Scream Queen Book 1: Conventional Final Girl

Part Two

The last class of the day rolled around, for the most part it was bland until- "(y/n)," The teacher called out my name, waving a slip of paper in his hand. "Head office would like to see you." I could hear students murmur and gossip about how it was my turn to be interrogated. Stu and Billy, they sat on either side of me, gave me both sympathetic but entertained stares like they were waiting for something. God, this whole thing was just so weird! I felt like there were eyes on me the entire time I was walking to the office, I felt queasy and uncomfortable just thinking about Casey's body. How it must've just hung there, swinging with her intestines on display for her parents to come out to...it's so gross! It's so frightening.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked as I walked in, a little weirded out by the whole ordeal.

Standing by the door was Dewey and Sheriff Burke sat next to him while Principal Himdry stood at his desk.

"Yes, Ms. (l/n) please come and sit." The principal said, I did just that.

"We just got done talking to your sister," Dewey said, looking up from his notepad.

"Good to know," I nodded, not really knowing what to say right now.

They asked me simple questions like "How are you?", "Where were you last night?", "How are your parents?", even "Were you close to Casey Becker?" Of course I told them the truth, I had no reason to lie. I just wanted to get back to class but on my way back the bell for the end of school rang. So instead I went to the fountain where everyone usually meets. Over the loudspeaker Principal Himbry's voice could be heard trying to rush kids home, it definitely wasn't working. Everyone was already here so I just flopped down on the concrete ground in front of Tatum and her boyfriend.

"What questions did they ask you, Sid?" Tatum looked over to the girl in question as she braided strands of my hair with Stu.

"Well, they asked me if I knew Casey." She responded as she sat between her boyfriend's legs.

"Hey they ask if you like to hunt?" Stu looked up from my hair and turned his view to the other couple.

"Yeah they did, they ask you?" Billy returned the question, as he threw something into the fountain.

"Why would they ask you if you like to hunt?" Tatum wondered, looking in between everyone.

Wasn't it obvious though?

"Because their bodies were gutted." Pipped up Randy, no doubt trying to scare Tatum. I nudged his leg, receiving an annoyed grunt from him in response.

That wasn't it.

"Thank you, Randy." Billy said even though he looked down at my face. I know who the non-sarcastic version of that thank you was for.

"They didn't ask me if I like to hunt," Tatum said, looking out into nothing in particular.

"That's because we live in a sexist patriarchal society," I mumbled as I leaned back into Tatum's legs. Letting Stu poke little flowers into my hair.

"Wow real wise (y/n)," I could practically hear Randy roll his eyes.

"It's cause there's no way a girl coulda' killed them," Stu said as he looked between his friends and girlfriend.

"Literally, just proved my point Stu," I groaned rolling my head over while Tatum kept playing with my hair.

"That's so sexist, the killer could easily be female, Basic Instinct." Tatum retorted, trying to be on my side.

Before I could correct her Randy beat me to it, "That was an ice pic, not exactly the same thing"

"There's been loads of movies with female killers! I mean for starters Home for The Holidays or Girls Nite Out also known as The Scaremaker and-" Before I could finish I was cut off with a light kick.