Somehow, someway, Scarah and Billy became my favorite characters, as well as my favorite couple of the series. This story was inspired by what would happen if the plan went awry as well as Cadyn Brewer-Sidelia Miller's Confessions of Love. I'm afraid my chapters will be a little short, so I'm sorry for anyone looking for a super-long story. Also, I'm going to do my best to substitute words for words used in Monster Highso I ask that you please bear with me on it.
With that out of the way, let's get this show on the road!
Scarah was in turmoil over what her next move would be. She had just learned from Draculaura's thoughts that Billy, the boy she had an uber-crush on, was going on a date with a ghoul at the cemetary later that night. She was thinking about showing up at night, just to see who the ghoul was. She wasn't going to ruin it or anything; if Billy was happy with this other ghoul, then Scarah would not interfere. She was simply curious on who it was that Billy was dating, information Draculaura hadn't offered up.
As she was making her way out of the school, she walked past Spectra, whose mind was abuzz with excitement. Because Spectra's thoughts were buzzing loudly, Scarah was able to pick up on it over some of the other classmates in the hallway. What she heard made her unbeating heart beat and then stop all over again.
Oooh, I hope Billy finds my new dress fangastic tonight, Spectra thought as she floated by, playing on her iCoffin.
That thought had made Scarah stop in her place, her pupiliess eyes wide as tears formed in them. Spectra was a friend of both of them, and Scarah knew how super amazing and beautiful she was, so it was no shock that Spectra and Billy would get together. But it still hurt, a lot.
Remembering she was in a hallway crowded with her fellow students, Scarah rushed for the exit, apologizing as she pushed ghouls and mansters aside in her retreat. Once she made it home, ignoring her mother's questioning, she locked her room's door and broke down on her bed, hiding her face in her pillow. She wished the two the best, she really did, but she wasn't going to deny that she wished Billy had chosen her.
How will I face them tomorrow?
Billy was sitting slumped against the headstone with a picnic basket sitting on a blanket in front of him. After Clawd told him that Scarah was going on a date in the cemetary, Billy had decided to spy on it. Not to ruin it or anything, but to be sure that Scarah was being treated kindly (and also to see who the guy was since Clawd didn't give him a name). He had arrived to the empty cemetary an hour ago, and no one showed up. Not Scarah, and not her mystery date.
It made Billy wonder if Clawd had been right. Were they actually supposed to meet up at the cemetary? Was this the right night? The right hour? His thoughts then turned to worry. Had the date been cancelled? Had this mystery guy offended or hurt Scarah so much that she left? Did the guy leave her? His fist curled reflexively at the thought, angered that someone could do something like that to Scarah, but he forced himself to calm down. They were all just questions; nothing was for sure, except that Billy was the only one there. He gave Scarah and her date another twenty minutes, and when that time was up, he grabbed the (full) picnic basket, folded up the blanket, and headed for home.
He snuck into his room, thankful for his abilities. He laid the basket on his desk (he'd figure out who it belonged to later and return the basket), and got himself ready for bed. He had completed his homework earlier, before he went off for the cemetary, and now he felt like going to bed. Thoughts concerning Scarah and her date kept running through his mind while under the sheets, making sleep hard to achieve.
After almost an hour of laying in bed (his alarm clock alerted him of the time), he forced himself to remove the thoughts from his mind and to fall asleep. He had briefly entertained the thought of being sick, but he pushed that thought away. He wanted to find out who Scarah's date was, and he wanted to make sure she was alright. And deep down, he really just wanted to see Scarah. After having the restless thoughts keep him awake, he finally forced himself to get so sleep, with the final thought of,
How will tomorrow go?