What is love?

Chapter 12

It's been a while since our weird meeting. Though it seems like March has forgotten about it, I haven't. At random intervals in the day, that memory of my hand creeping up to his and the sudden waft of warm and comfort just appeared out of nowhere and creeps me out. Like seriously, you're trying to measure exactly 12 pints of solution but ending up with 20 because you shivered so much and your mind goes blank. But honestly, I'm glad he forgot it. It's enough having my brain reminding that to me everyday. I don't need him doing that too. I don't think I'll be alive the next day if he did that. I'd have buried myself alive.

Anyways, days turned into weeks and weeks to months. Both me and March had been going on to multiple hangouts, study sessions and game evenings. And I myself had shown a bit improvement in chess. Not too much to overthrown him, but enough to nearly unseat him half a game. But his instincts pricked up and I lost. But nevertheless, in these two months  - yes, it's almost two months - we've bonded a lot. We've become the closest of friends though not that close. I'm still the old stubborn, secretive, emo and monochrome Scarlette. Only, the painting's not too monochrome now. The artist decided to add a streak of color to break the grays. And it worked! I'm a bit open up and extroverted now but not too much. My stubbornness prevents me from changing too much. It's like some kind of extra tough shell that prevents me from changing 100%. Even March can't break that barrier. Well, not yet. Maybe he will. Maybe he won't. Who knows?

By the way, it's getting closer to the 31st of October and we all know what day it is. Beside Halloween I meant. Drumroll please. (Unnecessary excessive drumrolls) It's my birthday! Yes, my birthday falls on the exact same day as The Headless Nick's death day and Halloween. Pretty good isn't it? You want to know something funny? I'm a girl born in a day of spooks. A day where one splashes oneself in fake blood to trick people to giving them sweets. Like some kind of sweets vampire. And coincidentally, the girl lived up to her birthday and become an emo girl that is rather infamous around the school grounds. Infamous not because of breaking school rules or anything - don't believe the rumors, I'ma good girl! But because of some ruddy scar. Ever since I got that scar, I swore to never explore the woods beyond the school grounds ever again. Promise. It's an oath you guys! An oath!

Speaking of promises, if you remembered, March promised to celebrate my birthday with me since I have no one to celebrate them with. I mean, mom and dad are going to video call me but it'll be later in the evenings when they get back from work. Like me, my parents are a workaholic. So, since my parents are going to celebrate later in the evenings and since March is a good friend who pays his unnecessary debt, he's going to celebrate it with me. On this spooky, spooky day, the whole school - if they are willing to - will help with the decorations and activities. So, there's no class to day - hooray -  and there are multiple activities outside. There's a face painting stall, corn maze, haunted house, pumpkin pastries stall and much, much more. I have never seen the garden so crowded. 

Also, we're - as you've guessed - are wearing costumes. Mom had chosen my costume last summer at it was absolutely brilliant. A bloody mafia! There's a history behind this too. Everyone thought I had died in some war but I revived and totally have no intention to hide my battle scars - a.k.a. my actual scar. The costumes matched up with my mood and personality so much that I think I'll wear it for bed today. Nah, nah, nah, just joking! I ain't that weird. Anyways, the costume is made up of a sleek, black peplum, leggings, knee high boots and a dangly belt all with silver thorns at the hem. I also decided to clip my bangs away with some black hairpin I found on the bottom of my trunk and equipped myself with a black toy gun. I wake up super early today to paint stitches and blood stains to my neck, face and hands. I need to look the part. Finally, once the looks are done, I picked up my pumpkin basket to hunt for candies in the corn maze. Well, I will hunt for candies after I check up on March during breakfast. I haven't had any yet and I am absolutely starving.