Northern Lights

Chapter 5: Halloween

Sienna giggled as Skye continued to shower her neck with kisses when he found out she was ticklish there and Aurora tried not to hurl her breakfast of fresh out of the oven chocolate croissant and that Louise made for her before she left for school and chocolate almond milk at their lovey-doveyness.

"Hey Rose!" A blond with spiky hair and huge Styrofoam sword strapped to his back barreled towards her, his clunky boots thumping loudly, parting the crowd easily. He looked like he just stepped out of a Final Fantasy game. She ogled his exposed muscled arms. She had a thing for athletic and fit bodies.

How Jace managed to single her out amongst the many costumed teenagers, she will never know. He slapped his warm hands on both of her shoulders as he surveyed her up and down and whistled low. He fanned his face. "Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?"

His twin, also blond haired and blue eyed grinning boy, inserted himself between Jace and Aurora, managing to push Jace away a couple feet while Jace snaked an arm around her waist and rested his chin on top of her head. He was dressed as the dark uniform of the police with his hair slicked back.

Aurora's mother had flown in a gorgeous red velvet cloak and medieval looking dress and she was Little Red Riding Hood for Halloween. Rather fitting for her since she just recently watched Red Riding Hood with Skye and Sienna. She hadn't been able stop thinking about Amanda Seyfried's gorgeous cloak so she decided to be a nerdy Little Red Riding Hood even if she knew she was going to be bombarded with so many clichés and teasing.

"Are you going to Morel's party?"

She thought Maverick was leaning his entire weight on her head because she could feel herself buckling at the knees.

"I don't think I was invited." She pouted up to him, while poking his side to get him off her head. Maverick gave a little shriek and danced away.

Jace looked like he was going to take Maverick's place but Aurora wielded two her two fingers like a weapon as he came close. He stopped at a distance where Aurora can't reach him.

"I think I just invited you, because I was invited and was told to invite a plus one."

 "And invited Ivan. You know how those two are 'attached at the hips' like us—"

"And Ivan's emo scene girlfriend."

"She's not emo." She finally interrupted the twin's odd way of talking, making herself very hypocritical since that was she thought of Skye's overly-colorful-yet-not-having-some-identity-crisis girlfriend. Sienna was...nice, sometimes, when she wants to be.

"Sure she isn't." Jace and Maverick looked down at her with startlingly similar expression of condescension. She attempted to flick them in the nose but they just swatted her away.

Aurora glanced at Skye and Sienna. Sienna had a medium amount of black eyeliner around her blue eyes, with her blond heavily layered hair with a large lock of aquamarine hair flopping on her left eye, her snake bites. She was also wearing one of her numerous amount band tees, and black and blue striped tutu looking skirt and her black converse.

Aurora was slightly disappointed Sienna didn't dress up as River Tam, Skye's favorite female character as what she suggested but Sienna still looked a tulle-y version of herself for Halloween. While Sienna looked like some modern gothic princess, Skye looked like the space cowboy he is suppose to be costumed as.

Aurora lifted her camera and clicked the shutter button a couple times before pointing it to the twins, both of them smiling widely with Jace sticking out a peace sign.

"So how come your costumes aren't related? Cloud Strife and a boring cop?"

"You don't recognize the slick back hair?" Maverick stood gaping at her, looking miffed. She shrugged unapologetically. If she didn't recognize the character then he probably wasn't cute.

"I'm the T-1000. Second Terminator movie. Nemesis of Arnold Swash?"

"Swash?" Aurora raised an eyebrow. She had Skye teach name to her.

"If I ended up saying his entire last name, I might say an offensive word."

Aurora and Jace both snorted while Maverick sheepishly smiled at them, his left cheek dimpling cutely.

A jolt went through her entire body when she finally caught a sight of Darrel. She fidgeted with the edge of her dress and tried not to step on her cloak.  He was as handsome as ever, even though he wasn't wearing a costume. A dark shirt, Levi's, and combat boots, his regular look, and he still manage to take her breath away.

She made herself turn away painfully from staring into the mischievous eyes of the twins.

"Rosey has a wittle cwush on the resident loner." Maverick sang.

"He's not a loner." She grumbled out, a little miffed that they saw her ogling him.

"Well, the socially introverted Darrel Mason is quite scary with his every day

costume."

"Whatever boring cop. You could have been a stripper cop but no, you just slicked your hair back."

"Hey!"