In a heart beat

19 - Halloween

Helloooooo people, aliens, robots, animals that can talk, and unicorns! So I know I haven't updated in a wile but I...okay well I don't have an excuse...I was just lazy. Anyway! This chapter (more like filler) is dedicated to sing1write1swim for being the most amazing person in the world and actually COMMENTING on my story! Gasp! Thanks sooooo much for giving me the encouragement to keep going, same to the people who voted :) And jee thaaanks to those 40 others who just read it...well at least you read it haha...but still...poo :'(

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The screams were getting closer and closer with each of his steps, splashes of red and black streaked across my vision. With each stride, the fear in the pit of my stomach grew to fill the very core of my being. My struggles became more desperate as I thrashed in my captors arms, but to no avail. A glint of silver metal flashed across my vision, and a streak of crimson red ran down my cheek.

"Stop! Stop it! Oh my lord!.....Trevor stop walking your only making this harder! And Avery stop struggling its only a party!" Ray screamed as Cherry, the current make-up-artist-of-doom, messed up once more on the red face paint. Ray sighed when Trevor finally stopped walking and wiped the red streak of my cheek before giving Cherry the go ahead to start again. Cherry nodded, and with Trevor holding me over his shoulder and Ray holding my head still, she dragged the silver handled paint brush across my face. She finally was successful at making a straight line from the beginning of one ear, over my nose, and to the other ear. Then another straight vertical line from the top of my forehead, over my right eye, and down to my chin. She had already perfected the black eyeliner and mascara in the house, and they somehow managed to both get me into some sort of...costume?

The black corset dress hugged my frame, and the skirt fell away loosely to my knees. Red string criss-crossed together at the back, and red lace trimmed the bottom of the skirt of the dress, but both the corset and the skirt had red roses printed on to it. And Jamie had held me down so Ray could strap on her black and red high heel converse onto my feet. I didn't mind the dress, or the shoes, the make up was a little much, but the occasion, I would rather die.

"Guys! You know I hate parties! Please don't do this to me!" I begged, pleading with my hands. Trevor laughed maniacally and Ray snickered. "Sorry Chika, but Sin and Damian are already waiting for us." Jamie apologized, he was the only one who felt the slightest sympathy for me, well, other then James. James was pretty much in the same boat as me, only he wasn't upside down over someones shoulder.

I'm really sorry, I tried to talk them out of this...

I sighed, and rested my hand in my fist and my elbow against Trevor's back. "Oh common baby you've never even been to a high school party, how do you know what its like?" Cherry said in an attempt to make me happier about the situation. I glared at her and Ray, and if I had eyes on the back of my head, they would be glaring at Trevor too. I let out an exaggerated sigh when Trevor announced we were here, the screaming and music was now at its worst, and the red, black and glow in the dark paint was everywhere you looked. The house was stacked with people, and over flowing the front door. And judging by the people in bikini's, the backyard had a pool. Trevor put me on my feet and both Ray and Cherry flanked me on both sides as we headed into the house. Others were dressed similar to me, ether crazy costumes, or just lots of face paint. The music was blaring loud enough to drown out the screams coming from the haunted forest across the street, but in my opinion, the music was worse. It took me a wile to realize that every one I knew had disappeared, probably swept away by all the dancing people. I nervously made my way forward, trying not to look afraid of the mob.