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PROLOGUE

6:34 PM

It was a windy evening, you had your denim jacket wrapped around your body, underneath, you wore a black tight dress and held a witch hat on your other hand.

31st of October, almost everyone's favorite day of the year. Cuz y'know, halloween, costumes. spooky, horror, killing, monsters, murderers, blood and sweet candies.

In this exact day of the year, the townsfolk would gather up on a amusement park and would watch hilarious shows and performances, like clowns and magic tricks, acrobats and gymnastics. It's like one of the town's tradition.
The night of terror, but you can't really say it's the 'night of terror', cause it's the opposite of it. It was the most colorful at night, bright lights, loud and booming musics, laughters filling the atmosphere, creative spooky costumes and trick and treat candies.

It was also your favorite day of the year, not because of those night of terror things-- you mean it was fun but the most fun thing is spending with your crazy friends, who could possibly be charged with murder.

You sighed, you then dugged something in your pocket, pulling out your phone. You opened the device, as you texted your friend.

" Im heading at Lori's." ---You typed while walking a little faster when a familiar blue family home came in to sight. Your lips quivered upwards in relief.

Upon arriving the entrance of the house, you knocked softly at the wooden door yet it is still enough for someone to hear. While waiting, you rubbed your hands around your arms, trying to reduce the cold you are feeling. Your eyes lit up when someone finally opened the door, you stared at the taller girl infront of you, she had her blonde hair tied up in a messy bun, she wore a fitted shirt and just wore an underwear. You noticed the unpleasant look on her face, her lipstick was smudge and messy, and her mascara was all around her eyes.

" Lori, what the heck are you gonna be? A zombie or somethimg. " you joked, chuckling while entering, walking past her.

Lori Jillian, she was like in one of those cliche highschool movies. The mean, mean, mean blondie girl. Or maybe that's how the other people see her, but you couldn't blame them. With her natural gorgeous blonde hair and those malicious green eyes, you would've thought that she's really a mean girl who's always surrounded by her slaves. Well 60% of it was true. For you, Lori was really mean, she was constantly mean and rude and sassy but she's still nice, only if you are nice and she isn't a bully--she only has this habit of having many boys wrapped around her fingers as she plays with them--

The female snickered, a mischievous grin forming her lips. "Hm, im not-- well Mason from chemistry made me like this. Fuck the way he just fucking ate me up.." She rolled back her eyes, while sticking her tongue out in tease. "Isaac, knew about it?" Lori raised a brow, still smiling. "Fuck no, (Y/N)? Is that even a question. He would kill him." You nodded at the response, sitting comfortably at the couch.

" kiela coming?" You asked, watching your wrist to check the time.

6:45 PM

Lori shrugged her shoulders, sitting next to you and laying her head on your chest. " i dont know, bitch's family so strict, she cant even go without them watching." She sighed, before she could even continue on talking, probably was gonna talk bad about Kiera's family- again. The door belf rang, Lori immediately stood up, approaching and opening the door revealing a petite girl, who had an awkward smile across her pinkish lips. She had a black hair that ended on her shoulders, her hazel eyes landing on the ground. She wore a black skirt and a blue blouse, it's sleeves ending on her wrist.

Kiera Stacy, if you first met her, you'll probably has this first impression of her like-- 'oh, she must be nice, naive, quiet. I can just control her anytime i want.' But oh, you're wrong. She's the opposite, she only shows her 'angelic' form infront of her parents but behind their back- she's the opposite of it and also a crybaby.

When the blonde girl saw her, she immediately laughed. " Finally, here's our fucking Kiera!" The female named Kiera chuckled, " Gosh, shut the fuck up Lori." She entered the house, greeting you. " how did you get free?" The black haired girl smiled widely. " through the window?" She said, feeling a little unsure about her response.

Your eyes widened, while grinning.
Kiera commiting sins and rebelling? Oh no, no. That's impossible. Lori let out another hysterical laugh, "that's my girl."

" yeah, yeah, yeah. Fix yourself up already. We'll be leaving at 7:20." Lori ran upstairs to her room to change, while you and Kiera talked, she was so excited about tonight, the whole amusement park thing with your friends, carnival, games, bunch of teenagers wearing costumes and shits.

While Kiera was talking she stopped, for a second. Her face scrunching up into an unpleasant one. " wait-- is Anthony coming?" She asked, her voice containing a noticeable tone of disgust. " Dont want him here? Sadly for you, he is coming." After hearing that, kiera groaned in disbelief, she then looked at you, hopelessly. "Seriously? Why cant Quinzy come but he can?" She complained.

" Because, Quinzy's a bitch." Lori stated as she walked down the stairs, she had her Harley quinn costume and it was obvious that the putted no effort on her makeup. Looks like she just washed her face, brushed a blue and pink tint on her eyelids and some red lipstick on her lips. " You arent gonna tie your hair into Harley Quinn's iconic pigtails?" Kiera asked, the blonde rolled her eyes. " too lazy to do it, and without it i still look fine. " she replied.

"Whatever you say-- let's go Isaac and the other guys are probably waiting." The brunette stood up from the couch then looked at her reflection at the mirror that was hanging on the wall, she pulled out her lipgloss on her small bag then applied it on her lips, after that she blew a kiss at her reflection.

You approached the mirror, standing beside the brunette women. "Cherry?" You asked, she nodded then handed you the lipgloss. You opened it and smeared it around your lips.

Your homeroom teacher already warned about sharing personal items, to not share them-- because it may cause, disease, infection or some shits. But--- like all the other teenagers out there, even though they were already warned multiple times they wouldn't still listen.

"Sweet." You muttered before giving it back. "Ready girls? Car's outside." Lori exclaimed, jingling her keys, her free hand resting on her hips.

"Fucking finally!" Kiera groaned as she ran outside. You followed her, running your hand through your locks. Approaching the car, you were about to touch the handle but a sudden cold feeling ran down through your spine. Looking around your eyes landed at .. something in the forest-- it was sort of a movement that just lasted a second.

" must be the wind.." You mumbled quietly.