4 Miles to Paradise

Chapter 18: Charleston Sinclair's Halloween Bash

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Chapter 18: Charleston Sinclair's Halloween Bash

"Come in!"

The door bursts open unexpectedly. Behind the door, stands the boy Rose saw at her father's café the other day, with a huge goofy smile. He blinks twice with beautifully long eyelashes, the kind boys often seem to receive without realizing their luck.

"Where's Charlie? We've got his beer," September asks, pulling the cloth off Rose's basket to show him.

"I'm not really sure he's come down yet. You know Charlie. He's big on entrances," the boy replies with the same smile.

The boy leans downwards slightly to take the basket of alcohol from Rose's arms, and she notices a scatter of light freckles across his nose. She can't remember seeing them there before, but they're clearly natural, and not drawn on for his costume, seeing as he's dressed as the blanket from The Brave Little Toaster. He brings the basket inside, leaving the girls to stand at the open doorway.

Minnette is the first to initiate. After she moves, the rest follow.

A few minutes after they arrive, a door upstairs slams shut and Charlie begins his grand entrance.

"Oh my God," Minnette laughs childishly. "I love that boy!"

It seems everyone in the room is staring at him, surely, what he wanted. The bastard seeks attention more than any Hollywood star. He walks down the stairs, and with each step comes a loud thump. The music has been dimmed down for his arrival.

"Is he wearing high heels?" Minny asks with another laugh. "Only he could pull those off."

She's right. He's wearing black high heels. He's dressed as a circus ringmaster. He wears tight black pants. A red coat jacket lined with gold, a gold shirt underneath, with a white bow-tie. The kind of jacket, which has those wings on the back, that goes down to the back of his knees. Atop his head, he wears a collegian top hat.

He continues his strut down the stairs, and the closer his is, the easier it is to see his face. He's wearing a face full of makeup tonight, the only night he gets away it, stupid gender roles. He always looks fantastic, and still masculine. He mostly just touches up on his eyebrows, wears some eyeliner, wears lip balms, and takes care of his skin. He isn't transgender, he just likes to look good, and knows that's what makeup is for. Nobody really knows how Charlie addresses his sexuality, but we all assume he's either bi or pan.

Rumors have it his parents are highly condemnatory of him.

Charlie, like Skye, likes sex and alcohol. It's surprising to all that the two of them have not yet hooked up.

"Welcome everyone," Charlie says once he's on the floor, level to everyone. Upon seeing Rose, he waltzes over to the girls. "Such a pleasure to see you all, especially you Rose." He gives her a wink with the 'especially you' part of his greetings. "And I heard you brought the booze," he smirks and rubs his hands together, as best he can while holding a black walking stick. He walks away humming to the music, which is rising in volume back to its original sound.

The girls begin to part, in search of dancing partners or booze, but Rose's mind is stuck on Charlie's haunting words. What he did mean by especially you, Rose? She plans to hunt the boy down and corner him, but is interrupted with her search when Penn, materializes in front of her face holding a red solo cup.

"For you, Rose," he says with the cup still held for her to grab.

"So you've learned my name, Penn." She gives him a smile and grabs the cup, downing half of it in a gulp.