Joan's POV
Jocelyn was seated at one of the school library computers, with an article regarding The Chesapeake Ripper pulled up on her screen, when I arrived to sneak up and surprise her from behind.
I snuck my hands around to cover her eyes, obstructing her focus. "Guess whooo!"
She raised an eyebrow, ignoring my cliched approach. "How come you failed to mention your dad was on the Chesapeake Ripper case?"
"Nice to see you too." I chuckled. "And I didn't think I had to tell a living serial killer encyclopedia, such as yourself."
She smirked. "I never used the term, encyclopedia, although I am flattered by the title."
I took the seat next to hers, slinging my backpack over the back of it as I sat.
"Well, you are welcome."
Her proud smirk, now an evil grin. "Jason's still on for movie night tonight, you said?"
"That is the plan, yes." I raised an eyebrow at the implication. "Why?"
"Well, now that I know about this…." She gestured toward the screen. "I'm gonna need to geek about my wealth of knowledge on the subject, and I live for how it makes him squirm."
I couldn't help but grin. God, I love her. "You're a special level of twisted, you know that?"
"I try." She bell rang just as she opened her mouth to speak again. "God, I hate that thing."
"I know..." I grabbed my backpack as I stood back out of my chair. "...Buuuut...If you walk me to class, I'll let ya come over early today, have us a little alone time before Jason gets there."
She grinned at the offer. "I like the sound of that."
"I try." I answered, mocking her earlier remark.
She grabbed up her stuff and took my hand as we walked out of the library. "Lead the way."
Back at the house, Jocelyn was leaned up against my shoulder while her eyes skimmed the Chesapeake Ripper article displayed on my laptop screen.
I live for that evil grin on her face.
"That is some gruesome shit." She marveled. "Wait til Sir Barfs A Lot hears aallll about it."
"That was once, during Saw V." I chuckled.
"Still." She smirked. "Does that mean we should let him live it down?"
"Probably not." I agreed, right as the front door was opened.
"Dare I ask what I've just walked into?" Jason sighed.
"Noooot if you wanna keep your lunch down." I smirked.
"We were talking about the time you barfed during Saw V." Jocelyn added.
"That happened once." He attempted to defend.
"And uhh, how many times have you watched it since then?" She prodded.
"...Not important."
Jocelyn, pleased with her received response, redirected her attention to my computer screen."
He plopped himself down on a nearby chair. "What are you guys looking at, anyway?"
"You sure you can handle it?" I teased.
He rolled his eyes. "Is it that Ripper shit Jocelyn's been obsessing over?"
"...Maybe." She snickered.
"..and I'm in trouble because the so-called serial killer expert is incapable of finding out for herself that my dad's on the case, so I'm making up for it by giving her snooping privileges." I added.
"And it's working, I might add...not that I could stay mad at you though."
"True." I agreed, running my fingers through her long, blonde hair. "I'm just that good."
"Yeah, you are." She praised, taking my hand to kiss it.
"Alright, well while you two are doing that, I'm gonna go grab something from the kitchen."
"...Such a baby." Joce snickered under her breath when she thought he was out of earshot.
"I heard that!"
"Good!" She shouted back, adjusting herself slightly.
I glanced toward the kitchen doorway, to see that he wouldn't hear this time.
"Alright, what's he get to barf at today? Lay em out, girl."
Her grin grew even wider as she reached for the DVD pile in her backpack."
"Today in Joce's arsenal…" She announced in a TV announcer-like voice, as s he laid them all out on the coffee table. "We haaaave…..The Human Centipede 1 and 2, Saw VI, Hostel, Silent Hill: Revelation…"
"Shouldn't he see the first Silent Hill before that one?" I interrupted.
"Not if we're going for gore factor."
I shrugged. "Fair enough, continue."
"Thank you….anyway, we also have Hellraiser, The Green Inferno, aaand Tusk."
"You really brought your A game tonight."
She raised her eyebrows. "Did you expect any less from me?"
"Not particularly, still impressive though."
"I try."
"Isn't Tusk technically a comedy though?" I pointed out.
"All the better to trick him into watching it."
"Fair point."
"...Knowing what horrors Jocelyn deems watchable, my vote's for the comedy, if anyone cares.." Jason interjected, clearly missing the last bit of Jocelyn's remark.
"...I mean, we don't….but I'm not opposed to the comedy." I answered.
"What is it, anyway? Would I have hear-" He cut off, quickly noting Joce's arsenal.
"You know what, don't even tell me what it is. Just put me down for it…..Jesus."
"Alright, well, that's two votes…" I snickered. "Joce?"
"Tusk it is.
"Why's it called- ?" He started to ask. "You know what, I don't wanna know. Just put it on."
"Oohhh, bossy much?" Jocelyn teased.
"Oh my God…" He muttered.
"Just play it" I chuckled.
"Alright, from you, I'll allow it." She remarked, getting up to put the disc in.
"...I have made grave error." Jason commented, with wide eyes, about halfway into the movie. "Why did I agree to this?"
"Ahem, you suggested it." Joce reminded him. "Personally, I would've been happy with Hellraiser."
"I was told it was a comedy."
"It technically is categorized as such." I pointed out,
"You failed to mention what kind of comedy."
"Whoops." Jocelyn smirked, taking a sip of her soda.
"Yeah." He scoffed, motioning his fingers in air quotes as he stood up. "Whoops"
"Where are you going?" I chuckled.
He was already halfway to the door. "To prevent another Saw incident."
"Saw V." Joce corrected.
"Whatever, I'll see you at school."
"Wait a minute, I thought you needed a ride." I called after him.
"I'll walk, it's not that far."
I shrugged, putting my arm back around Jocelyn, as he shut the door behind him. "Suit yourself."
Jocelyn shook her head. "He's off his shit if he thinks we're letting him live this one down."
"You can say that again."