As we entered the kitchen we were met with some few sitting by a table chatting; a more realistic ghost, a creepy doctor and an interesting spider costume. They were all girls.
The bartender was obviously a grown up man. Maybe it's someone's father or something? Giving us mixes of juice and soda drinks that looked scary. The drink I got was purple with a spider looking candy in the bottom. His was green with a worm candy. But they all tasted completely normal. The rest was up to the imagination."They all look so good! Seems like everyone got a good costume!" I yelled since the music was a bit too loud.
"Yes. We're the only ones going for this movie though."
I barely heard him and nodded trying to spare my voice.
The bartender came out warning them to turn it down a little. Because it was bothering people even in other rooms. And the room soon got bearable again.Someone suddenly popped up from nowhere with a scary clown mask and a camera. Taking pictures of us all in self chosen groups. Those dancing or standing on the table stage was made as one group as they was allowed to keep playing and dancing under the photo.
Soon after he/she, the clown came to us and I got a shiver down my spine by the look of it. I don't know why but it creeped me out a bit. ____ clearly noticed it and took a hand on my shoulder as protection. I wasn't scared, just creeped out.
We posed for the photo as the perfect pair. He wanted us to stand like this and that but it somehow ended up differently. Because I didn't get what that clown tried to say. Signaling stuff with pantomime and all. The clown laughed before he/she took the picture. A creepy laughter. Apparently we must have looked funny or something. I wonder who it is. Clearly not our age. Maybe someone's older sister or brother?A cat and a bee just ran past us and we got a little laugh. Who dresses up as a bee here? And why is that cat following after?
Soon after pizza was served and everyone gathered together in different queues. When everyone had got a slice of pizza someone suggested to go out in the garden and most people agreed and followed through.
I dragged the pumpkin king with me out the door and we walked around the garden looking at other people going crazy around in their costume roles. It felt so good being here even though I didn't know what to do other than walk or stand around eating pizza and talk. Is that all there is to parties like these? Aren't we going to do something? Like a competition or game?
I looked at ____. He was very quiet today. Too quiet actually.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh... yeah" he said starting to fiddle with his pumpkin head hat that hang from his neck.
"Uhm... are you nervous?"
He looked at me like I had found out something he didn't want me to know. "What is it? Why are you nervous? Should I be nervous too?"
"Huh? No. It's nothing you should be nervous about." He said and tried a calming smile. "I guess I'm just being weird. Don't worry about it."
"Oh? Okay..."
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The Plant
Short StoryThis one is about.... oh. I don't want to spoil it for you but... a plant, a boy, bullies and a girl...