Chapter 2
Darren groaned in agony of the thought of getting out of bed to answer his phone. He just got out and walked over to the empty desk that had his cell phone on it, he picked up the phone and touched the screen to talk to the person on the other line.
"Hello?" Darren said in a tired voice.
"Hello?" said a man who's voice Darren didn't recognise.
"Who is this?" Darren said.
"I'm looking for Sidney."
"You mean my cousin?"
"Your cousin? Who are you?"
"I'm Darren, Darren Prescott."
"Oh, I'm sorry I got the wrong number, I wanted to talk to Sidney, by the way I'm Dwight, but people call me Dewey, I'm a friend of Sidney."
"Okay so then why are you calling her at ten o' clock?"
"I needed to speak to her to see how things were going since the last incident has left her in pieces."
"Well, she's fine, she's happy, you got nothing to worry about, please call at a more appropriate time."
Dewey agreed and hung up the phone on Darren. Darren yawned really hard and crawled back into the bed where he fell asleep instantly.
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Darren walked downstairs, it was a sunny day, a perfect day to do stuff such has fly kites and go to the beach. He saw Sidney in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal.
"Good morning," said Sidney, "how was the bed last night?"
"It was perfect, never slept that well in my life before," said Darren helping himself to a bow of cereal.
"I'm glad to hear that."
"Hey, Sid, do you know anyone named Dewey?"
"The town sheriff yeah, why?"
"He called me late at night and wanted to talk to you."
"Why would he call you?" said Sidney.
"I don't know why, I never met him."
"Well you may soon because I have to leave right now," she said looking at her watch and grabbing her purse and coat, "because I did call him this morning to take you to school."
She hugged Darren goodbye and scrambled out the door into her car and drove away. Darren ran upstairs to grab his book bag and while he was doing that he hear a quiet knock on the door. Darren ran down and looked through the peep hole that was in the door. Darren could see a man who was in his mid thirties, he seemed to have slick black hair and a moustache, he was also wearing a sheriff uniform.
Darren slowly opened the door and peeked out at the man.
"Dewey?" he said making sure it's him.
"Yep, now lets rock and roll, and I have to be in the sheriff's office by eight."
Darren made sure he had his book bag and he followed Dewey into the police car.
"This is so cool, I've never been in a police car before."
"Well, if you want to be in one again, just break the law," said Dewey jokingly.
The police car was filled with so many gadgets such as microphones and police scanners. Darren and Dewey put on their seat belts and took off.
FOFOFOFOOFOFOFO
Darren got out of the police car and stood facing the famous Woodsboro High School. Darren wasn't the kind of person people would make friends with, imagine having the same last name and being related to person who has survived four encounters with a serial killer. At his last school people didn't know how to act around him so they decided to stay away from him. Darren sighed and walked up the concrete steps into the school.
As he got inside he saw that the entire school was crowded with students. The first place he had to go to was the main office to get his schedule and locker number. He walked in and saw the lady at the office.
"Hey, I'm Darren Prescott, the new kid here."
"Wow, so are you related to Sidney Prescott?" said the lady.
Darren was afraid a question like that would come up, he doesn't really like to lie and he hopes this won't damage his reputation so he decided to risk it.
"Yeah, were cousins, I'm living with her right now."
"Well, your cousin truly is a hero isn't she?"
"All my life I've been told that."
"She must be a huge role model to you."
"Well she's more of a buddy than a role model."
Darren got all of his papers which included his locker combination and his class schedule. Darren walked out of the office and looked at his paper. Locker 1103, Combination- 44-7-10. Darren walked until he spotted his locker and then dialled his combination. He opened it up revealing nothing but an empty locker with a few cobwebs in the corner. He took out his book bag at put a few supplies into his locker until an arm wrapped around his neck made him jump in surprise.
"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me," he whispered into his ear.
Darren turned around to see a medium height kid with blonde hair.
"What secret?" said Darren.
"Don't play game with me, I heard you in the main office that your cousin is Sidney Prescott, that girl who survived all those countless encounters with a serial killer."
"By the way, who are you?
"Oh, sorry, I'm Gordon, Gordon chase."
"Thanks, I'm D-," but then Gordon cut him off.
"You're Darren Prescott, I also heard that in the main office."
"Okay, you're starting to freak me out now."
"Come on, I'm probably your only friend at this school right now, come on I'll introduce you to some people I know."
Gordon swung his arm around Darren's should and they started walking down a hallway, he first pointed at a girl who looked like she used too much spray tan and was wearing an outfit that may have slightly bent the school's dress code.
"That over there is Veronica," said Gordon pointing to her.
"You mean the oompa loompa over there?"
"Don't say that! According to the yearbook last year, she's voted most popular by guys."
"I can see why."
"Hey, Veronica!" shouted Gordon across the hall.
She stared at him in disgust and started talking to another girl.
"Who's that?" said Darren.
"That's Brittney, she's the Veronica wannabe."
"Wow, she's kind of cute."
Darren loved everything about Brittney, she was beautiful brown hair and had a smile that could light up any room, no matter how dark.
"Then why not talk to her?" said Gordon.
"It's my first day here! I can just walk up to girls and talk to them, I want them to know what they think about me."
"Okay then, suit yourself," Gordon said showing Darren peer pressuring eyebrows.
"Okay fine I'll do it!"
Darren's legs started to feel like jelly and a giant lump formed in his throat, he slowly walked over the Brittney and met her face to face, she looked at him a little weird.
"Hey," Darren said without anything else to go with it.
"Hey," said Brittney, "so what's up?"
"I don't know, the ceiling, the sky," Darren mumbled.
Brittney giggled at what Darren said.
"Okay," Darren said, "Do you think we can go out tonight like you and me?"
Brittney stared shocked at Darren's request. Darren squinted his eyes.
"Please don't hurt me."
But she just laughed.
"Thanks, you're really cute, but I'm having a girls night tonight with Veronica, so maybe some other time."
"Okay, sure, sounds great."
After a few more seconds of awkwardness the bell finally rang.
"Oh, well I have to go to class right now, see you then?"
"Okay, sure, sounds great," Darren repeated.
She smiled again and gave him a kiss on the cheek. After that Gordon walked up to him.
"So, how did it go?" he said.
Darren couldn't say anything, he just smiled.
FOFOFOOFOFOFO
Darren walked through the door of his house, he saw Sidney looking over some papers with some other lady while drinking a Starbucks coffee.
"Best day of school ever!" shouted Darren doing a tiny dance.
"Why what happened," said Sidney trying not to laugh and Darren's dance.
"Today I saw the most beautiful girl in the world, and she kissed me!"
"Oh, how sweet," said the lady next to Sidney.
"By the way who's that?" Darren said to Sidney.
"I'm Gale Riley, I'm a friend of Sidney's, husband of Dewey."
"Nice to meet you," said Darren shaking her hand, "I'm gonna be upstairs, I have a lot of homework tonight so don't bother me."
"You got it," said Sidney giving a thumbs up."
Darren ran upstairs into his room and closed the door. He took out a notebook and pencil and started working on his homework.
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In a medium sized wooden house in the centre of Woodsboro Veronica Jones was in her kitchen putting popcorn kernels into a popcorn machine.
"So, have you decided what scary movie were watching tonight?" said Brittney walking into the kitchen.
"Yeah, I was thinking of the original Stab movie," said Veronica putting large amounts of melted butter into the popcorn maker."
"Really, that movie? I've seen that movie over fifty times!" she whined.
"Come on! One more time won't hurt!"
She sighed, "Okay fine, but this is last name, next time we have a girls night I'm picking the scary movie."
"Agreed."
After the popcorn was done Brittney took it into the den and put it on the coffee table. Veronica was still in the kitchen getting some drinks until she heard the phone ring. She sat down the drinks and picked it up.
"Hello?" she said in a cheery voice.
"Hello?" said some sort of dark, deep, mysterious voice, "Who is this?"
"Who do you think?" she said smiling.
"So what are you doing?" said the mysterious voice.
"My friend and I are about to watch a movie."
"What kind of movie?"
"A scary movie."
"What's your favourite scary movie?"
"Hmmm… I don't think I have one."
"Come on, you have to have one," said the voice getting deeper.
"How about this, if you tell me your favourite scary movie, I'll tell you mine," said Veronica.
"I do have one favourite, it's called 'I can't wait to gut you like a fish!'"
"Wow, pretty harsh title for a scary movie," she said smiling.
"Hey, Veronica who is that?" shouted Brittney from the other room.
"Just some prank caller!" said Veronica.
"I'M NOT JOKING IF YOU HANG UP THIS PHONE I WILL GUT YOU LIKE A FISH, Veronica!" said the man getting angry."
Veronica almost dropped the phone in fear.
"Who are you?" she said trembling with fear.
"The question isn't who am I, the question is where am I."
"Okay then, where are you?" she said
"Right in front of you," said the mysterious voice.
Veronica felt a sigh of relief, it was just a prank caller, she probably thought it was an ex-boyfriend or something until this person popped out in front of her, he was wearing all black and he had a ghost face mask on. Veronica screamed in fear as the killer slit her throat open and left her on the ground to die. Brittney ran into the room and saw the killer with the bloody knife in it's hand, she saw Veronica's body lying on the ground and screamed in horror as the killer came chasing after her.
She ran out of the kitchen, into the den, and then up the stairs. As she ran she grabbed a baseball bat and whacked the killer in the face as hard as she could, but the killer got up like nothing happened. She screamed again and ran down the hallway and into a bedroom which was Veronica's bedroom. She locked the door as tight as she could and then she stayed as far away from the door as possible. Her entire body was stricken with fear, she knew she couldn't stay in the bedroom forever so she ran to the window and attempted to pull it up, but the killer broke into the room and stabbed her in the back and her lifeless body hung over the window.