Here is one-shot that I'm just making up in my head right now. Hope you like it. It's kind of a Halloween one.

Date: October 31st

Day: Wednesday (Scariest day of the year)

Time: 7: 45 am

Halloween. It's some people's favorite holiday. It's some people's day to get revenge. And others, well let's just say it's their worst enemy. I belong in that last one. There I am walking to school wishing I was somewhere else. I know I'm too old to be afraid of simple stuff like ghosts, ghouls, monsters and vampires. But it's just creepy. I am afraid of very little stuff but Halloween is one of them. I like the Treating part, but it's the Tricking part I'm afraid of. Every year it's either someone sneaking up behind me with a scary mask on or making me so scared I pee my pants.

I know I shouldn't be afraid of stuff like this because I'm 16 and a boy, let's face it, I'm 16 and Wally Beatles.

Here is how my day went.

I arrived at school and rushed straight to my locker. I packed my stuff in there and locked it. I pulled the key around my neck and headed towards the boy's bathroom. I opened the door and as I pushed the door to an open stall, a dude a year older than me jumped out making me fall onto the wall. He took his mask off, laughing and headed out the door.

I caught me breath as I looked down. Great. I headed into the stall. After a minute or so, I got my pants clean enough to go to my locker to grab an extra pair of jeans. I always keep a pair in my locker in case. I grabbed a light pair of pants and headed towards the bathroom again. I changed and stuffed my other pants into my backpack and grabbed my stuff for World History. My first period class.

I was in my own thoughts all hour. The jocks kept laughing at me and pointing but I ignored it. As the bell rang everybody ran out the door as I slowly sulked to the hall. I walked into the lockerooms and started changing into shorts and a jersey.

I grabbed my basketball as I ran into the gym to see the rest of the class already shooting some hoops. I shot a few at all of the hoops and then the coach separated us into teams. Of course I was on the good team. After about 45 minutes or so my team won. We walked out of the gym watching the 20 kids run around the gym.

I grabbed my art supplies, paper and a pencil and headed down stairs to the art room. You get the point, class after class until finally the last bell rang letting all of us know that the school day was over. As I grabbed my backpack and locked my locker and turned around when I saw a boy, maybe a like 5 or 6 years younger staring up at me.

I looked around and saw that no one else was in the halls.

"Are you lost?" I asked him as he ran away all of a sudden.

I had a puzzling look on my face as I started out the doors as I saw the boy again. This time he ran off towards my house. I ran right behind him as I notice him going into my house. I ran to the porch and when I opened the door, I saw Joey laughing at me. I slammed my backpack down and stared down at me.

"Was that you?" I asked as he flopped on the couch still laughing. He nodded his head yes as he finally ran up to his room before I started chasing him. I grabbed my notepad out of my backpack and a pencil and started drawing Joey. This might've been one of the best Halloween's ever.

I know, it's really cheesy isn't it? Just review, would yah?