The Ghost Under The Bed Sheet

Let's Put The Boo In Boogie

Chapter Four

Keely was pacing anxiously at the end of the corridor when Tay finally ran up to her. Having left Hayleys room wanting a swift exit, her legs just started going like the road runner. Keelys mouth dropped open once she saw Tay. Yanking Tay like a crazy person to shield her behind her own body.

"Where the hell has your custom gone! Are you crazy Tay?"

Tay laughed at Keely, pulling her hands off her. "I had a quick change moment, nothing to worry about. I wasn't seen."

Keely raised her hands in disbelief, panic consuming her. Tay remembering in that moment why she was the one who alway snuck into places, Keely was to busy crumbling to concentrate on the sneaking part.

"Hold on a second, you're panicking about me." Tay pointed to the knife in Keelys hand. "You have a mother fucking knife, why?" Keely lowered her hand, rolling it around in her palm. Shrugging.

"Couldn't find the crown and refused to leave empty handed. It has a ruby in it!" Keely held the blade up, letting Tay see it as she gave a 'ooooh' at the sparkling gem.

"Well, while you were getting ready to murder, I found the crown." Gesturing proudly to the crown on her head, Keely finally laughed. Reaching out to grab it, before handing the blade to Tay. Tay could see Keely trying to hide a proud smile, but Tay knew her too well, she was buzzing.

"Holy shit, you got it." Tay smirked as Keely placed it shyly on top of her head.

"You look like a princess."

"And you look like a person who's supposed to be dead."

Tay quietly thought about that. WIthout the bed sheet, she looked very much alive and was left wearing a simple black top with black jeans. She was blessed to at least have her mothers hair. Tight curls that could still be easily braided. But she stood out, for both skin tone and for looking like, well, someone who's dead.

Holding up the knife, Tay got hit with an idea.

"I'm gonna need a pumpkin."

Back at the rope that separated them from the main foyer, Keely was unnoticed as she swiped the pumpkin, passing it over to Tay.

"I still think you're gonna be too recognizable." Tay shook her head at Keelys doubt.

"Everyone is too pissed to even dance straight now Kiwi, in these dark lights do you really think they're gonna notice me?" Looking over the staircase, Keely saw the party down below. People danced sideways as they stumbled, she gave a silent prayer to the broken pumpkins scattering the floor.

"Maybe not now, but they're gonna wake up wondering who the pumpkin head is."

Tay smiled as she carved a hole in the bottom of the pumpkin, bringing it up to her head to test the size. "Sounds like tomorrow's problem."

"You're not here tomorrow." Keely commented.

"Exactly." Tay beamed before finally getting the pumpkin to fit over her head. Once stood, Tay realised how awkward it actually was so wear one of these things. Those god damn instagram girlies had her thinking it was easy. But Tay felt her head heaving one side to another from the weight. Worse yet, she couldnt fucking see shit. Tay held out the knife in Keely's vague direction, she saw her jump back a little from the pointed edge.

"Make em bigger for me?" Keely laughed, taking the knife but not moving.

"And cut your eye out in the process, no. Take it off again." Tay sighed at Keely before pulling the pumpkin off. Pieces of pumpkin stuck to her braids and the sudden lack of pumpkin smell made Tay feel sick.