Abby's POV

I quickly sat up and cranked up the music that was now booming through the speaker. As I was messing with the music, Stu went and opened his front door letting in about 30 seniors.

"Welcome to the fiesta!" Stu yelled as everyone began walking into his house. "Food is coming soon! We have drinks in the fridge!!"

As soon as Stu said that, everyone rushed over to the fridge in the kitchen grabbing a bunch of beers. I had cleverly placed a package of Solo cups on the island next to the fridge.

The party was had been going on for about fifteen minutes when Stu decided to get out a funnel and a long tube as a way to drink his beer. His friend poured a beer down the funnel, which went through the tube, and into Stu's mouth. I stood next to Stu, a half-full beer in my hand.

Stu and his friend switched positions, now Stu was pouring beer down the funnel.

"Caterer's here!" I heard Tatum's familiar voice say as she walked into the kitchen. Sidney was with her as well and they both had huge bags of food in their hands.

"Oh! That's absurd," Tatum said as soon as she saw what Stu and his friends were doing. "Hey Abby!"

"Hey Tatum, hey Sid! I'm glad you guys are finally here. I'm not sure how much longer I could've dealt with this." I said, turning my head and giving a glance towards Stu and his friends.

"Yeah, you guys were tardy for the party so we started without you." Stu said. His friend finished downing a beer through the funnel contraption, "My man!"

Tatum and Sidney began unpacking all of the food that they got from the grocery store. Pretzels, chips, popsicles, more drinks, popcorn, and a whole crap ton of candy.

"Geez Tatum, you tryin to feed the whole town of Woodsboro?" Stu asked her.

Tatum simply rolled her eyes at Stu's comment and turned to me, "You look smoking hot."

"Aw thanks Tatum. So do you though, I love your skirt." I responded, pointing to the brightly colored skirt that she was wearing.

"Me too," she laughed. "it really accentuates my ass. Don't you think?" She asked me, turning around so that I could see the spiral of color that ended right at the middle of her ass.

I laughed, "It really does."

Sidney glanced down, noticing the necklace sitting on my upper chest, "S?" She asked.

"From Stu, he gave it to me before the party." I said as I picked up the necklace from its resting place, briefly looking at it.

"Aw that's so romantic," Tatum said. "I want a boyfriend."

"What about Randy?" Sidney asked Tatum.

Tatum and I both looked at each other and burst into laughter. Through my laughs I said, "He's got a thing for you, Sid."

"Does not!"

"Does too!!" Tatum and I said in unison.

"Gross."

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Soon everyone migrated from the kitchen into the living room. I was laying on Stu's lap while Tatum and Sidney were sitting next to us on the couch. The music was still booming.

Randy was stood at the front of the room, in front of the TV, "How many Evil Dead's?"

A few people shouted.

"How many Hellraiser's?" Randy asked the group.

More people shouted.

"The Fog, Terror Train, Prom Night. How come Jamie Lee Curtis is in all of these movies?" Sidney asked Randy.

Randy moved over to where Sid was sitting on the couch, "She's the... Scream Queen." He said to her, putting his hands together in a prayer position.

"Well with a set of lungs like that, she should be." Stu said. I was still sitting on his lap, leant back onto his chest. Our hands were intertwined with one another's as we talked with our friends.

"Yeah." Randy agreed with him.

I rolled my eyes looking at both Tatum and Sidney, "Tits. See?"

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Oh, I'll get it." Stu said as he began to climb over the back of the couch, tripping in the process.

"Hey, Tate, grab me another beer, would ya?" Stu asked Tatum.

"What am I, the beer wench?" Tatum said to herself.

Tatum got up from the couch walking into the kitchen. She soon came back, "There's no beers in the kitchen."

"There's more in the garage." Some boy in a blue striped shirt suggested.

Tatum was about to head to the garage when Stu came back into the living room. "You are not gonna believe who's here. It's that chick from Top Story!"

"Gale Weathers?!" Randy asked, way too excitedly.

Everyone started fangirling over Gale being here, except Sidney, Tatum, and I.

I stood up from the couch, walking over to where Tatum was. She had the most judgemental facial expression as she watched her brother, deputy Dewey, walk in with Gale.

"Dewey." She said, wiggling her finger, motioning him to come over to us.

"What is she doing here?" Tatum asked him.

"She's with me!" Dewey said, cheerfully. "I'm just checking things out."

"And you did," I said to him.

"Now leave and take your media mouth with you." Tatum continued.

Sidney got up from the couch, trying to move away from Gale. But as she went into the hallway, the two brushed against each other. Sidney looked very distraught.

A girl in a bright blue top looked at Gale in awe, "I just think you're awesome."

"Oh, thank you very much." Gale said.

Another girl said, "I watch your show religiously."

"That's great." Gale responded.

I continued watching Gale as she made her way around the living room. She stopped in front of the TV, and slightly bent down, slipping something next to the VCR player. I decided not to think much about it.

Instead, I focused on Tatum making her way towards the basement door. That skirt really did make her ass look good.