AN: Yeah. I know. I should not be starting this, seeing as I have Scripted going, but I'm not going to lie, I have no idea what to do with Scripted, so it's just going to have to wait.
Anyway, I've been trying to think of fun little ideas to try out, cause let's face it, the funner it is, the easier it is to write. And I kind of just got this idea in my head, and I want to try it out. For the rest of October, I'll be trying to write a one-shot a day, all centered around Halloween and fall. Requests on which characters you want, and what age they are, are welcomed, suggest anyone, but if you do, please suggest if you'd like it to be romance or friendship. Length will vary depending on the couple/idea. Well, that's pretty much it. Enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
-Court's POV-
I can't believe him! He drags me all the way to this stupid Haunted House I didn't want to come to, laughs at me everytime I scream, then runs off and makes out with Gwen! I furiously wipe at the tears in my eyes. I can't believe I'm crying over him, he is so not worth it. Yet, more tears fall. I let out a scream of frustration, causing a bunch of people's eyes to turn towards me, including a set of gorgeous emerald green ones. I blush, realizing that Trent is here. He notices me looking at him, and smiles. He whispers something to the little girl standing beside him, she nods, and he walks over.
"Hey." He says, his normal laid back tone calming me down a little, and sends the butterflies in my stomach into a frenzy.
"Hey." I respond, inwardly cursing at how my voice cracks. Trent's eyes express concern.
"Are you okay?" He asks. I nod.
"Duncan ditched me to go make out with Gwen." I say, staring into his eyes and feeling those cursed butterflies. "But I'm over it now." I finish, knowing it's the truth. Trent laughs, and throws his arm around my bare shoulders. I then blush, remembering that I'm wearing a short black, strapless black dress, black cat ears and a black tail with black leggings and flats, which are the result of my mistake of bringing Duncan with me costume shopping so I could get into that stupid house for free.
"Nice, outfit?" He asks. He looks unsure. I laugh.
"Duncan picked it out then forced me to wear it." I say. I then notice that Trent is in a superman costume. "Nice costume." I say. He looks at me.
"What costume?" He askes, and he looks down. "Oh crap!" He shouts out. When he looks at me, there's laughter in his eyes. "My secret identity has been revealed!" He mock sighs and hangs his head. "I was doing so well at keeping it a secret too." I just stare at him, and when he sneaks a peek at me and winks, I burst out laughing, which sends Trent into a laughing fit of his own. When we are finally both able to stand up straight, Trent speaks. "Hey, my sister wants to go to the Haunted House, and our mom made me come with. I promised I'd stick with her. You want to come with?" I look at my feet. He seems to sense my hesitation, and he tightens his hold on me. "Don't worry, I'll protect you." I'm still hesitant, so he adds. "I promise." I smile up at him.
"Fine." I say. "You win. I'll come." His face lights up as a huge grin forms.
"Sweet!" He calls to his sister, who comes running over dressed as a fairy, and the three of us walk into the Haunted House together. Trent, keeping his promise to protect me, doesn't take his arm from my shoulders. Not once.
