Lost In Time

Halloween Night Gone Wrong

"This is Halloween, this is Halloween..." If I had to hear that sung one more time, I was going to lose it. Apparently, Victor and some of the others were just in love with that movie. It's a Halloween tradition Eli! Don't you have Halloween traditions? Yes, but haven't done them in years! We would always just sit and eat tons of candy, watching movies with Halloween or horror themes, having dressed up and attended the office party the night before. When I was younger, Dad and Pop had dressed up with me to escort me to get as much candy as I could (and I was a cute little girl with pigtails and a charming smile, so I got a lot!) but as I got older, we opted for the easier version: going to the store and buying whatever we wanted to pig out on that night.

Sighing at the memories, I ignored the movie audio echoing throughout the dorm, and fiddled with my hair again. True to my word, I was going to tonight's fling as Princess Leia. But these damn braids were impossible. No matter what I did, there was always the one side that was just...off. And I just couldn't be bothered anymore. Grumbling, my hands went to fix my white robes, and deemed myself ready. Princess Leia looked a bit off in the mirror, especially with one blue eye and one green eye, but...eh good enough.

I sat down on the edge of my bed, checking the time on my phone. It was 7:46, and the party had started at 7, but everyone knows the party doesn't really get going till at least 8. Apparently. My fingers brushed a vase as I put my phone back, and I smiled softly at the single daisy, the clear vase tied with a light blue bow at its slender neck. For the last week, I had been waking up, or walking into my room to find a new flower, or a similar gift. All from Dim, and he wouldn't tell me how he managed to get into a locked room, but either way, it was super sweet. I had a new necklace, a silvery blue star charm as its only decoration so far. I wore it tonight, along with my Mark, which had changed ever since I had been to Travelerverse. Now if I wanted to get to Travelerverse, I found that any rift could take me there, so long as I touched my Mark to it. No more insane leaps of faith for me, thank God.

I grinned as I thought of Simon, wondering if he had found his little present for Halloween yet. Just because it had been over a month since he left me there, and Pop and Rosa had lectured him heavily or beaten him up for it didn't mean that I myself had forgotten, or let it go. So last night, before the party was over, I had Pop distract Simon, making sure he wouldn't go home early, and I may or may not have taken a Trip to Simon's house and...colored all of his precious suits, of which he owned many. With all the colors of the rainbow. Then, for good measure, I put pink dye into his laundry detergent. I had never done that before, but I wanted to know what would happen, and Simon had made himself a target on my list...just imagining his enraged face sent me into a fit of giggles. I couldn't wait until Monday. Knowing Simon, he would retaliate by giving me a large stack of paperwork. He was many things, but creative wasn't one of them, so I was pretty safe from any pranks.

My phone buzzed, a text message from my favorite tech-savvy Grandfather, and well...only Grandfather. Pop was just checking in, telling me he was getting the pumpkins from the pumpkin patch ready. Because of the big shindig party Greenvale was hosting tonight, we both agreed it was best to postpone our Halloween night traditions until tomorrow night, regardless if it was a school night. Dad had always been the responsible one, set on a good education, but Pop let me stay up as late as I wanted when Dad wasn't around, so long as I got my schoolwork done so we wouldn't get caught. I grinned and texted back, reminding him to be sure to grab the biggest ones he could find, the colored sharpies, glow-in-the-dark paint, and the baby pumpkins. We all loved our pumpkin time.

At 8 o clock, my door swung open, and Han Solo's better-looking younger brother waltzed into my room, looking for his Princess, finding her checking on her mice farm, which was growing immensely. A smile curved on my face as his muscular arms wrapped around my waist.