Short Stories

Merry Halloween

My One shot for the halloween competition. hope u guys like it! its more funny and romantic than scary. Dedicated to Chelstopolis, one of fave authors on Wattpad. Shes awesome and super nice.

I just started arranging the music playlist for tonight's party when I heard a shrill voice say "Merry Halloween!!" Sheila bursts in the door of my house, big grin on her face and a bottle of vodka in her hand. That's our way of saying Halloween to each other, because it should a happy time instead of a morbid one.

I rolled her eyes playfully at my best friend as she approached me in her Elsa costume from 'Frozen' and grabbed the bottle from her. "This isn't cider, Sheila" I said to her.

"Cider isn't fun Margie!" I glared at her as she pouted but then said "we can mix it with the apple cider I have"

"YAY!" she clapped rapidly and jumped up and down in excitement. She did look like her with the blonde hair and fair skin, but her eyes aren't blue. Shaking my head, I got up from my couch and straightened my witch costume. Completed with hat and broom of course, because my obsession with witchcraft can't be done without the accessories. If only I had a black cat, my dog Chewy could help but he's a stubborn Chihuahua. I even had a tail and ears but he barked at me with fury and walked away.

"This party is gonna be so much fun! I'm so glad that your parents said yes" Sheila said.

"It's just a small party, for our friends. You know my dad will go mental if this house is trashed."

"It'll be fine, mate. They're gone for two weeks, it's October 31st and no trick or treating this time."

"But I actually like trick or treating"

"Margie, just because you have a baby face doesn't mean you can be ten forever." This is true, I do have a baby face. Being eighteen, medium height brown eyes and black hair with brown skin, I still looked I just finished sixth grade. Last year I did go trick or treating as Gene Simmons from Kiss and got a shitload of candy. Sighing at this, I went to the kitchen to check on the refreshments and snacks: candy corn pumpkins, check. Chocolate cover pretzels, check. Zebra cakes, check. Twizzlers, check. Assortment of drinks and chips, check. Bloody punch in bowl, check. Mini pizzas, check. Veggies and dip, check. Spider, ch- what the hell?!!

"AHHHHH! I screamed while trying to brush away the big ass black spider on my table.

"WHAT HAPPENEND?!" Sheila yelled back with concern, coming in the kitchen with her bouncy black hair.

"Th-the- there was this huge black spider on the table. It was hairy and just looked at me with so much evil." She peered into the kitchen and looked under the table, "wow" she muttered to herself and got back up throwing something at me. I jumped at first but caught it to see it's a fake spider. "Oh" I feel so embarrassed, I forgot that I put that there for scares.

"You're a witch, you can't be scared of spiders"

"Well I can be those witches that aren't afraid of anything except spiders Elsa." I shrugged and checked for other things. She muttered something about Elsa being hot but I didn't hear the rest. You can't blame me, spiders suck and they creep me out. This coming from a girl whose favorite marvel comic superhero is Spiderman. Very ironic.

"Aren't you supposed to have a wart on your nose?"

"I'm not the wicked witch of the west, Sheila"

"Whatever. So you think Cameron's coming tonight?" Sheila asked, her hazel eyes glinting with excitement.

"I don't know, I hope" I shrugged at her, hanging some webs, ghosts and vampires on the wall. Cameron was this guy I was crushing on since last year. He's best friends with Sheila's boyfriend Josh. Brunette, green eyes, fit body, he's just edible. She thinks he likes me, I agree but he likes to hit on other girls.