," he chuckled as he chewed on his pen.

"Day dreaming is a disease, sorry, Meeseeks," Hallie patted his thigh, knowing this would start a war.

Drew had a very obvious crush on Hallie, but she told him that he was too much of a pot head, and that she couldn't even think about dating him cause she had known him since she was 14. Every time she looks at him she sees baby faced Drew and it makes her laugh.

Patting his leg, though, that started a war because he would now make sexual puns every time Hallie remotely said any word or phrase that could be turned sexual. It was a game for them. She fucked with is ego and he, in return, embarrassed the shit out of her. They were messed up best friends.

"It..is..on…" Drew mumbled as he grinned sideways at her.

Hallie only smiled sweetly in response as if she had no clue what he meant.

RRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG

"Alright everyone, here are your assignments on the edge of the desk. We're taking a new approach to class this year!" Mrs. Hammond's voice boomed through the room.

"So, what's next?"

"Meeseeks..."

"Ah, ah, ah... you started it..." he reminded her as they walked back towards the lockers.

She shook her head, "I have Geography next with Mr. Willis, Drew."

He smiled as she fiddled with her books in her bag and locker. She smashed her finger on a book and cursed, "Ow, fuck me...Nooo… Don't!"

"Oh too late! I would gladly, if only you'd let me," He got close to her ear so he could whisper the last bit, "As fast, slow, rough, however you want. Wherever you want. As long as you want."

Her jaw dropped. He was never that forward about his crush.

"I guess you finally grew balls," she chuckled as she went back to her books, closing her locker when she was done.

"I did. I also have Tutoring for Miss Gieger. She's new. And hot. And right across the hall from Mr. Willis. How convenient is that, Hal?" Drew played with a sugary sweet voice.

She hated him for it because it was sickly sweet and cutting her to the core.

"I will make you pay for this, Drew Drop. I promise you."

Hallie shook her head as Drew smiled as they began walking and caught up with Mark and Kirrah.

"I will not be his lab partner, I will not, I will not, I will not!" Kirrah's arms were crossed tightly across her chest as she pointed angrily at Mark.

"What did you try to throw down her shirt, Mark Anthony?" Hallie asked in an annoyed tone, as she was annoyed with Drew already.

"A piece of gum. And I made it!" He fist-bumped Drew and Hallie punched Drew in the side with little force, just enough to get his attention.

"No. Not funny, Drew."

Kirrah hid behind Drew and huffed angrily.

Drew hugged the smaller girl.

"That was a little wrong of you, man. Couldn't you have done it to someone we aren't friends with?" Drew offered.

"Yeah!" Kirrah shouted in response.

"NO! Kirrah! Let's go to class!" Hallie grabbed Kirrah's arm and pulled her to their class.

"Sorry. I just don't understand why he's such an ass!" Kirrah pouted.

"He's Mark. And for some reason Mark knows no boundaries. Not even with Drew. Promise. I've heard some weird shit, girl," Hallie told her as they sat down in the back of the class in the middle seats.

"Seems like Drew doesn't understand boundaries either some days, though."

Hallie smiled and shook her head. Drew was right, she did initiate the game. She shouldn't have backed out like she did. But something told her that she needed to be cautious today.

She also couldn't help but think about Drew's confession, though. She knew he liked her. Hell, everyone knew he liked her. But, Drew had never been so forward with her. Ever. Maybe his dad coming back home last summer improved his confidence, or helped him learn how to use it.

"Good morning, Class. For those of you who don't know me, I am Mr. Willis. This is Geography, if you're not in the correct room please let me know, I can help you find the correct one." He pointed towards the door. His British accent thick.

The girls all sighed and the boys all groaned.

"No one this time? Alright that's much better." He stood and began handing out the class syllabus.

"This class should be fairly simple. You'll have a few projects, I may allow groups/pairs, what-have-you, your final grade will be comprised of homework, projects, speeches, tests."

The students all groaned when the word 'speeches' was said aloud. This caused Mr. Willis to smile.

"Don't worry, 'Speeches' will also be slideshows that may also be done in groups/pairs."

This lightened the air a bit.

Mr. Willis went through the syllabus rather quickly, then let the class spend the rest of the time on their phones.

The bell rang with a shrill pitch that made everyone jump.

The pair quickly hustled to the hall and began walking to the gymnasium.

"I expect no one to dress out for the first week!" Coach Simley shouted with a wide smile on her face. Her active wear making her look comfortable in the mid-August heat.

Hearing this, both Hallie and Kirrah sighed with relief.

"We can always count on you, Coach Simley, to make our days exponentially better!" Hallie shouted from the doors.

"Hey! I miss my two star players! You were my girls who stuck it out since freshman year. What happened, ladies?" She asked as she hugged them both.

"I just decided to take some time to myself. I strive to be the best, and every accomplishment that I have made makes me feel that way, but I needed some time to unwind for a bit," Hallie told her honestly.

"That's good, though, Hallie. Knowing when you need a break is good." Coach Simley placed her hands on either of Hallie's shoulders and smiled, "I'm proud of you for knowing that line."

"What about you, Kirrah?" She asked the blonde spunkily.

"I decided that one year without sports wasn't going to kill the body I have been working on for two years," She laughed as Coach Simley shook her head with a smile, "No, really, Hallie and I both talked about it and realized the exhaustion we were starting to feel last year around testing and we just thought it would be better to not do it this year," Kirrah nodded as she finished her sentence.

"This is why you are my star players. You take care of yourselves."

She walked back to the rest of the class and began talking the activities they would be doing.

"First thing I really like to go into is Archery. The season is nice and it isn't to awful horrible to get out and shoot some arrows and learn great hand-eye coordination. We also have an indoor set of arrows and goals that we can use in case of weather. Then we do a little indoor hockey which is great for teamwork. I love games that build teamwork as that is a skill you need a tremendous amount of no matter what you decide to do later on in your life, I do not care what anyone else tells you."

The upperclassmen giggled as the underclassmen frowned at the amount of work they would have to do.

"This is Physical Education, guys. You better be ready to get physical," Kirrah winked while laughing.

"Alright, Olivia, thank you and please don't come again."

Both girls turned to see Drew and Mark standing behind them. Drew's hands were in his jean pockets, and Mark's were in his varsity jacket.

"Why are you here?" Hallie asked.

Behind the quad, Girls P.E. went on.

"You girls are good if you'd like to leave," Coach Simley waved the girls off.

The group began wandering the halls. Talking about Willis' class, Gieger's class, P.E. (which the boys were in, as well), and weekend plans after Friday.

The boys walked a little ahead as Mark handed Drew a rolled joint.

"My man!" Drew lit it and leaned up against the glass wall in the corridor.

"Honestly, why do we go back to school on Thursdays?" Mark whined loudly.

"Cause the school board is ran by Satan's spawn," Drew countered with a chuckle and a grin.

"What is that smell?" the girls both questioned as the got closer to the boys.

"Are you guys fucking kidding me, put that out!" Hallie whispered urgently, "Nickelson got moved to this hall!" She ushered them.

"Oh fuck me!" Mark gulped as he rubbed his eyes.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!" Drew began to attempt to hide the joint as footsteps descended down the hall.

"Drew and Mark. Why am I not surprised?" Mr. Nickelson, the aging Economics teacher who was known for being strict, chastised the boys, "You two, however, I am very surprised."

Both girls began to protest before the teacher only shook his head in response.

"Seriously, Mr. Nickelson, this wasn't them. They were just yelling at us!" Mark shouted, angry that Mr. Nickelson would rope Hallie and Kirrah into the shenanigans they had begun themselves.

"You have no proof of this," the man grinned as if he were part Cheshire cat.

"Hank, leave the students to me."

All turned to see Principal Weatherly. The girls internally sighed, knowing that she would be more understanding.

"My office. Now," She pointed up the hall.

Once in the office, Drew and Mark sat down in the two chairs in front of the desk while the girls sat in the exterior part of the office where the secretaries were.

"What in God's name were you two thinking?" Principal Weatherly was angry, livid, in fact, that two of her best students would so much as try what they had.

"First day back. I honestly didn't think about what I was doing," Drew's head hung. He knew his dad was gonna kill him. He knew his mom was gonna kill him. If Hallie didn't first.

"It was all my fault, really, Principal Weatherly. I brought it to school, and I handed it to Drew. It really was all on me, I swear!" Mark began defending all of his three closest friends by taking all the blame. On occasion, Mark did fess up for what he did, sometimes, he was an ass and didn't care who got into trouble for what he did.

"Whether or not this is the case, you were still smoking marijuana on school premises and the girls were with you. Unfortunately, I will have to give you all detention. You two will just have more days than they will."

Drew groaned at this. His dad was really going to kill him, now. First day back and he was smoking pot in the hallway and got detention. Great job, Drew. Great Job.

"How many days of detention are we talking?" Mark questioned with fear in his eyes.

Drew knew Mark's parents would probably kill him, too. His parents were obsessed with him doing the best that he could, just like Drew's own parents, but sometimes, Mark's parents really pressured him and it drove their friends insane.

"A week for you both, two days for the girls. You need to rethink your decisions if this is how we are already starting this year, boys. You both know that I just want to see you all succeed because I know you can do it. I know that you can," Mrs. Weatherly's face softened. These were four of her best students and she knew that the could see the greatness in them.

"We understand, Mrs. Weatherly. We'll do better," Drew spouted, "Can we just tell the girls? They'll be too embarrassed if they have to come in here."

Principal Weatherly nodded and let them leave.

"It starts today, gentleman."

Both groaning as the door closed behind them.

Hallie looked at them with red eyes. Angry that her friends would do something so irresponsible.

Kirrah was playing with her hair, she hadn't even noticed the door open.

"So, how much shit are we all in thanks to you asses?" Hallie rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Welp, we got a week of detention, and you guys only got two days. And it apparently starts today, so yay!" Drew mocked excitement as he tried to keep a pretend positive tone, hoping neither of the girls would hit him.

Hallie angrily stood up and walked out of the office. She hadn't had detention once in her life, and now her friends earned her two days of it. That would be fun explaining to her mom. She pulled her phone out of her jacket pocket as she sat on the stairs.

"Hey Mom, can you tell Dad not to come get me until like 4? Yeah Thing 1 and Thing 2 decided to be Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum today and got us all detention for the next couple of days," Hallie's head was in her hand as her mom began angrily shouting about how her friends shouldn't have been doing anything to get them detention on their first day back.

"I don't even want to know what they did. It's only two days. You'll survive."

Hallie stared at her phone in disbelief when her mom hung up on her.

"Okay then."

As if right on cue, her three friends were standing in front of her.

"How pissed is Momma Taylor?" Kirrah asked as she adjusted the strap on her shoulder.

"Pretty pissed. I mean, she just hung up on me and told me that I will survive two days of detention," Hallie stared at her feet. She knew she should have just stayed in P.E.

"Sorry, Hal," Drew nudged her shoulder.

She only glared in response.

"Okay, so we all have detention together for a couple days, oh freaking well. We have each other, right?" Kirrah reasoned. "These assholes may have gotten us detention, but at least we have people to keep us company."

"I am going to make detention hell for them, Kir."

Kirrah chuckled as Mark and Drew both flinched. Hallie was a spit fire when she was angry. It was a rarity. But they all could be rather rowdy when they were angry. They helped keep each other calm and on Earth, though. It was one of the things that made them close.

After the last few classes they all had, the group made their way to detention, which entailed cleaning the library and making sure all the books were put away correctly. The library was huge, it would definitely take the whole hour and a half they had to stay to clean everything. The four split in separate directions to get more things done quicker.

Drew was working in the back with the Reference books, Kirrah chose to stay up front and work on Magazines and Fictional books. Mark was working on the second part of the Fictional section and beginning the Non-Fictional section when Hallie looked up next. Hallie was working on the Newspaper section and cleaning the posters on the wall. She knew no one ever cleaned them because they were covered in dust.

As Hallie began to step down from the bookshelf she was standing on the clean, a loud clatter was heard from the back, as was a pained holler.

"DREW!"

The three friends shouted in unison and began sprinting towards the direction of the noise. All began to worry when Drew didn't respond.

A mountain of books was laying on top of the blond and the others moved the books and tried to wake him.

"Drew, I swear to God I am not kissing you, you're not Sleeping fucking Beauty, jerk! This isn't a goddamn fairy tale!" Hallie shouted as she shook her friend.

Kirrah gasped and quickly stood, "Guys, I can go find a frog!"

"No! I'm good! I'm alive! I'm up!" Drew scrambled to his feet, almost falling multiple times.

Hallie then noticed a particularly nasty mark on Drew's face. It looked almost like he had been hit in the face with something.

"Drew? Did someone do this to you?" Hallie asked as she let her finger graze the gash on his eyebrow bone.

"Honestly, I don't remember. I just remember putting some encyclopedia's back on the shelf and then nothing," he began feeling the gash himself, "Fuck dude!"

"Dude, it looks like someone socked you and then bombarded you with books."

"That gives a whole new meaning to 'hit the books'," Kirrah giggled.

"I think the books hit the Drew," Mark added while laughing loudly and pointing at his pained friend.

Hallie rolled her eyes and looked around as they started helping Drew re-stack the shelf he had been working on.

"Ew! I think someone did hit you, either that or this book must have hit you really hard when it fell!" Kirrah tossed a book with a bloody corner towards Drew and Hallie.

Woodsboro High School 1996

"Guys! Didn't that massacre happen back in '96?" Hallie picked up the book and began flipping through the pages, gasping when she found the name that had been plaguing her.

"Hal, come on, it's just a coincidence. Drew is a walking clumsy dummy," Kirrah told her.

"Clumsy dummy?" Drew questioned quizzically.

"It sounded better in my brain, to be fair. Just like in your brains smoking a joint in the hallway was a good idea," Kirrah smiled sickly sweet towards Drew.

"Kirrah!" Hallie sternly called to her best friend.

"Aye, she isn't wrong, though..." Mark admitted as he put the last few books away.

"Let's get out of here. Guess it's a good thing I drove today."

Drew glared at Mark himself this time.

"Fuck off, bro!" Drew pushed past him. He was already angry that he had to face his dad, and now he had to explain the unknown gash on his face.

"Good job, guys. He was just emasculated in front of all of us. By himself, most likely. Leave him alone," Hallie spoke pointedly. "Drew! Wait up!" Hallie shouted as she ran out after her friend.

Kirrah and Mark weren't far behind her out of the library. They waited at the side doors for Hallie and Drew.

Hallie found him slamming books into his locker with a hurt look on his face.

"Hey, Meeseeks."

Drew stopped momentarily to look at Hallie. He started calmly putting his things away after this. Drew never liked showing his anger around her or Kirrah. They both were usually so nice to him so he hated to act on his anger with them around.

"I really don't remember what happened, Hal. I'm not kidding."

There was a gleam in Drew's eyes. It bothered him that he didn't remember.

"It's probably nothing, Drew. You literally got pummeled by books. A bunch of huge books that fell from at least three shelves up. Are you sure you didn't nudge the bookshelf just a little harder than you should have?" Hallie was trying to find reason in what happened. She was trying to help Drew realize that maybe it was just some accident. She hoped it was, any way.

"Let's just get out of here. I hate this hell hole..." Drew slammed his locker door and locked it.

Hallie turned on her feet when Drew walked up to her and they started off towards their friends so they could both leave.

Drew groaned when he looked out and saw his mom's car.

"Fucking shit. Dad's here. I gotta go. Tell Mark I'll see him in the morning?" Drew began sprinting towards the dark car.

"His dad?" Mark asked as Hallie walked up to them.

"Yep," Hallie nodded, then pointed towards the truck that was pulling in, "and there is mine. See you all tomorrow. Drew said he'll see you in the morning."

Mark nodded as he and Kirrah walked to their own cars.

"She's pissed isn't she?" Hallie asked as she got into her dad's truck.

"Yeah, she's pretty angry. So, what happened, anyway?" Stu asked her incredulously.

"Ugh, they decided to smoke in the hallway, and because me and Kirrah were there - telling them to stop and put the shit out in the first place, we all got detention. Me and Kirrah only have it today and tomorrow. They have it for a week," Hallie told him honestly. She was still angry. Especially after what her parents had told her that morning about Dewey getting angry with them doing their shit.

"God, those kids aren't thinking straight. Granted, neither did I when I was that age. None of our friends did, to be quite fair. Your mom was the only one of us who had any sense," he spoke as they drove towards the road that led to their road.

The long winding roads were always a comfort for Hallie. Today, it was hell for Hallie, she knew her mom would be home and angry as hell about the detention. This scared her, especially with today being her late-grandfather's birthday.

"Dad, can I ask you something? It's actually really serious."

Stu was concerned because Hallie never started a conversation like that. Sid did, but not Hallie.

"While we were in detention, a bunch of books fell and clobbered Drew. He doesn't remember anything from it, though. He just remembers putting a book on the shelf one second and us waking him up the next."

Stu was now very concerned, "Hal, he needs to go to a doctor. He could have a concussion!"

"His dad is a cop. I'm sure when he sees the gash on his face, that's probably exactly where they are going," Hallie told him as they pulled into their driveway.


Thank you Boris Yeltsin for your comments! Sorry it's been so long since I did my next chapter. I've been a little busy with work so I haven't had much time. But I do plan on getting this story going now that I have more days off soon.