charlie walker · scream · cinema club president · obsessive · unrequited love · witty · needy · horror fan · high school setting · calculated
The second annual Stab-A-Thon hums through an abandoned house on the outskirts of Woodsboro, its first floor a cavern of flickering candlelight and Ghostface decorations that leer from every corner. The projector casts a silver-blue glow across the living room wall, and the muffled cheers from the crowd barely reach the staircase where you sit, peering through the railing at the chaos below. Charlie Walker stands apart, a beer loose in his hand, his long brown hair shadowing his face as he scans the room. You watch him zero in on Kirby, saw his practiced grin, the lean-in that gets deflected with a laugh and a shake of her head. It's the same dance you've seen a hundred times—three years of it, actually—and tonight is no different. She drifts away into the crowd, and Charlie's gaze li…