You have no idea HOW much it would mean to me if you read and replied. < 333 Please do! <-- See, I begged! ;___; Now succumb to my childish pleas!
P.S. I probably have a bunch of typos in there :ph43r: , so I'll correct them later on. If I don't see any, please alert me! This is kind of a type-through of the rough draft on paper LOL. Please and thank you!
P.P.S. They're supposed to be a little older in this haha. About fourteen or fifteen.
Phantom of the Halloween Party
If you were to somehow magically acquire the power to fly, and you hovered over Retroville, you would see something of astounding contrast. To the right, a city bustled noisily; car horns honked, building lights flashed, and Halloween displays stuck out every once and awhile in local costume and party shops. However, the city faded little by little into what was a thick forest, a green cluster of leaves sprinkled an array of red, oranges, and yellows. A cold front had rolled in a few weeks before, replacing Texas's usual warm, oven-like heat with a slight chill. The forest, from above, looked tranquil... almost.
Zooming into the middle of the forest like you would with a camera, nestled between the trees, was a placid lake on which the full moon shone. Whispy clouds passed ever so slightly above in the black sky. The area was calm, an eeire silence filling the air. Only whistling of wind could be heard. At least until...
"SOUND CHECK! Is this thing on??" Pause. The voice continued, "Hey Puff Mama, I see you over there! And must I say, you look quite radishing tonight!" (what turned out to be) the UltraLord fanatic said from the microphone on stage.
"It's RAVISHING, you dope! Learn English," yelled Cindy Vortex, rolling up the pant leg to her costume. Dipping her bare foot into the crystal water of the lake, she grimaced and took it out. "That was a lot colder than I thought it would be." Libby lifted an eyebrow.
A breeze rustled the treetops. "Okay, we've taken a long enough break," Libby insisted. "Let's get back to decorating! We still have a few last things to do before the guests show up!" So far they had gotten the stage and instruments ready for Greystar to play and Sheen to DJ (after a few almost guitar-smashing accidents from said hyperactive boy as a result from consuming too much candy), spiderwebs spread out, ominously candle-lit jack-lanterns glowing from various areas, and tons of other decorations. They had even scared Carl with a large rubber spider (which ended up with him knocking the whole refreshments table over and sending Cindy go to the grocery store on an emergency run).
As Cindy and Libby set off once again, Libby taking a large "crystal" (plastic) ball with a robotic fortune teller's head inside and placing it on the refreshment table, the African American girl brought up a subject that obviously set of the temperamental blonde: "Girl, tell me again why you invited but Jimmy to your party?" The full-body skeleton Cindy held jerked in her hands.
"What do you mean by that?" The bones rattled a little.
"You know perfectly well what I mean," Libby said flatly. "Look at what you're wearing! A scientist costume? Do you have the Jimmy blues, or what?"
Cindy replied, "You're being ridiculous!" A deep scowl was set in her face and she placed her hands on her hips, causing the skeleton to fold over. "Why would I want Neutron here? He'd wreck the party for sure. I'm glad I didn't invite him!" They stood there awkwardly fro a second or two before Cindy spoke up once again, "The guests should be arriving soon, so I think I'll go greet them with Carl! It IS my party, after all!" Her nervous laughter rang like broken bells.
Libby stared at her with bemused eyes. "Right. You go ahead and do that." Her thoughts, however, were: 'What a liar! The guests don't even start arriving for another fifteen or thirty minutes.' She sighed and went back to the table, flicking on the switch for the fortune teller. Her plastic head moved at odd, sharp angles, and she slowly spoke a rhyme:
'Though while you think you're having fun
you may be in for a surprise...
This evening is meant for frights and scares
so be alert this Halloween night.'
Her eyes glowed and she cackled before buzzing and shutting off. "Creepy," Libby said, looking around nervously and flipped the switch to shut it down.
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About half an hour later, clusters of teens emerged from the trees. It wasn't long before the party sprang into life; witches, ghouls, and goblins dancing to Halloween music. Everyone seemed to be active and having a good time, except for the socially challenged, who clung to the refreshment table for dear life.
Nick (dressed as John Travolta from Grease) seemed to be the life of the party, flirting with girls by giving them piggy-back rides. On one attempt he gave Brittany (dressed as Sandy, incidentally) a piggy-back-skateboard ride, which hadn't resulted so well. Nick had not broken anything, but Brittany didn't end up as lucky. She took an emergency trip to the hospital.
Thriller by Michael Jackson had just ended (Libby led the dance), and Sheen put on an all time classic: Monster Mash. Everyone seemed to be having the time of their lives. The energy from the party was so intense and sensational. HER party.
... But then why was Cindy so miserable?
Taking a long gulp of punch, her thoughts drifted towards the genius. In fact, he hadn't left her thoughts (sadly) since a week ago, when she handed out the invitations to her Halloween Bash.
Cold blue eyes met contact with green. "And the last invite goes to... Butch." Cindy's smirk could've lighten an evil, malicious person-eating Christmas tree. Everyone in the grade had received an invitation except for Jimmy Neutron. He glared at her, and as they exited the campus for the day, her "rival" approached her.
"You're going to regret not inviting me, Vortex." To be truthful, a little guilt had welled up at that point, but her pride made her ignore any other emotions.
"Whatever, Neutron. Have a fun, lonely Saturday."
Cindy crumpled the empty plastic cup and tossed it aside. 'Stop thinking about it,' she coaxed herself, waving off the memory. 'It's not like I should care about him. He's showed me up so many times that he got what was comin' to him!' Pushing the guilt aside, she strode over to where Libby was dancing. She would force herself to have fun if need be. For almost a whole minute of the party, she forgot about Jimmy Neutron. Her mind was clean as a slate and she felt free. At last!
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the ma--
Out of no where the song was cut off and the record playing it came to a hault with a screech. After a moment of silence, loud organ pipes bursted into sound. It took Cindy a minute to recognize the song, but the title, 'Phantom of the Opera' came to mind. A light fog grazed the ground and around Cindy's ankles. "Ooh, cool effects!" gasped Brittany from her new wheelchair.
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again?
For now I find
The phantom of the opera is there,
Inside my mind...
"But I didn't start those," Cindy said with wide eyes. Scrambling towards and jumping onstage, she took Sheen by the collar of his werewolf costume and shook him. "What did you do, Ultrafreak?" A smile stretched across his face.
"Nothing." Cindy looked over to the DJ booth only to discover it had been turned off. The music was still booming as loudly as ever, though, and from where Cindy did not know. A gasp rippled through the crowd behind her. Cindy swung around to see everyone staring up in a mixture of awe and confusion.
A rocket whizzed by, leaving a trail of smoke-letters, and then exploding. Red fireworks glittered in the dark sky just as a cloud passed over the moon. "BE PREPARED," it spelled, and then extinguished.
"What's that supposed to mean?" a girl cried.
"Maybe it's just part of the party..."
Shrieks of malicious laughter echoed from all around. "What's that?" Everyone instinctively scooted closer to each other. It was then it started. One bony foot stepped stiffly from the shadows, and a whole skeleton emerged from that. Another one followed, and another, and more until there were dozens of them herding around the party-goers, whom had scooched so far in that they were squished in a packed circle.
Round and round the figures danced, an evil grin twisted at their teeth. Although hollow, the pits of their eyes danced with glee. "Okay, that's it, I'm outta here!" shouted Nick, dashing through the crowd and trying to push aside the skeletons. Their flesh-bare fringers clawed at his clothes, and he found it hard to escape with the skeletons trying to hold him down. They hung onto him in a wave, and slowly he was drug further down, until suddenly he was clean out of sight.
The herd of bones backed off, but the spot where Nick was supposed to be was empty.
"Oh my god, he's gone! What happened to Nick?!"
