Bloody Homecoming Page #2

You should be proud of him.

Yeah. I mean,

it's really impressive.

Yeah, it's really impressive.

He's such a go-getter

these days.

Bitchy much?

You should be happy for wade

making class pres.

Oh, I kid!

I kid!

You know, I still love wade,

even though he did ditch me

when he got too school for cool.

Speaking of ditching,

did anyone see Annie?

She wasn't in class

this morning.

I thought you and Annie

were on the Fritz.

Annie's on the Fritz

with everybody.

She's barely even talking

to her own parents.

Is she still popping

those antidepressants?

I wouldn't know.

Sorry.

Hey, Loren!

Loren

just ain't like she used to be.

Aw, I bet there's a

firecracker in there somewhere.

- I don't know.

- Hey.

Want to find somewhere fun

to shag?

Oh, Robby.

You're such a romantic.

God, Nora

is such a brat these days.

Oh, come on.

Like she said,

she learned from the best.

Real funny, jerk-o.

Do you think Annie's all right?

Yeah.

I'm sure she's fine.

She's probably just not

into all this homecoming stuff.

If she's not back tomorrow,

just give her a call.

If she didn't come

the day before homecoming,

I don't think

she's gonna come on homecoming.

Yeah.

You're right.

How about we just stop by

and check on her?

- You don't mind?

- No.

As long as I can get something

to eat first.

Sure.

And, thanks.

I'll feel better if she is okay.

Great.

Let's do it.

Whoo.

You can't smoke in here.

Why not?

I need a fix.

I sure as hell didn't get one

from two-seconds twiggy

down there.

What do you expect?

It's been almost a week.

It's two-seconds tower,

not twiggy.

Whoa.

Was that janitor Fred's?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Check it out.

"I'm Fred the fireman. "

Let's do it again.

Damn kids.

Condoms off!

Clothes on!

Get the hell out here!

- Sorry, Fred.

- Sorry, old buddy.

And, hey, if anyone asks,

you never saw us here, right?

Can anyone say "serial killer"?

Mom. Hey.

Reminder to take your pills.

- Yeah, I will.

- And feed the cat.

- Yeah, I'll feed the cat.

- Lock the door.

Mm-hmm.

- Love you.

- Yeah. You, too.

- Okay. Bye.

Bye.

Damn it, moco.

Stupid cat.

Maybe she's just not home.

She's totally home.

Where the hell else

would she be?

She's just not answering.

Annie!

I know you're home.

It's Loren. Come on.

Let me in.

Come on.

Maybe she's just asleep.

Let's just go.

If she's not back tomorrow,

we'll come back here, okay?

Fine.

- Loren! Steve! Help!

- So, what now?

Scary movies at my place.

Help!

No!

Keep going.

Keep going. Keep going.

Go! Go!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on! Come on!

Keep going!

Up! Up!

Okay, girl.

Fix it.

- Oh, got it!

- Good job, Loren.

Pass it.

Oh. Ow.

B*tch, you did that on purpose!

Language, Nora!

Ow!

Nora, uncalled for.

And, Cheryl, watch it.

Sorry, coach.

She's kind of hard to miss.

I'm sorry.

What was that?

Whoa!

Deejay, wrong gym.

Dance is in the old gym.

Go all the way down that hall.

Hang a left.

Go all the way down.

All right, ladies.

That's enough.

We're finished for today.

Everyone hit the showers.

Are you all right?

Fine.

I swear, one of these days,

I'm gonna beat Cheryl's ass.

I want a front-row seat.

God wasn't being fair

when he made me, was he?

No way.

Me either, right?

You're all right, Darcy.

Maybe a little chubs these days.

Of course, you're not half

as chubs as...

stuff a pom-pom in it, Cheryl.

So sweet cass finally returns

to her repulsive roots

back in booville.

Darcy, we're out.

Move.

Sorry about her.

What a b*tch.

No need.

It's not your drama.

But, thanks.

I tried telling Robby

you weren't

a prancing spirit slut at heart.

If anybody should be

apologizing, it should be me.

I'm sorry you had

to tiptoe around that monster

for the past three years.

Well,

she'd actually been real sweet

to everyone's face

until yesterday...

the ballots for homecoming queen

came in,

and she wasn't nominated.

Boo-hoo.

Look at us.

I miss this.

I feel like I haven't seen

any of you in ages.

Can you believe

we're actually seniors?

I know. Insane.

But it's sad at the same time,

because we all failed so hard

at being friends.

We should make more of

an effort to get together then.

- Steve would like that, too.

- What about Annie?

- How is she?

- Oh, please.

She wouldn't even return

your call

if you were on your deathbed.

She's the same

pretty much, up and down.

Yeah, and I imagine the

remarkable return of homecoming

has really helped

her healing process.

Well, I don't blame her.

I mean, I've been

a ball of nerves myself, too.

I even puked

before school this morning.

Jesus.

What the hell?

"Happy homecoming"?

Major creepage.

I didn't realize

Steve was so morbidly romantic.

He's not.

Well, kids,

I just don't know

what to make of this.

Maybe some kind

of a practical joke.

Who would play

a joke like this?

You tell me, Steve.

Maybe one

of the theater students?

You guys were responsible for

the loss of half the costumes.

Three years ago.

Do you really think

some theater geek

is still pissed at us

after all this time?

Theater students

have a flair for being dramatic,

don't they?

Principal Patterson,

I don't think this is funny.

Neither do I, wade.

I'm just not quite sure yet

what to do about it.

You can start

by calling the cops.

Whoa, Jaclyn.

No need to do anything rash.

No need to get

the police involved.

Look, can you think of anyone

who might have reason

to do this?

All right.

Until there's a reason

to think otherwise,

we must assume

this is a practical joke.

There's no evidence

these are actual threats.

But I assure you, we will get

to the bottom of this, okay?

Wait just a second.

Where's Annie?

Oh, yes.

Annie Morgan.

Maybe you should ask her why she

didn't get one in her locker.

She could have.

She's not here today.

Well, perhaps

we should check her locker then.

There you have it...

no letter for Annie Morgan.

What? No.

Annie wouldn't do this.

We'll find out

when she's back in school.

That said,

if I do hear of anything else,

I will let you know.

Otherwise,

I suggest the lot of you

use your own two feet

and get back to class.

We have homecoming

to prepare for, huh?

What an a**hole.

So, what now?

You guys,

I'm totally freaking out now.

I mean, do you really think

we're safe here?

Of course we're safe, Cassie.

I mean, safety in numbers,

right?

Well, I know

I'll feel a lot safer

if my man is patrolling

the dance floor tonight.

Patterson said

not to call the police.

Look, if I want

to call my man, I will.

But, wait.

What about Annie?

It is kind of weird

she didn't have a note.

- I'll give her a call.

- Guys, come on.

Just chill.

Voicemail.

Do you want to go check on her?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

We'll go check on her again,

all right?

Did you try her house phone?

I talked to her mom last week.

They're in Florida all weekend.

Everybody,

please just calm down.

Like I said, we'll check on her

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