"Ouch! Dammit!" screamed Kevin, who just cut himself with his razor while shaving.

"Be careful there, dude, don't kill yourself," Sean laughed.

Kevin didn't say anything.

He just gave Sean the "dumbass" look and continued to shave and sing along to Led Zeppelin's "Kashmir," which he had on his CD player, when there was a knock at the door.

It was Krista.

"Hey, Sean," she said, "Hey, Frank Sinatra, I mean Kevin," making fun of his singing.

"Kev is trying to kill himself, but other than that, things are cool," Sean replied.

"No, asswipe, I just cut myself shaving," Kevin interjected.

"Oh, ok," Krista said, looking over at Kevin, noticing he didn't have a shirt on.

A smile immediately came to her face.

"Krista, after I am done shaving, we are gonna go hike up to Crystal Point," Kevin said. "Wanna come with?"

"Who is we?" Krista asked.

"Whoever wants to go," Kevin answered.

"Okay, as long as you are going," Krista said cheerfully.

"Of course," Kevin said, changing the song on his burnt CD to Marilyn Manson's "Disposable Teens."

"Manson gets a bad rap," Kevin said.

"Yeah, he gives himself a bad rap down his pants with his mouth," Sean joked.

"Hey, that's not true," Kevin added.

"What isn't true?" Krista asked.

"Marilyn Manson got his floating rib taken out so he can, you know," Sean stated, bobbing his head up and down between his legs.

"Ewww, gross!" Krista interjected.

"Shut up dick, that's not true," Kevin replied. "The truth is in his book."

"Whatever," Sean replied.

"Well, I'm gonna go get ready. It's a long hike. Where are we going to meet at?" Krista stated.

"Right out in the middle of the cabins," Kevin stated. "We can go from there."

"Okay, see ya in about 15," Krista said, heading out the door.

"Bye," Kevin said, setting his razor down.

"Manson never got his floating rib taken out you dumbass," Kevin told Sean, throwing his pillow at him.

"That's what I heard," Sean replied, laughing.

"So, what's the deal, you coming with us to Crystal Point?" Kevin asked.

"No, man, I think I will hang out here, I am still really sore from yesterday," Sean replied.

"I wonder what the wreckage looks like?" Kevin asked.

"Who cares? My fuckin Jeep is totaled," Sean replied. "I don't want to see it."

"Suit yourself," Kevin replied. "We might pass it somewhere along the way."

"Okay, if you do, see if you can salvage anything from it," Sean requested. "My Fedorov ice skates are in there."

"Sure thing," Kevin answered, "If we see it, we'll check it out."

"Thanks man," Sean said, giving him a high-five.

"Okay dude, see ya later," Kevin said, splashing on his Old Spice after-shave, throwing on a Boston U. hockey t-shirt, and heading out the door.


"God, Krista, he is so awesome in bed," Nikki told her sister. "That was the best I've ever had."

"You say that every time you sleep with a guy," Krista replied. "What makes him any different?"

"Maybe because I know he was forbidden, sorta like the Garden of Eden," Nikki commented. "He was the forbidden fruit- and I loved every minute of eating it!"

"You make me sick, you know that?" Krista blared.

"Oh, whatever," Nikki blasted. "You are just jealous because you haven't gotten Scott's hottie cousin Kevin in bed yet."

"Shut up, bitch!" Krista yelled. "It's not like that."

"Yeah," Nikki continued, "You aren't happy cause you can't round the bases with him. Hell, I've gotten further than you!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Krista asked, puzzled.

"Well, uh, when I was down by the lake, I was attacked by some guy in a mask, and Kevin came and rescued me," Nikki said.

"So?" Krista replied. "Kevin would do that for anybody."

"SO," Nikki snobbishly continued, "I kissed him, and we got into it."

"SHUT UP NIKKI!" Krista continued to yell.

"Yeah, if Scott hadn't shown up, we might have done it right there," Nikki finished, blowing it way out of proportion.

"Liar!" Krista yelled.

"Fine then, don't believe me," Nikki said, "But he is one hell of a kisser. If I didn't turn my attention to Scott, I would have definitely stayed in his cabin last night."

Krista then broke down into tears.

"Ha Ha," Nikki laughed, "Little sis breaks down yet again cause I am stealing her boyfriend."

"You aren't taking Kevin away from me," Krista cried. "This is the first guy I've ever had deep feelings for and I am not letting you ruin it. Not this time!"

"I think he wants me," Nikki said. "You can't argue with the way he kissed me."

Krista said nothing, just gave her sister a cold stare.

"In fact, he might be my next conquest," Nikki still continued, I'll bet he's a stallion in bed, too."

"You slut!" Krista yelled, breaking into tears, "I am ashamed to be your sister."

"Well, I am ashamed to be your sister too," Nikki replied. "So why don't you just get outta here."

"Maybe I will," Krista replied, grabbing her Jansport bookbag and heading out the door. "Goodbye!"

Krista neglected to tell Nikki where she was going, for fear of Nikki getting to Kevin the way she did Scott and ruining yet another relationship.


Meanwhile, on the other side of the camp, Scott was hiking back toward camp.

What have I done? Scott thought. Ashley really does care about me, and I am fuckin up big time. She's not like the others. The others were just property. Ashley is different. I really care about her. She is not just a piece of meat. And then I fall prey to Nikki. What an asshole I must be.

"Damn Nikki," Scott said aloud to himself. "Ashley, here I come baby."

As Scott made his way through the woods, standing right behind him about 50 yards away was Jason Voorhees, following him every step of the way.

Just then, Jason stepped on a branch, which Scott heard crack behind him.

"What the hell?" Scott asked.

"Just my imagination," Scott said. "Gotta get to Ashley."

So Scott took off running back to camp in his best sprint, leaving Jason, who was closing in with his machete, in the dust.

Scott arrived at cabin two, Emmy and Ashley's cabin, and knocked on the door.

Emmy answered.

"Ashley doesn't want to talk to you," Emmy said. "So go away."

"Please, Emmy, I need to talk to her," Scott pleaded. "I need to tell her how sorry I am.

Emmy was shocked.

Scott had never used the word please before in his life. And now, he just said it? Maybe Scott was finally realizing what a jerk he was.

"Hold on," Emmy said.

An instant later, Ashley came out, closing the door behind her.

"Come on," Ashley said, grabbing Scott's hand. "We have a lot to talk about."

"Yeah, we do," Scott replied, looking up at the midday sun.

"You ready?" Kevin asked as Krista approached. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, what makes you think something's wrong?" Krista asked.

"Well, your makeup is smeared around your eyes. What happened?" Kevin asked.

"It's Nikki," Krista stated. "She is driving me over the deep end."

"Don't worry about queen bitch, I know what she did to Scott and Ashley," Kevin responded.

"Is anyone else going?" Krista asked.

"Nope, Sean pussed out, I wasn't about to ask Scott or Ashley, and I certainly don't want Nikki going," Kevin answered.

"I asked Emmy," Krista added. "She said she would meet us at Crystal Point at 4 o'clock. Maybe she will drag Sean along with her."

"4 o'clock," Kevin said. "Well, we better hurry if we are gonna make it there and back before dark."

"Okay," Krista said, grabbing Kevin's hand as they hiked off into the wilderness.

What they didn't notice was, still lurking in the shadows, machete in hand, was Jason Voorhees, biding his time before he would strike.

No teenager would survive Friday The 13th in his house.

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