Hey Guys! I felt like writing a Halloween-ish type story, plus, I just saw a super-scary movie at my friend's house, and I thought this would be a good way to vent it out xD

I know I HAVEN'T been updating my other stories, but I honestly don't have much drive for them- I'll update when I can, I promise.

This fanfic will start out somewhat slow and harmless, but it'll definitely intensify later on ;)

Pairings: SonnyxChad, OC pairings, as well.

First Chapter Dedicated to sonnycentral- if you haven't read any of her stories or seen her fansite, I strongly suggest you go check them out- she's absolutely amazing.

Love you, big sis :) Thanks for everything.

Please bear with me on this story- it's different from anything I've ever written before, and I'm just kind of experimenting with different genres. You also might have noticed I like to write in POVs- I've tried writing in 3rd person omniscient, but it doesn't seem to work out so well :-/

~Chapter One~

Sonny's POV

"Kendra, over here!" I called to the new So Random wardrobe manager- a blonde-haired girl about 16 or 17. Hey- nothing wrong with trying to make new friends, right?

She looked up from the lunch line and grinned at me, gratefully, before slipping into the seat next to me.

"Thanks," She smiled, nodding at Nico, Grady, Zora, and Tawni, who were also at the table. That's when I noticed the new Mail-girl come into the commissary, taking a seat at an empty table across from us.

After an unfortunate incident involving the Mail Cart, Zora's snake, and James Conroy's Agent, Josh the mail boy ended up in the ER with two broken bones, and this girl was filling in for him for the whole month of October, while he recovered. The girl had shoulder-length, pin-straight black hair, and had a purple eye-brow piercing. She was dressed in incredibly dark clothing, and had several neon purple streaks in her hair.

"Great… just what we need… another freak at Condor Studios," Tawni commented, rolling her eyes and stabbing her salad with her plastic fork.

"Oh, come on, Tawni… just because she looks… different, and dresses in really dark clothing, doesn't mean she's a freak," I suggested, picking at the mysterious pink mush that lay on my tray.

"I wouldn't be too sure, Sonny," Kendra stated, taking a sip of coffee.

"Well, since it's your first October here at Condor Studios, we'll explain how it goes- Pranks… a Haunted House for the public and kid/teen celebrites, and Halloween-themed events every night in the Commissary…" Grady trailed off, taking a sip of coffee.

"AND, it's also about me, Chad Dylan Cooper, pranking the clueless, Cheese-head, new girl," Chad joked, slipping into the seat on my other side.

"Oof, would you get out of here?" I asked, annoyed, playfully slapping him on the arm.

"Oh, would you relax? It's not like I was actually going to sit with you Randoms- I just happened to overhear that you guys were explaining Halloween at Condor Studios to Sonny,"

"And they were doing a great job explaining it without you," I once again tried to ignore Chad, but he continued speaking.

"Anyway, this year is supposed to be the return of Olivia's Curse," Chad whispered the last part as if it were something that he'd get in trouble for saying.

"What's Olivia's Curse?" Kendra asked, loudly enough for everyone in the commissary to whip their heads around, focusing on our conversation.

"Wha- what is your problem? You can't just go around, blurting 'Olivia's Curse' everywhere!" Nico chortled, making more of a joke about the curse, whereas Chad treated it like a serious topic.

"Anyway, 50 years ago, in 1959, there was a girl named Olivia Handel, who died in this very building- known back then as Elysian Studios,"

"And?" I asked, wondering if he was ever going to get to the point of the so-called curse.

"AND, she's said to return every 10 years to haunt the Studios around Halloween-time, and on the 50th anniversary… which just so happens to be this year, she's said to try and avenge the studio that caused her end,"

A few moments of silence passed, before all of us except for Chad burst out laughing.

"Okay, okay, I get it- it sounds stupid, but hey- you can never be too safe, right?" He asked, before clicking his tongue and flashing that stupid smile of his, before sauntering back over to the Mackenzie Falls table.

I looked around the table, and everyone seemed to be unfazed. My eyes darted back over to the mail-girl at the table adjacent to ours, and she gave me a small smile, before turning her attention back to her lunch.

I tried to shake off the weird feeling- Chad was just trying to scare me, right? Then why did I feel so insecure all of a sudden? Why couldn't I shake the feeling that something was actually going to happen this year... and that it wasn't just some inside joke?