Chapter 5: The Coming of Gozer
(The Next Day at the Farmhouse…)
Date: Tuesday 18th June 2013
Time: 6:30am
The next morning, Sue woke up and she reached for her iPhone and switched off the alarm. Looking at the time, she saw it was 6:30 am precisely and noticed a white pawn had been moved…
"What?" Sue asked in concern, as she confused, got up, and put her glasses on.
"Come on! School leaves in 15!" Eleanor replied.
"Okay, I'm coming." Sue replied.
Sue moved a black knight forward.
(Later at Gym Class in Ewen High School…)
Outside the school sports football field, Chris and all the Ultras friends stood outside waiting for gym class. Rita blew her whistle drawing the girls' attention. The boys races off the field as the girls lined up. Rita seemed pleasantly cheerful today.
"All right, stand up, line up please." Rita ordered. "You have a big week coming up. A big month, actually. Probably the biggest month of your lives. Prom and then graduation. Are you excited?"
All the girls smiled and laughed in agreement, as Rita smiled toward them.
"Probably all have your dresses, have your dates by now." Rita replied.
Rita walked over toward Chris till they were able to see each other eye to eye.
"What about you, Chris?" Rita asked in concern. "Who's the lucky guy?"
"Billy Nolan." Chris responded. "You don't know him. He doesn't go to this school."
But all at once, Rita's expression shifted from cheerful to accusatory in a matter of seconds.
"Are you gonna get him a boutonniere?" Rita asked in concern. "Or are you just gonna pin a bloody tampon to his lapel?"
"I so don't need to hear this." Chris sighed with an eye roll.
Chris turned to walk away, clearly in no mood for a lecture. But she hadn't gone far when Rita blocked her path.
"You're not going anywhere." Sue replied.
Rita walked Chris back in loon, then walked toward Sue.
"What about you, Sue?" Rita asked in concern. "Are you and Tommy busy campaigning to be prom king and queen? I would have voted for you... Not now."
Without waiting for Sue's response, the teacher backed away to address the entire line-up of girls. The fury was plain to see upon her eyes.
"You all did a shitty thing yesterday." Sue addressed them all. "A really shitty thing. And one you had the audacity to post a video. Somebody made a video of it?"
"This is bullshit." Chris yelled out.
"That's it." Rita declared. "Thanks to Miss Hargensen, you can run suicides."
The groaned over the idea of doing suicide drills for a punishment. Basically, for those not familiar with the 'suicide drills': It began with a sprint from one cone to the next. Once there, the object was to kneel down and touch the cone. Then it was a matter of running back to the first, then running to the next farthest away till all the cones are touched. And as if that wasn't enough... they'd have to do the 'whole' obstacle course all over again!
"I'm not doing it." Chris replied.
"That's up to you." Rita smirked. "That's up to all of you, but anyone who stops running is suspended. And if you're suspended, you don't go to prom."
The other girls faced each other in horror over what was just heard. Either they partake in the suicides, or they can refuse and miss their one chance to make high school memories 'forever'. And all because of 'one' prank. Rita soon turned and looked straight into Sue's eyes.
"While you're running, I'd like you all to think long and hard... about what it would be like to be Carrie White. The telekinesis." Sue replied.
"Fuck. my phone dropped and was destroyed by the telekinesis. I got mad." Chris replied.
"You saw the telekinesis, right?" Rita asked in concern.
"Yeah." Sue replied, as she nodded yes.
All the girls began to run the suicides, as Rita drilled them along the way.
(Meanwhile…)
Outside the school, the bell rings as Margaret's car pulls toward the curb. Margaret kissed Carrie upon the cheek, the latter dressed in a multitude of layers. A jacket, a flannel shirt, a skirt, her hair tied in a braid, and wearing a cross necklace…
Clearly, Margaret wanted her to dress as conservatively as possible. And on that note... Carrie succeeded.
"I'll be okay, Mama." Carrie insisted.
"I'm going to leave work early today and pick you up after school." Margaret replied.
Margaret kept close watch on Carrie, who slowly walked inside the school feeling as though her mother was watching her every step of the way. Soon as Margaret finally pulled away, Carrie turned back and breathed a sigh of relief…
(Later, at Gym class outside…)
Rita blew her whistle, pressing the girls to keep going. The whole time the girls sprinted across the field. They were sore, tired, and panting for breath, clearing having been at this for a while. The girls eventually broke into pairs while they continued their suicide drills.
"She can't do this to me." Chris grunted.
"Just let it go, Chris." Sue insisted. "We're almost done."
"Then every day this week? All because of Carrie White? Like hell I will." Chris shouted.
"Keep moving, Hargensen." Rita ordered. "Keep running or you're not going to prom."
"Fuck you!" Chris snapped. "This is child abuse."
Rita stopped in her tracks, she glared toward the girl. Even Sue, Chris's closest friend, was shocked by her choice of words. Rita approached Chris, who merely got right up in her face.
"What did you say to me?" Rita asked in concern.
"I'm not going to run another goddamn inch because Carrie White got her period and was too stupid to know what it was. There is no telekinesis!" Chris replied.
"What?" Sue asked, in disbelief.
"You're suspended. You're out of prom and you're out of my class. Now." Rita shouted, turning to leave.
"No." Chris snapped.
"No?" Rita whipped around.
"You can't decide that." Chris declared, facing the girls for support. "She can't do this to us."
"Goodbye, Chris. The rest of you, keep at it." Sue replied.
"Someone could die of dehydration. Tina, you have a heart condition, right? If we all stick together, they're not going to suspend all of us. They're not going to keep us all from prom. There would be no prom. Nicki, Lizzy?" Chris asked in concern.
But sadly, the other girls didn't appear convinced at all.
"Let's go, ladies!" Rita called out.
"Heather? This is bullshit!" Chris insisted. "We didn't do anything wrong."
It was then Chris started to realize she's truly alone in all this. Not another girl among the group was budging an inch.
"All right, let's go." Rita shouted again.
"Right, Sue?" Chris begged, taking her arm. "You're with me on this, right? Come on. Sue."
And almost immediately, Sue pulled her arm from Chris' grip. Her facial expression was more than enough to tell Chris.
"NO!" Chris called out.
"Come on." Sue told the girls.
"Keep going, ladies." Rita replied.
Soon Sue and the other girls kept with their sprints, while Rita encouraged the group to keep going. It didn't take long for Chris to realize what she had gotten herself into. It wasn't enough that she got suspended from school, but now she won't be going to the prom. And all because of one practical joke against Carrie.
"This isn't over." Chris shook her head. "This isn't over by a long shot. That's Carrie White."
Chris soon stormed off the field, shedding her tears while the other girls kept exercising. But brewing deep within that sadistic mind of hers, a plot of revenge was slowly developing…
(Meanwhile…)
Due to her experience the night before and Carrie implanting the idea in her head that she wouldn't remember anything, she was completely clueless as to what actually happened. Thankfully, she turned around just in time to stop herself from running into a certain boy she'd already run into before.
Carrie in her casual shy tone, as she walked down the hall, to their lockers, only to find them vandalised with the words: 'The Coming of Gozer!'
"The words 'The Coming of Gozer!'. What Gozer?" Carrie asked in concern.
Carrie turned to them.
"Who's Gozer?" The student boy asked in concern.
"I don't get it?" The student boy 2 asked in concern.
"The woman's name is Gozer the Gozerian." The student girl replied.
"Gozer the Gozerian. It can't be." The student girl 2 replied.
"Gozer was destroyed by what they call the original: Ghostbusters." The student boy replied.
"The original Ghostbusters." The student girl 2 replied.
"That's correct. The past year: 1984. Ghosts attack New York City. The Manhattan Crossrip." The student boy 2 replied.
"Wow. That's amazing." The student girl replied.
"1984? Gozer the Gozerian? The original Ghostbusters?" Carrie asked in concern.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Chris yelled.
Carrie causing everyone else to get mad out loud.
"What's that? The words 'The Coming is Gozer!' Gozer the Gozerian." Tina replied.
"Gozer the Gozerian? No way. Chris say 'Carrie White is Eat Shit!', Lizzy." Nicki replied.
"Yeah." Lizzy replied.
"Oh, yeah. You and your friends who make better stars in reboot of: Everybody Hates Chris!" Carrie called back, causing some students to go 'Oooohhhh!' at an angry Chris and her friends.
"Say that again!" Chris growled sternly, as she stomped right up to Carrie, only for she to get in the way, trying to defend her.
"Leave us alone Chris, Is it even worth fighting? All you'll do is get yourself and your friends in trouble as you always do." Carrie said, trying to defuse the situation.
"Zip it Freak, No one said you could open your gob!" Chris hushed Carrie, only for Carrie to pull her locker door off its lock and hinges, as she slammed it into Chris's face, causing everyone to gasp, as Chris fell to the floor, while leaving Chris's face print in Carrie's locker door.
As Tina, Nicki & Lizzy and some of the other Mortimer Snerds tended to Chris, Carrie quickly went off to the girls' bathroom, as they had been excused from Gym Class by Rita and Morton due to the tampon incident with Chris yesterday…
"Carrie, wait a minute. Where are you going?" Sue asked in concern, as she walked & turned to her.
Tommy walked next to Sue.
"Sue, you okay?" Tommy asked in concern.
"Uh, yeah, Tommy. Chris and her friends. Can you imagine who they've got teaching Carrie's school?" Sue replied, as she turned to him.
"I can. Too bad. I teach here." Tommy replied.
"Oh, yeah. I'm so sorry." Sue replied, as she turned to him.
"No, it's okay. It's- Most of the kids that go here, they're not very bright." Tommy replied.
A boy, the name of Greg DeLois, pushed past Sue without acknowledging Tommy at all.
"Hey, Greg." Tommy replied.
"Hey!" Sue replied, as she turned to him.
"I'm sorry." Greg replied.
"Too." Sue replied.
Greg turned and walked around.
"Hey, I… I can kind of do whatever I want." Tommy replied.
"Score." Sue replied.
"Right? Dream job." Tommy replied.
"Mm-hm. I'm going to the Gym class with Miss Desjardin, see ya." Sue replied.
"Too, see ya, babe." Tommy replied, as he walked.
Sue walked & turned her head once, then resumed walking.
(Later in the Gym class…)
Rita wheeled in an old CRT television.
"All right, class. How's everybody doing today?" Rita asked in concern.
They sat in on a lecture and Sue got out her notebook.
"Class. Um... I know. You don't wanna be here. I don't wanna be here either. Now, apparently, your school still operating on VHS, but I found this gem in the teachers' lounge. It's great. It's called Cujo. It's about a rabid Saint Bernard- You know what? I don't wanna give too much away." Rita replied.
Sue was shocked he was showing a movie instead of teaching anything.
"But imagine Beethoven if he contracted rabies and just started mauling children. You'll get an idea." Rita replied.
Anissa smirked. Rita played the VHS from the 1983 movie Cujo playing.
"Enjoy." Rita, as she walked into another room connected to the Gym class.
"Speeding. Three, two, one. You know Tommy, Sue." The boy replied.
A boy, by the name of George Dawson to Tommy's friend, he seated next to Sue talked into his boom mike and after a countdown of three to one, he started to narrate like it was a TV episode about her.
"George." Sue replied, as she turned to him.
"She sits alone. An outcast, rejected by her peers. But what is her secret? Perhaps she's on the run. On the run... from herself. And go." George replied, as he moved the boom mike to Sue and implored her to speak.
"Actually, my grandfather died. My family says we're here to pick through the rubble of his life." Sue replied.
"So you're to uncover the mystery of his death?" George asked in concern.
"No. It was natural causes." Sue replied.
"Are you sure it wasn't unnatural causes?" George asked in concern.
"Yes. Pretty sure it was just a heart attack." Sue replied.
"Ah. The silent killer." George replied.
"Yeah, George." Sue replied, as her eyes to down.
"Cool." George replied.
"Why do people called that?" Sue asked in concern.
"Yeah. Because of my boom mike. My podcast. Very sorry for your loss." George replied.
"Nah, it's okay." Sue replied.
"Too." George replied.
To Be Continued…