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𝐈. 𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞

Amara narrowed her eyes, staring at the couple before her. Eyes focused on the tense shoulders, minute flinches when she got too close, the barely contained eye roll.

Billy fucking Loomis might have half of Woodsboro population convinced that he was a doting, loving and caring boyfriend to one fragile Sidney Prescott.

But Amara Hyun, in all her seventeen years, knew better. And that the supposed ‘it’ couple was no more than some fake relationship.

Well, fake for one of them at least.

Sidney looked relaxed in his arms, playing with his fingers, resting against his chest with a content smile.

In any other situation, she would be happy for the girl. Knowing how hard her life has been since the death of her mother, who had been so brutally murdered.

But as Billy moves away from Sidney in guise of picking up his burger to eat, Amara can only shake her head.

“Yo Mara, you zone out again” Stu’s goofy voice bringing her away from the couple, looking to her friend raising his brows, wiggling them much to her amusement.

“Hmm fine stu, just thinking of my next big investigation” she looks over to Billy and Sidney, giving them a quick once over before looking back to the blonde.

“Oh yeah? When’s the next big scoop” Everyone else looking to her, Randy stoping his conversation about the atrocity of the cinema world and it’s predictability.

Amara sneaks a look at the couple, Billy catching her eye and staring at her without a single change in his face. His usual deadpan expression, charcoal brown eyes almost mesmerising as they stare.

The Loomis boy all but quirks an eyebrow at Amara, no surprise that he had caught her staring. She expected it from someone like him.

“Thinking of doing an expose on fake relationships in the school. Seen a few too many and wouldn’t mind the drama that comes with it” she smirks at her friends when Sidney and Tatum whine about mean she was.

Randy throwing his two-piece in about she should do a piece on horror cinema, to which she tunes out, already used to his nerdy talks.

But Amara takes the most interest at how Billy sits up a little straighter, hand squeezing around his drink, almost crushing it. The way Stu doesn’t even jump into the teasing either, looking between Billy and herself.

Amara tilts her head slightly as she looks at Billy, facing him head on.

Neither speak, the world around them goes silent like theirs nobody else but the two of them.

Amara doesn’t know how to describe her relationship with Billy. Like everyone else in their friend group she had grown up in Woodsboro all her life.

She had been friends with Billy and Stu for just as long. Becoming friends with Sidney, Tatum and Randy when they hit middle school.

But Billy had always been a mystery, he kept a closed lid on who he was, you could never read him. You could guess, you could think you’ve understood him, but that was only because he chose what to show.

It made Amara insane, the same way a drug addict would scratch at their skin for their next hit, she wanted to figure out every single thought, emotion and miscellaneous idea that passes through the mind of Billy Loomis.

Amara smirked at her friend before standing and turning to everyone, packing her bags as she talked.

“As lovely as todays little outing was, mama is expecting me home soon, and I need to stop by the grocery store”

Her her bag hanging off her shoulder she turns to the rest of her friends, Sidney and Tatum standing to give her a goodbye hug.

“We need a girls night soon? Come to mine tomorrow, we can all go to school together on Monday” Sidney looked to both girls, Tatum nodding excitedly and Amara agreeing to go along.

“Course sounds like a swell idea. I’ll let my parents know”

She waves goodbye to Randy who doesn’t bother getting of his ass, turning back to Sidney as he continues to spiral about some new movie he had seen.

She rolls his eyes, well aware of his crush on the girl. Amara was sure that even Billy knew it, perhaps one of the reasons he was a little harsher with the Meeks boy.

Everyone knew, all but Sidney, oblivious to Randy feelings for her.

Arms wrap around her and lifts her off the ground, yelping as she’s brought against a warm and built chest. Vanilla and body spray invading her senses as she tilts her head back.

Blue eyes twinkling in the sun as Stu grins down at her.

Where Billy was closed off tighter than a high max prison. Stu was an open book, at least most of the time.

Their relationship had always been playful, a little flirty at times, which had only slightly simmered down since he started dating Tatum.

“Stu”

“Amara” he grins, holding her close to him, Amara all but relaxing in his hold.

“Gonna let go of me now?” Stu shakes his head, resting his head on her shoulder, Amara resting her hand on his head and petting his hair.

“Like a puppy aren’t you? Go fetch” Amara throws an imaginary ball in the direction of Billy and can’t help the laughter when Stu lets go of her.

And throws himself at the Loomis boy, who swears and shoves Stu off at him, everyone watching the two as they play wrestle.

“Alight ladies, I’ll see you tomorrow” Amara throws an air kiss at the group and begins walking towards the shop.

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Amara leans against the trolley, looking at the shopping list in one hand and throwing in the a few extra snacks for tomorrow nights sleepover with Sid and Tatum.

And as she walked through the shop, collecting what her Ma needed, she couldn’t help but think about one boy in particular.

She wouldn’t say she was attracted to Billy, sure he was very handsome, probably the best looking out of everyone at attended Woodsboro High.

But that deep grained itch to study everything about him was something she couldn’t ignore, constant studying her friend, watching his every move.

Someone would call her stalker or mentally ill. But nobody else would ever understand what she feels, how she craves forbidden knowledge.

The innate need to know about everything about everyone. To be five steps ahead whilst everyone is still trying to understand the rules.

Billy was her enigma. A puzzle she could not figure out, no matter how much time she spent on it, nothing could get through it.

And it made her crazy. It made her so damn crazy because of how obsessed she was with him.

Resting head on the trolley Amara can’t help but let out a groan, her mind moving faster than she wants.

“Fuck me”

“Only if you ask nicely”

The familiar low and monotone voice speaks from behind her, much to close. A sharp tingle went down her back and she’s unable to keep her breath steady. Spice and vanilla invade her senses, curling around her like a blanket, her mind in a haze. His eyes burning into the back of her head.

Amara closes her eyes for a second, before spinning around meeting those mesmerising brown eyes.

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And welcome to the very first chapter of egregious! I recently watched the entire Scream franchise (in one sitting) and fell deeply, deeply in love.

I hope yall enjoy this, im also thinking of posting this one ao3! Not sure when or if I will.

Some little notes, Amara Hyun is my oc, but you can also read this as a yn if you prefer.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy, let me know your thoughts!

— nyx