School Dance

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It was the end of the day and after Mr. Stewart's 8th period class everyone could go home and go to work, party, or whatever. The great thing abour Mr. Stewart's class was you all you had to do was read along as he did a dramatic reading of a classic horror novel. Then, he'd assign the homework on the chapter and do a dramatic reading of a work by Edgar Allen Poe. Freshman Year it was The Telltale Heart, Sophmore year it was Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Junior Year it was Frankenstein and Senior Year it was Dracula.


Marcy, Emily, Jenna, Bobby, Marty, Donny, and Ronny loved his class, mainly because they didn't really have to do anything. Angela on the other hand got a little creeped out by him. He was a handsome, muscular, clean-shaven man in his early thirties, but he always seemed to get really close to Angela especially when he read a Shakespeare play. Even when she and the others were hanging in the hall by her locker he'd stand there and stare at them with his dark blue eyes and his long jagged smile.


His smile was probably the creepiest thing about him. Long, jagged teeth that were clearly never brushed. For Angela, that tuined everything else about him. She spent the whole class nervous as he did his Chrstopher Lee impression saying Dracula's lines. He also did a Bela Lugosi impression when she walked in wearing a cape, fangs, white flannel shirt, black pants and shoes. It was because it was October 31th and not only was it Halloween but also the night of the Shadyview High Halloween Dance.


Marcy talked everyone into going. As far she was concerned the dance was for stupid underclassmen who still wanted to dress up. Seniors never went for the most part, except ones that were Halloween King and Queen. She was convinced that she and Marty would win. He was quarterback for the football team which went undefeated this year and won the championship.
Marcy was head cheerleader and even though they were already Homecoming King and Queen a few Weeks ago, she wanted to win this, and in the spring Prom King and Queen together no matter what. She also wanted "Perfect Couple" in they yearbook with him, she also "'Most Athletic", Prettiest Eyes, Prettiest Smile, and even though they didn't exist to avoid pointless ranking of the seniors, "Most Popular" and "Most Beautiful".
They had security this year since a group of kids at last year's dance got busted with alcohol and drugs and got suspended. She had Marty sneak in booze and a six pack in his locker since she thought the teachers were too stupid to check lockers. Marcy and Marty and Donny and Ronny were proud of the fact their names rhymed and always bragged about it. They were considered the most obnoxious, unlikable, and unpopular kids in school despite their athletic ranks. Rumors still spread about just how Marcy got homecoming queen.


That night the guys and girls took separate cars. One car would not only be too crowded but Marcy would take forever getting ready since she wanted to look "pretty and popular". Marty just wanted to have fun acting like an immature idiot while he still could. He was going out state next year.
Marty lived closest to the high school so he had to pick up the others. Donny lived on the other side of town but Ronny lived just down the street from Marty. Bobby lived further down the same road. It was clear to the others when Marty picked them up that he was very drunk. He swerved into the oncoming lane multiple times and then recklessly sped through the housing development that was across from the high school.


The kids were dressed up in the usual Halloween costumes. There were two Freddy Kruegers, a Jason Voorhees, a Michael Myers, three Leatherfaces, a Ghostface, some devils with pitchforks, some witches with broomsticks and a few brainless zombies shuffling down the sidewalk. They saw jack-o-lanterns watching from every house, complete with the usual tombstones, skeletons and Halloween props.

"STOP!" Bobby yelled.

Marty was going so fast that he almost hit a couple of trick-or-treaters who were crossing the street dressed as Superman, Spider-Man, and Wolverine. Marty slammed on his brakes, swerved to avoid them, then sped up again. If it wasn't already clear that he was drunk, he drove his red Corvette up onto the curb and parked it on the grass.

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