Stu walked up to Sidney slowly, grinning like a maniac.

"I knew it!" she screamed hysterically, "You killed Randy...and now you're going to kill me!"

Stu let out a stream of possessed laughter and held onto the counter top to steady himself. She flashed back to when Stu had held a counter similar to steady himself...except this time he wasn't bleeding to death.

"And cut!" yelled a voice.

Stu continued laughing. Randy jumped off of the floor, and removed his shirt quickly.

"Oh my God, Sid!" he cried, embracing her into a vice-like hug.

Sidney froze and felt tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry you had to see me like that! I'm sorry for everything..." Randy babbled.

"She didn't come here to die, Randy." muttered Stu, sending him a dark look.

"Yeah. Sorry Mike." said Randy, letting go of Sidney and giving Stu a small smile.

"That was an awesome scene, man!" a guy exclaimed, coming out of a room holding a camcorder.

"That's Lorne." said Stu, "He's the camera guy."

"Oh, Mike, you're too kind." said Lorne, running his free hand through his messy blonde hair.

"We're making a little home movie." Stu told Sidney, grinning profusely at Lorne and letting his tongue hang out.

Randy took hold of Sidney's hand, "Do you want to go to my room?"

"Score, dude!" shouted Lorne, putting his hand up at Randy for a hive-five.

Randy pushed him away irritably and led Sidney to his room. Shutting the door behind her, he ran to his bed and shoved clothes and videos and movie magazines off of his bed to clear some space. He opened the window and let the cool night air breeze into the small bedroom.

"Do you want to talk first?" he asked Sidney, sitting down next to her on his bed.

"No." she replied quickly, "I want to hear everything from you."

"Basically it's what Stu said. I mean, we rehearsed it well."

"Rehearsed?" said Sidney, confused.

"I didn't want him to screw things up." Randy said, running his hands over his face, "I didn't want to be the one to show up."

"Why?" Sidney asked, "I would have probably handled it better. You were my best friend. Why send Stu? The guy I thought had murdered my mother and my friends?"

"Because he needs to be forgiven." said Randy tiredly, "You wouldn't have come all this way with me to meet Stu."

"Ok. So why fake your death? Why not tell me about it? Why let me think you were dead for an entire year?" Sidney questioned, her voice rising at every statement, "It's called a phone, Randy!"

"Your number is very well protected." Randy told her, "Some strange unknown guy calling directory inquiries asking for Sidney Prescott's phone number? I couldn't exactly say that it was Randy Meeks, could I? They sent a cop over even though they didn't give me the number..."

"They came here?"

"No. I thought they might do that, so I called from a phone box down the road."

"So what happened after you 'died'?"

"I went with Stu. I came here. Well, actually, Stu was living in a worse apartment on the other side of town. I got a job, at the video store if you can believe that! And we got this place. We saved up for the car, and then Stu came to your house."

"What about your parents, Randy? Your sister? Dewey?"

"I couldn't tell them. They'd freak out. I couldn't put them through that kinda pain."

"Then why me?" Sidney asked him, close to tears.

"Because you need to know the truth, Sid... That's why you're here." said Randy, a gloom settling above his head.

Author's Note: - Sorry the chapters are so short! I just want to update as quickly as possible! I think I'll add another chapter, just for scream-queen218, who is my most avid reviewer; thank you, you're awesome!