I rummage through my things, scrambling to get everything ready.

Today was my first day at Woodsboro highschool. I've never went to a new school before- and I'm not doing it now by choice.

My families house burned down recently... I lost everything, I basically have to start all over- like my last life didn't exist... it's a hard feeling to describe.

The only belongings I have left are what I had kept at my grandparents house, which is where I am staying until my parents are able to find another home in Woodsboro.

I hear a rhythmic rap at my room door.

"All ready?" I hear the familiar voice of Stu on the other side of the door.

I am the child of Stu's older sister Leslie- making Stu my uncle although we are the same age. I've always seen him as more of a brother than anything, but he loves to tease me about it.

"One minute!" I toss my supplies into my backpack and throw it over my shoulder.

I give myself one last looking over in the mirror. My hair was curly and a dirty blonde color. I kept it out of my face with a colorful bandana to match my tie-died crop top. I paired it with a pair of low rise bell bottoms and some white tennis shoes.

I swing open the door and as I go to walk out Stu leans on the door frame infront of me, blocking my path.

"What?"

"You're really going out dressed like that?" His eyes travel down to my stomach that peeked out of my top.

"Yes. I'm in highschool Stu, I'm aloud to show my belly button." I roll my eyes and duck under his arm. He shakes his head in disapproval as he follows me out the door.

When we arrive at school we are met by Tatum, she is Stu's girlfriend. I've met her quite a few times already as she comes over to the house often. It's nice to say I atleast I know one other person besides Stu.

"So are you excited?" Tatum asks me as Stu wraps an arm around her shoulders.

"About what?" I ask.

"You know, about starting at a new school!" She smiles.

"Ah, not really." I shrug. "School is not really my forte. Plus the thought of having to catch up with everybody makes me sick."

"I don't mean like that." She giggles. " arnt you excited to make new friends? Maybe meet somebody? Huh?"

"They'll make friends in no time." Stu grins. "Their just like me. Fun, loveable, attractive..."

"Careful, I can see your ego growing." I poke him in his side.

When we get inside I immediatly head to the office to grab my schedule and make my way to my classroom.

***

Stu and Tatum meet up with me after classes. Together we go to the fountain.

On its ledge sat a small group. A beautiful girl, leaning on her a scrawny guy with dark greasy hair and next to them-but also at a distance- another guy with lighter brown hair and very pretty blue eyes.

"Hey guys! This is my little nibling I was telling you about." Stu pats me on the head and I cross my arms.

"Little? Your literally a month older then me."

I introduce myself and the others do the same back. Sidney, her boyfriend Billy and Randy.

They take a seat and I plank myself down between Stu and Sidney.

"So, Liking Woodsboro so far?" Randy makes conversation with me, he was very sweet and gave off a very comforting vibe.

"I don't know, it seems nice on the surface but there is something about this place that feels a little off. I don't know why." I pride myself on being a good judge of character and I am usually right... I guess you could say I've got a strong intuition?

"Perhaps it's because everybody's feeling on edge about the murder."

"Murder?" I blink.

"Leslie didn't tell you?" Stu laughs. "Typical."

"So what happened?" They've peaked my curiosity.

"Last night somebody murdered a girl- Casey Becker- and her boyfriend-Steve Orth." Randy explains. "The police have no clue who could have done it, so everybody is on edge not knowing who it could be... it could really be anybody."

"Even you." He jokes, smirking and raising his brows.

"Why would it be me?" I question.

"Well, Stu said that you came to town yesterday... that same night they were murdered. Coincidence?"

"It's impossible for it to be her" Stu chimes in. "They were comepletely gutted amd hollowed out. Only a real man could do something like that."

"A woman could kill somebody!" Tatum retorts and the three of them argue.

I rub my forehead in disgust as Stu explains how to gut somebody in graphic detail, this isn't really the topic of conversation I had expected.

"Don't mind them, their horror movie nerds." Billy speaks up,  noticing my discomfort.

"You don't have to tell me. I know how tasteless Stu can be." I shake my head and he grins.

"If your not into scary movies, what do you like?" Billy continues the conversation.

"I'm more of a dirty dancing-ghost type of person."

"A Patrick Swayze fan?" He chuckles.

"Fan is an understatement." I laugh. "Romance movies in general are more up my alley."

I look at Sidney, she's stares blankly at the ground as if she is absorbing everything that is being said.

"What about you?" I ask her, trying to insert her into the conversation. I wouldn't want her to think I was making a move on her boyfriend.

"Oh yeah, i like those too." She replies as I snap her out of her trance.

Suddenly a voice bellows over the speakers, it's the principal. He gives a warning about arriving home safely.

Stu jumps up from the fountain, grabbing me by my wrist.

As I stand up I notice Billy give me a looking over, unbeknownst to Sidney. It sort of makes me uncomfortable and I duck slightly behind Stu.

"Come on, let's go home." He grins. "If any killer tries to come at you he'll have to get through me!"

"I'll go-" Stu pretends to punch and kick, making funny sound effects as he does so. "Your guts are safe with me!"

He pokes me in my stomach and I shoot him a dissatisfied glare.

I wave goodbye to the others as we walk off of school grounds.

That evening my grandparents announced that they would be going out of town. My parents had plans to go as well, in their words they needed a 'break from all of the stress.' But actively chose to leave me in it.

I didn't fussy the idea of me and Stu being left alone with a killer on the loose, but Stu was absolutely ecstatic. He was already making plans to hold a house party.

"I don't think thats a great idea." I explain my concern but he seems unphased.

"We can drink beer and watch horror movies!" He rubs his hands together in excitement.

"We don't know who the killer is, you could literally be inviting them into our home." I shudder at the thought.

"What if we already have?" He chuckles and my eyes widen.

"Just screwin with ya." He pats me on the back and lets out a hearty laugh.

I punch him in his arm. He really is simple minded.

He gets up from the couch, grabbing his backpack and heading toward the door.

"Where are you going all of a sudden?" I ask.

"I forgot that I promised Billy we'd hang out today. I'll be back in a few."

"Alright." I nod. Slumping down into the cushions and flicking through the channels on the television.