I actually like James Charles, but honestly I feel like the makeup he did isn't that good. :(
I really don't feel like editing this so it's gonna he unedited for now (probably forever because I'm that lazy)
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You pressed the end call button, not hearing y/b/f's voice anymore. You hopped out of Ethan's BMW, the one you always wanted to drive around.
You unzipped your jacket, walking into the warm house, warmer than usual. You placed Ethan's keys onto the key holder, walking into the open living room.
"Hey babe, I'm home!" You yelled through the house, not hearing any movement. You plopped down onto the neutral colored couch, the soft pillows engulfing you.
You suddenly heard a thud, making you slightly jump, freezing after. You slowly got up after about five minutes of being shocked.
"Ethan? Are you home?" You slowly walked to the staircase, your windbreaker making noise as you walked.
You mad your way up the stairs, but heard another thud, making you crouch down, your initial reaction.
"Hell no!" You ran down the stairs, skipping the last two and falling onto the hardwood floor.
"Fuck, not today Satan!" You quickly got up, slipping around from your furry socks. You grabbed Ethan's keys, heading out the door to the car.
You got in, sitting in the front seat while looking into the windows of the quiet house.
You: not funny asswipe
Ethan: wdym
You looked to the red door of the still house, for sure Ethan was home trying to prank you.
You: you're trying to scare me
Ethan: no I'm not I'm with Grayson getting my makeup done for Halloween
You stared to breathe heavier, remembering Ethan was getting werewolf makeup down for Halloween.
"Oh fuck me." You opened the car door, swiftly walking towards the door, opening it once again.
You walked up the stairs, not hearing any noise besides the ringing in your ears.
You walked down the hallway that lead to your room, nervously placing your freezing hand on the golden doorknob.
Before you could open the door, it slammed shut, the breeze from the action hitting your face, stunning you.
"What the fuck is happening."
You opened the door, knowing for sure it was Ethan messing with you. You let out a nervous breath you didn't know you had when you looked through your doorframe, not noticing anything different.
You walked in, smoothing your braided hair back and placing your hands on your hips. You threw your phone onto your bed, hearing what sounded like the drop of a penny.
You looked to where the sound came from, seeing something that actually made your heart stop.
In the corner of your room, sitting in the white furry chair, was what looked like a clown. The clown had multi colored hair, with gnashing teeth that had blood surrounding them.
His rainbow outfit screamed a child's birthday party, sending chills through your body. His cracker white face easily showed his messy eyeliner and smoked out eyelids.
You froze on your footsteps, hearing his intense breathing start to grow, along with yours.
Your feet seemed to move faster than your brain, sending you flying out of your bedroom door, leaving behind your phone and the sneaky clown.
You could hear your windbreaker rustle through from the intense running you did through the house. You made it to just above the stairs, stopping to take a breath.
You turned your head seeing the clown towering over you. You screamed louder than you ever have before, feeling the clowns breath on your neck, sending you flying down the stairs, jumping over a couple steps here and there.
"Leave me alone!" You ran out into the front yard, feeling like your feet were about to fall off. The sunset made it so that you could barely see the grass in front of you.
You kept running, still hearing the clowns footsteps behind you. But you felt your foot land in a hole, sending you down onto the cold dead grass.
Instead of laying defenseless, you rolled out of the path of the clown. Hoping it would save you time to get up and run.
"Hey, hey. Come down, you're fine!" You heard laughter and heavy breathing, making you snap your head up to see Ethan holding a mask in his hand.
You sat up from your laying down position, slapping his leg that was planted beside you. You suddenly saw Grayson running towards you with a camera.
"We got you so good, HA!" You heard Grayson from far away, the camera pointed at you and Ethan.
"You got up, rubbing your ankle from the pain it took. You dusted yourself off, leaves covering your cold body.
You crossed your arms, walking away from Ethan, and walking past Grayson.
"Fuck you guys. That wasn't funny, I thought I was gonna die!" You walked towards the house, holding up your middle fingers to both of them.
"It was just a prank, baby! I wouldn't actually... kill you." You heard Ethan jog beside you, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you in.
You wrapped your arms around his chest, that was covered in the rough fabric of the clown costume.
"That was so mean, I'm never trusting you." You heard Ethan laugh, walking you to the house.
"That sucks, because I have to one up that next year."
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Guess who didn't get to go trick or treating because it rained.
Me :(
