Abby's POV

Stu and I walked into the video store, looking for movies to rent for tonight. As we walked in, Randy whizzed by on a cart full of movies. We walked up behind him and Stu knocked the stack of movies out of Randy's hand, "Ohhhh" he said in a funny voice, giggling.

I laughed but helped Randy pick up the movies.

"Dork." Randy said to Stu.

"Jesus, this place is packed tonight man." Stu said.

"We had a run in the mass murder section." Randy replied.

"Comin' to my fiesta?"

"Yeah, I'm off early. Curfew, you know."

A shorter blonde girl walked up to Randy, "What's that werewolf movie with E.T.'s mom in it?" she asked.

"The Howling. Horror. Straight ahead." The girl thanked Randy and then walked towards the horror section.

"Hey Randy, got any recommendations for movies tonight? Preferably something scary," I asked.

Something caught Randy's eye and he completely ignored my question, "Oh, now that's in poor taste."

I rolled my eyes. I hate being ignored. Maybe that's why I like Stu so much.

"What?" Stu asked.

Three sets of eyes turn to see Billy Loomis, in the horror section, talking to two blonde chicks.

"If you were the only suspect in a senseless bloodbath, would you be standing in the horror section?" Randy said.

I looked to Stu, "What? It was just a misunderstanding he didn't do anything." Stu said nodding in Billy's direction.

"You're such a little lapdog. He's got killer printed all over his forehead."

"Ohhh-kayy!" Stu said in a mocking tone.

"We'll then why'd the cops let him go?" I asked Randy.

"Yeah, smart guy." Stu added, smirking at me.

"Because obviously they don't watch enough movies. This is standard horror movie stuff. Prom Night revisited, man." Randy replied to the both of us.

"Yeah? Well why would he want to kill his own girlfriend?" Stu replied; he put his head on my shoulder.

"There's always some stupid, bullshit reason to kill your girlfriend. That's the beauty of it all: simplicity. Besides, if it gets too complicated, you lose your target audience." Randy explained.

"Well, what's his reason?" Stu said, nodding towards Billy again.

Randy almost whispered, "Maybe Sidney wouldn't have sex with him."

"What is she saving herself for you?" Stu joked.

"She totally is. She has a thing for you Randy." I continued. Stu and I were trying our best to hold in our laughter at this point. Randy was so gullible.

"Really?! Now that Billy tried to mutilate her, do you think she'll go out with me?" Randy asked me.

Stu and I laughed in Randy's face.

Stu put his hand up to his mouth like he was a little girl gossiping about a boy she liked. But then completely changed his facial expression, "No, I don't, at all. No."

"You know who I think it is?" Stu leaned in closer to Randy, "I think it's her father. Why can't they find her pops, man?"

"Because he's probably dead. His body will come poppin' up in the last reel somewhere!" Randy started to raise his voice and continued, "Eyes gauged out, fingers cut off, teeth knocked out!"

"Randy, shut up you shithead." I said. Stu gave Randy a look, telling him to shut up.

"The police are always off track with this shit." Randy continued, growing louder, "If they'd watched Prom Night, they'd save time. There's a formula to it! A very simple formula!"

Randy was yelling now, "EVERYBODY'S A SUSPECT!!"

The whole store went quiet.

Stu imitated smoking a blunt, mouthing "he's high" to the nearby shoppers.

"I'm telling you, the dad's a red herring. It's Billy." Randy confirmed his suspicion.

Suddenly, Billy came up behind Randy, grabbing Randy's shirt collar.

"How do we know you're not the killer? Huh?" Billy asked Randy.

This was definitely getting a bit suspicious. Why the hell would Billy act like this? He's totally blowing his cover.

Stu came up behind Randy, leaning on his shoulders, and I came up to the side of Stu.

"Hi Billy." Randy was completely dumb-struck.

"Maybe your movie-freaked mind lost its reality button. You ever think of that?" Billy was clearly aggravated.

"You're absolutely right. I'm the first to admit it. If this were a scary movie, I'd be the prime suspect." Randy replied to Billy.

"And what would be your motive?" Stu asked in a lower voice, beginning to play with Randy's earlobe.

Randy quickly jolted his head to look at Stu and I, but I quickly looked away when we made eye contact, "Its the millennium. Motives are incidental."

"Millennium. Hmm. Millennium. I like that. That's good. It's the millennium." Billy said as he squeezed Randy's nose. "Good kid." Billy added, while patting Randy's cheek. And then Billy walked away.

"Millennium. Good word, my man." Stu said.

"And you're telling me that's not a killer?" Randy asked, pointing to Billy.

"Nah." Stu and I said together.

"How about Halloween, Evil Dead, Hellraiser, Prom Night, and Terror Train for tonight?" Randy looked to me, finally answering my question from earlier.

"Randy, you totally have a thing for Jamie Lee Curtis." I told him.

"I can check you out up front." Randy said, walking away, which totally confirms my theory about Jamie Lee.

"I'll go pay for these, you head back to the car okay?" Stu said.

"'Kay." I replied, smiling.

I went back to my car in the store's parking lot. And there was Billy, leaning on the side of my car. I walked up to Billy, now standing directly in front of him.

"Hey." He said.

"Hi Billy."

"Did Stu tell you the plan?"

"Most of it."

"Good."

"He told me that we're going to stay out of it. I can't kill Sidney, I think you know that."

Billy stood up straight, "Of course I knew that. You're such a little bitch, you don't do anything."

"Because I'm not a psychotic teenager that wants to kill all my friends? I don't think that makes me a bitch."

"You know, you're kind of hot when you get angry like that."

"Piss off Mama's boy."

Thankfully at that moment Stu came out of the video store and walked right over to me, putting his arm protectively around my waist.

"She's hot when she gets angry." Billy told Stu.

"Go fuck yourself Billy." Stu said.

"You better help me tonight, Stu. She can stay out of it, but you can't."

"Yeah, what'll you do if I don't?"

"I'll kill her."

"I would kill you first."

"We'll see." Billy said. He walked out of the video store's parking lot.

Stu put his hand on the small of my back and walked me to the passenger's side of my car. He shut the door after I got in and I buckled my seatbelt.

Stu got into the driver's seat, buckling his seatbelt and turning on the car.

'Something in the Way' by Nirvana began playing on the radio.

"Are you okay?" Stu asked me.

"Yeah. I've been getting death threats from him ever since I got involved."

"I'm so sorry he's been like that towards you. He knows that it'll affect me more if he takes his anger out on you."

"It's okay Stu, I can manage."

I smiled,

"I am a bitch after all."