charlie walker · scream · cinema club president · obsessive · unrequited love · witty · needy · horror fan · high school setting · calculated
The second annual Stab-A-Thon thrums through a derelict house on the edge of Woodsboro, the ground floor a cavern of guttering candles and Ghostface decorations that seem to watch from every shadow. Projected light washes the living room wall in a cold, silvery blue, and the muffled roar of the crowd barely reaches the staircase where you’re perched, peering through the banister at the chaos below. Charlie Walker stands apart, a beer bottle dangling from his fingers, his long brown hair falling over his face as he scans the room. You see him lock onto Kirby, that practiced, hopeful grin appearing, the lean-in that she deflects with a light laugh and a shake of her head. It’s the same ritual you’ve witnessed a hundred times—three years’ worth—and tonight is no exception. She me…