I arrived at Melissa's and Aston's house around 7:00 to get ready.
Melissa and I hovered in the bathroom, finally finished getting ready around 8:00 where it took Aston around ten minutes. Typical boy.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My red hair was carefully hidden by a bald cap, the Justin Bieber wig over it, while my Melissa's pink hat topped it all off. I was wearing a pink T-shirt with blue jeans and my black converse. Typical me. I had on zero makeup, even though Melissa tried to convince me, just this once. I declined though, basically because even though it was Halloween, I still wanted to be myself. Funny, how this is myself.
I looked over at Melissa in approval. Her blonde hair was dyed pink (that store dye that only lasts for one day) and was rolled back on the top of her head, only about 25 Bobby pins holding it in place. She was wearing a yellow shirt with wings attached to the back, black pants, and black shoes. We grinned at each other. We walked out of the bathroom to see Aston, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes raised in annoyance. "Took you long enough," he muttered.
Aston's hair, like Melissa's, had that one day dye in it, except it was green, and styled like mine. He was wearing a long white T-shirt with wings attached to the back, a black tie, black pants, and of course, black shoes. He handed the two crowns to Melissa and we headed out to Aston's car, and since he was sixteen, he had his license, as did Melissa, but she just didn't feel like driving.
We finally pulled up at one of those fancy neighborhoods, and I got out of the car, a frown on my face.
"Why don't you guys go ahead? I'll wait, since I'm not getting any candy!"
Aston shook his head. "Oh, no! You're coming with us!" He dragged me and we started trick-or-treating.
Within three hours, we had all of our bags filled with candy, and Aston grinned at me. He held out his hand, and when I didn't hand over the bag, he tried to pry it out of my hands. Which took him a total of ten minutes, by the way.
He drove to a place that basically was just woods and parked the truck.
"Well?" he asked. "Why aren't you getting out?"
I smiled. "I'm not leaving without you guys."
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We walked for about two miles until we saw a fire come into view. We kept on walking closer, until a group of about 20 people and Matthew came into view as well. He smiled and walked up to us, a beer in both hands. "Sophia! You came! I was kinda worried you wouldn't. Beer?" He asked, holding one out to me.
I shook my head quickly. "No- uh I don't drink."
Aston took the beer from Matthew, and chugged it, then dropped the bottle down to his side.
"You drink?" I was shocked. I never even knew that Aston was like that.
"I do."
"I didn't know that.." I was completely baffled.
"Yeah, well, there's lots of things that you don't know about me."
Matthew took this as his cue to interrupt our new discoveries about ourselves. " Okay.. Sophia," He turned to me. "Come sit down."
"Okay.." I followed behind him and Matthew turned and waved to Melissa and Aston. "There's more beer in the cooler if you're up for it."
Matthew and I were talking and I soon found I was wrong about him. He was really sweet and nice. He was easy to talk to. He was really funny and I found myself laughing at his jokes.
At one of his jokes, I turned to see Aston gripping his beer can so hard, it bursted and beer flew all over the girl next to him.
Matthew turned to look at me a while later. "Come with me. I've got to tell you something."
"Okay.."
I followed him through a narrow path of trees until he came to a stop, finally.
"Sophia. I have to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I really, really, really like you."
I felt a blush on my cheeks. "You do?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
I smiled so big you saw my molars. Matthew came closer, closing the space between us. "Will you be my girlfriend?"
I didn't even answer. Instead, I pulled him closer to me, and kissed him passionately.
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