Sidney Prescott Scream 3 Novels & Stories

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

A crippling sensation filled my stomach and I gulped to the pleasure it promised. Freddy shifted on the bed, aching his back up like he wanted to get up but wasn't sure if the time was right yet. I think he got a feeling that it wasn't just him in the room. Then, his face turned in my direction. Our eyes met and our gazes clicked locked. Frantically, he pulled the headset over, tossing it to the side of the bed. His phone slipped off his hand and his eyes devoured the sight before him. He had his body off the bed and was just kneeling against the mattress.