Saintwood: Homecoming ✔️(Wattpad version)

It's fun and all until someone crashes a party: A Saintwood Halloween Special

The one thing I have learned about Halloween with the guys is, someone is always getting pranked. Plus, someone is getting the shit scared out of them. The first year was me, the next was Ryan, and last year was Jordan. This year the three of us wanted revenge against Frazier. No offense, I love him, but he deserves it. Marissa loved the idea, and Elena was game since she got pranked the year before I met them.

We all put together a plan to get him back. We weren't counting on someone interferes with our project.

This year, Theresa let us have a costume party at the house. Cole and Dean took a break from their studies to join the festivities. We hadn't seen them much this new school year, so it was nice for them to be part of it. We filled them in our plan, and they were game for it. Frazier was a dead man, poor guy. We weren't expecting things to get out of hand with our special guest, crashing.

I dressed as Catwoman Michelle Pfeiffer's role. I always loved her costume, although it was tight and form-fitting. Good thing, I was small. I put the finishing touches on it and walked downstairs. Everyone stared at me, then I heard a collective, "Damn," from the guys.

I dressed Ryan as Batman. He walked over to me, wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me close to him, "Promise me, you'll wear that costume to bed later because you're sexy as fuck."

I smiled. "Maybe if you play your cards right. Although, it's tight, so you may need to peel it off of me. Look at you, stud."

"I'm Batman," he said in his best Christian Bale voice.

"A hella sexy Batman," I remarked.

"Ok, you two, we have a party to host," interrupted Jordan.

"I still think they should have dressed as bunny rabbits since they are two jackrabbits," added Frazier.

"Frazier, blow it out of your ass," Ryan yelled at him. I chuckled at that.

"I don't know about you all, but let's party," yelled Elena. That caused us all to whoop and holler.

The party was in full swing, and people had fun, mingling, and dancing. We all nodded to each other; it was about time. I was looking around for Ryan to let him know, but with as many people being there, it was pretty packed.

I walked into the kitchen, and someone had him pinned up against the wall. The girl was about my height and was trying to make a move on him. He kept trying to push her off, but she was aggressive.

"I would suggest that you get off of my fiancé," I said casually, although I felt the adrenaline surging through my body, trying to stay calm.

"Bug off, we're busy," she said. I recognized her voice. It was the same voice in the woods.

"You," I said.

"I said go away," she said, impatiently keeping her back to me.

"Oh, hell, no," my voice raised two octaves as I quickly made my way over to her, yanking her off of him. One thing about Ryan, he could seriously hurt her, but he had an idea about not hurting a woman. It's a code he lives by in his life.

I swung her around, and she dressed just like me, the same costume and all. She must have slipped by Zane and Marco, claiming to be me. I stared at her. "Take a picture it will last longer," she said as she hauled off hitting me, making me stumble back. I found my balance and saw that my nose was bleeding.

Ryan yelled to the guys as I clenched my fists. The next thing I knew, she said something into her wrist, which was a microphone, and a few more guys came in the kitchen, dressed up in costumes. Well, shit, a good job, Marco and Zane.