Crybaby

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"Come on twerp, this is the last stop." I sighed as I pulled some wisps of brown hair out of my face. The said seven year old boy looked up at me, his deep brown eyes behind his ghoul mask looking fearful.

"But Glory, it looks so scary." He whimpered as I rolled my eyes, looking up to the house.

The path way was lined with crosses that stated 'Do Not Trespass', and pierced on a couple were heads. They looked real enough, but I wasn't fooled, they were probably some masks filled with that foam insulation you could get at any local Canadian Tire. Then, to top it off, blood was painted on the crosses, so it seemed that they splattered and leaked from the decapitated heads. It was really all and all a very cool effect.

Coming towards the house, out front was a graveyard scene, with names that, in my opinion, were very well thought out. One I immediately saw that she liked was the one that stated Will Ease. Then from some graves there were neon plastic heads and hands poking out, looking very fake, but very cool at the same time.

Now as we looked towards the house, lights flashed, a strobe light in fact. You know, the ones that in the dark they flash so fast, everything seems animated, and slow motion. I just thought that they were put on this earth to give people seizures. Not a very fun concept if you asked me. Then, dangling from the roof were assorted car board figurines, such as skeletons, ghosts, witches and even Dracula.

I mean, what kind of Halloween would it be without Dracula, come on.

"How many times have I told you not to call me Gloria, Glory, or anything that associates with my first name?" I asked, trying to make sure my voice didn't become raised. All I needed was for him to go home crying and yelling that I had been mean to him and yelled at him to Mom and Dad.

"Sorry Lizzy." He replied softly, looking like he was about to cry. I rolled my eyes.

His attempts to make me feel guilty were really becoming pathetic.

"No, I'm not going up there with you." I stated as I shifted from one foot to the other. It was well near freezing outside.

"But Lizzy." He whined.

"But Colton." I micked him and he pouted, causing a smirk to slide it's way onto my lips.

I loved to torture kids, it was too easy actually.

I moved aside as an older woman nudged her way through with her little girl, who was dressed up like a ballerina.

"Are you seriously gonna let some girl in a pink totoo show you up?" I asked, as I continued to smirk, laughing. Colton looked up to me, his deep brown eyes firing up as he gave me what I like to describe as a death glare.

Now that there was one thing I can be proud of.

Then he did exactly as I thought he would. He marched on up there, his tiny legs shaking and his whole body quivering. He came up the steps as the ballerina and mother came down. He then looked back at me, as if silently rising to the challenge. He took slow steps forward, and slowly reached out to ring the doorbell. Minutes passed and no one came. He looked back at me and I just gave him the motion to try again. He did, minutes passed and still no answer. I frowned though, when I saw a shadow moving through the house from the windows. Realizing that this shadow was much taller then a little old lady that I had saw previously handing out candy, my heart lurched into my throat as I began to take quick steps towards the house.

So sue me, I love my little brother.

Colton then turned to me, giving me a weird look and I paled, seeing the door open behind him. Colton saw the look on my face, and immediately turned around to see what I was looking at. Behind him stood a very tall, very menacing looking man with a zombie mask on his face. Of course, I noticed that it was a young guy in the mask, but all my brother saw was...well...the mask.

"LIZZZZZ!" Colton screamed as he bolted off of the porch and into my arms. I swear I had never seen a kid jump so high or run so fast, and I would have laughed.

If I hadn't been tackled to the ground by said kid.

"Urghfffff" I grunted as my butt landed on the cold cement pathway and my arms automatically wrapped around the little buggar. I rolled my eyes as I felt tears wet my sweater.

"Shhhhh, buddy, it's alright. Nothing is going to hurt you." I tried to calm him, but all he seemed to want to do is dig farther in to hide from the 'monster' that had scared him.

"Oh god, I am so sorry." I heard as I looked up to see that the guy who had been in the mask stood over us.

"It's alright." I assured him as I took in his appearance. Not very menacing at all. Brown hair, deep blue eyes, and an almost baby face. He looked to be around my age, if not older. Probably older, making him around eighteen.

"See buddy, it was only a mask." He stated as he surprised me by kneeling down beside me and Colton, mask in hand. He sighed though when Colton only began to cry harder, looking guilty himself.

"Colton, calm down bud, there's no need for you to overreact like this. Settle down." I stated as I ran my fingers through his hair, rocking him slightly to see if it would calm him down. It had the desired effect, till he fell asleep on me that is. The guy that had scared him still looked extremely guilty.

"Seriously, it's alright. He was being a chicken shit anyways. That scare might've done him some good." I stated and the guy looked almost surprised at the way I was talking. "I'm Liz by the way, if you didn't gather that from Colton screaming his head off earlier."I stated as I tried to lighten the mood. The guy laughed slightly, shaking his head.

"Tyler, and I really am sorry about that. I had no idea-"

"Seriously, it's alright." I stated again as I sighed, trying to get up.

I was having a little difficulty with the 95 pound kid on my lap.

"Hey, let me get him." Tyler stated softly as I nodded thankfully. He was extremely careful as he pulled Colton out of my lap not to wake him. I got up, dusting off my bum slightly out of reflex and pulling my baggy sweater down farther. I for once, was feeling very self conscious.

Not as if I had any amount of self esteem as it was, high school has done a wonderful job taking care of that.

You see, I'm not exactly the prettiest girl around, in fact I know I'm not. I have shoulder length muddy brown hair that was straight till it came to the ends and curled. This would either create a ringlet effect or a frizzy bush effect and I absolutely hated both. My physic leaves much to be desired, weighing around a hefty 190 pounds. My friends say I don't look it, but I sure as hell see it every morning on the scales.

I swear that scales were invented as a curse upon the woman of the world.

I had freckles everywhere. Down my arms, on my face, on my legs. It's like an infestation that you can never get rid off, and what makes it worse is I'm pale, causing there to be a stark contrast between my complection and freckles. The only thing I ever even liked about myself were my eyes. My Dad always said they were unique, for on most occasions they were brown, but on other occasions when it's light out and I'm outside, they turn green. My grandma always said that when my eyes were green they reminded her of the rolling green hills in Scotland. So yeah, that's pretty much me in a nutshell, but onto this meeting new-guy-who-is-way-way-way-way-way-out-of-my-league business.

"Where do you live?" He suddenly asked as my head snapped up.

Shit, I hate it when I day dream out of nowhere.

"Um, other side of town, on Elk Street, but I'm heading to Cy's." I stated as I nearly slapped myself. Sure, go ahead and tell the guy your life story, huh?

"What's Cy's?" Tyler asked as my mouth fell open in surprise.

He lived here and he had no idea what Cy's was? That poor, poor boy.

"I'm not from around here." He added quickly, probably seeing my perfect rendition of Gaping Goldfish.

Thank you, thank you.

"Oh, I see." I started out intelligently. Note to self: sarcasm.

"Yeah, I'm from New England, a place called Ipswich." He stated as he nodded back to the house. "My grandma lives here, I'm staying with her for a few months before my term starts in University."

University? Aw man, I'm only in high school. Ba hum bug!

"Oh, okay. Well, Cy's is a bowling alley, bar mix. Great wings, Ontario's best." I stated with pride in my voice.

"Really, all I expected to come here for was the bacon." He stated, laughing at his own joke, which wasn't that funny to me but I laughed anyways.

We Canadians hear that one wayyyyy to often.

"Yeah, well, anywho, I'm going there to go bowling with some friends. It's five pin by the way, not ten." I added, just for his own information. "Here, I'll take Goober back." I stated as I reached out for him and Tyler nodded, passing him over to me.

This kid really needs to lay off the candy.

"You're not going to carry him across town, are you?" Tyler asked, looking at me in a weird, kinda concerned way.

Kinda a cute look on him.

"Um...well...yeah." I stated, sounding unsure myself now as I tried to manoeuver his candy bag so it wasn't digging into my side. Tyler must have saw this and grabbed the bag from my arm without a word.

Were all the boy's from Ipswich this nice? Sure put the boys around here to shame.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride home, to drop Colton off then I'll drop you off at the bowling alley.

WARNING LIGHT.

Stranger + Car ride + Over reactive parents - Disaster!

Or maybe he really is just that nice?

"Um, well, I don't want to put you out of your way or anything. You must have half a dozen more kids coming around for tonight." I stated, trying my best to sound indifferent, cause I really didn't want to offend him with sounding nervous. Truth is though, I'm not a great actress.

"Naw, grams can take care of that. Besides, it's only a ten or fifteen minute drive." He stated with a shrug of his shoulders, digging for what must have been his car keys in his pocket.

"Seriously, it's alright-" I began, but I was quickly cut off.

"Seriously, I'll steal your little brother's candy if you don't let me give you a ride home." Tyler replied with a smirk, shaking the grocery bag full of candy in front of my face.

The brat is in so much trouble when we get home.

"Alright, but you don't have to drive me to Cy's, I live right across the street from there." I stated, only giving in a little.

I liked to make people's life a challenge. It's a gift, really.

Tyler nodded as he motioned for us to follow him, my warning lights going off again, making me feel on edge.

Why do I feel so god damn nervous?! What is with this guy that is putting me on edge and why do I get this strange vibe coming from him?! I thought to myself as we walked into what I guessed to be the garage.

He was rich. Great, now even more out of my league. Let's begin a list of why that is.

1) He's cute

2) He's in University, therefore probably a good few years older then me

3) He is rich

4) He owns a god damn hummer!

This really isn't fair.

"I'm guessing the family is pretty well off then." I stated, not really sure what to say, but not wanting to be awkward either. To this Tyler looked kinda bashful as he unlocked the car and opened the back door so I could put Colton in the back seat.

"Um, yeah. Lot of old money." Tyler answered as he back away so I could put Colton in, and then strap him in his seat belt. "Actually my friend back in Ipswich would always steal my car on me."

"If I was you I would have hid the keys." I stated as I smirked shaking my head.

"Yeah well, it's not that easy." Tyler stated, with a nervous chuckle.

What was that about?

I looked back around at him in confusion, only to find that he wasn't there anymore.

"Over here." I heard him say with a laugh as he opened the passenger side of the Hummer.

Awww, a gentleman at heart. Here I thought all the guys around this area were jerks. Then again, I guess I should take into account that he isn't from around here. I smiled slightly as I walked over to the other side of the car.

"Thanks." I stated as I laughed slightly, climbing in, and there, as I sat waiting for him to reach the driver's side I thought to myself that for once, everything was running alright.

In a matter of hours, I'd realize how wrong I really was.

Please review! I have an awesome plot line I think, but you'll have to review and see, and I'd love to hear your thoughts about characters and what went on in this chapter! Thanks in advance.

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