Chapter Three - The Murder of Casey Becker

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Woodsboro, California
Wednesday, September 25, 1996
Becker Residence

Y/N's POV:

It has been nearly a year since I've arrived back to Woodsboro and a lot of things have changed... First, Billy's mom ends up abandoning him. Second, Sidney's mom sadly gets raped and murdered. Third, Casey ended up dumping Stu for some asshole football player, Steven Orth.

How did everything go to shit so quickly? But that's not the point, right now I'm at Casey's house for our annual movie night. I'm currently in charge of making popcorn while Casey figures out what movie we're gonna watch.

"Y/N? What genre did we want to watch?" I hear her shout from the living room.

"Horror!" I shout back. I hear a groan in response which makes me smile.

"Oh, come on! We watched horror last time," she argues.

"You still owe me for making me watch Romeo and Juliet from 1968! So, for about the next two times, it's gonna be horror, deal with it," I retort.

"Ugh, fine. But we gotta decide between Killer Klowns from Outer Space or The Exorcist."

"Hmm, The Exorcist! We already watched Killer Klowns the last time."

"Alright, now get busy with the popcorn!"

I roll my eyes playfully and get the Jiffy Pop from the cupboard. I hear the living room phone begin to ring and Casey picks it up.

"Hello?"

"Hello."

"Yes?"

"Who is this?"

"Who are you trying to reach?"

"What number is this?"

"What number are you trying to reach?"

"I don't know."

"Well, I think you have the wrong number."

"Do I?"

"It happens. Take it easy," Casey says then hangs up.

"Wrong number?" I shout from the kitchen.

"Yep–" just as she says that, the phone rings again. She sighs but picks it up, "Hello."

"I'm sorry. I guess I dialed the wrong number."

"So, why'd you dial it again?"

"To apologize."

"You're forgiven. Bye, now."

"Wait, wait. Don't hang up."

"What?"

"I wanna talk to you for a second."

"They've got "900" numbers for that. See ya," she hangs up once again and puts The Exorcist in. She comes into the kitchen then leans on the counter next to the stove while I'm putting the Jiffy Pop on the stove. "Do you think I made the right choice dumping Stu?"

I look at her, "As far as I can see he's happy with Tatum right now. Are you happy with Steve?"

"Well yeah but I still feel guilty for dumping Stu like that. I thought for sure that he was gonna go after you."

"Me? Why me?"

As she's about to answer, the phone rings again. This time, she answers the phone laying on the kitchen island, "Hello."

"Why don't you want to talk me?"

"Uh, can you give me a moment?" she asks then hands the phone to me, "Can you talk to the creepy phone guy for a minute? I forgot to put batteries in the remote."

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