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A few weeks went by, with the highlights of each day being hanging out with Suitcase, whether it was during lunch, class, or chatting in the halls. Its great having someone there with me, by my side, but something still makes me wary. I'm still cautious about what I say and how I act, it's to the point where I'm getting annoyed with myself over obsessing over these small things. But this is all besides the point, I'm walking into school. It's now October, meaning the school has dawned a spooky appearance. I like Halloween, but it wouldn't be the first time I'd admit that I'm a huge wuss. I get scared pretty easily,when it's the right thing, of course. I'm basically a coward in every sense of the word. Every year since 7th grade, Nickel and Baseball pull a daily prank on me the week before Halloween, and it has me on my nerves the entire week.
Anyways, as I walk to the lunch room, I feel my phone buzz in my pocket, startling me. I fumble for a minute before I finally feel it, and I pull it out of my hoodie. It's a text from Suitcase,
Casey: Hey, I was talking to my friend and they're hosting a Halloween customer party next week Saturday
Casey: Costume* I swear autocorrect was a mistake
Casey: Anyways I was planning on going, do you want to go with me?
My hands shook for a moment, I was on edge because of the annual prank week, so for all I know it could be a trick. But it's Suitcase, I trust her. I typed out my reply.
Me: yeah sure, I'll go
Me: what time?
I arrived at the lunch table before her, as she usually did show up after me.
Casey: 8pm to 2am, it's kinda leave whenever you want I guess lol
Casey: Oh also do you wanna hang out after school? We can work on that history project at my house lol
Me: anything to get out of the house, lmao-
Casey: alright cool
Casey: Hey look up :)
I felt something behind me as she sent that, and I looked up. Something hit me in that moment, something about Suitcase.
When I looked up, I was greeted by her gold-laced eyes and a sweet, playful smile. I realized she looked like autumn and spring at the same time, the tender, loving demeanor of dewdrops on flower petals, but also the crisp, breezy air of fall.
"Hey Balloon!" She patted my head, and then went around the table and sat across from me. I noticed I had been staring, and I looked down at my leg, turning red from embarrassment.
"Hey-"
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