WHOOOOOOOO!!!! The first oneshot of many. You can review me your ideas and I may
use them if I'm running out. You'll get credit for the idea! Also, review to tell me how my
story is, of course. FYI, this story is in Lilly's POV.
"Stupid dress," I told the long pink dress that I was wearing while I climbed the stairs that lead to
Miley's porch. "I hate you," I told my Halloween outfit. I had really been looking forward to
wearing my pirate outfit that I had spent the rest of October to make, and now I'm being forced to
go as some beauty pageant winning prep. It absolutely killed me inside to be walking around the
neighborhood with some cheap, fake roses in my hand, a dumb plastic tiara on my head, cheesy
curls in my hair, and a long, pink, super uncomfortable dress.
As I looked around, I saw that other houses had put out bowls of candy and left them on
their porches or that there were some adults sitting out on their steps, bowls of candy in their
laps. As I arrived on Miley's porch, I saw that a bowl of candy had been left sitting on top of a
creepy looking scarecrow wearing a wolf mask who had been propped up on a chair. I shrugged.
I guess it couldn't hurt to take a piece, I thought, holding my pumpkin bucket out in front of me.
I was actually really excited to go trick-or-treating. I don't see why teenagers going is such a big
deal; you get to dress up, have a blast with your friends, and get free candy. Sounds fun to me.
As I neared the bucket, I caught sight of something. It looked as if the scarecrow was...
breathing. I stood back, puzzled. I also saw the brownish-blonde hair. Jackson, I thought. I knew
this act. Jackson would pretend to be fake, I'd bend down and get a piece of candy, he'd pop out
and scare me.
My cheeks turned a shade of red when I realized it was him. I had a major crush on
him. "Jackson, I know it's you," I said. "L-Lilly?" came the voice under the mask. I smiled.
"Well, duh, Jackson. Who else?" I asked him. His gloved hand reach towards his face and
he pulled off his wolf mask to reveal his cute, lovable face. "Lilly, I can't believe it's you!" he
exclaimed. I raised an eyebrow. "Why not?" I asked him.
"Well..." he started. "Well, because you're dressed all...like...a girl." I rolled my eyes. "Don't
look into it," I said. "I wanted to be a pirate. I'm only dressed like this because I was punished
for slapping Jordan." Jackson's mouth widened. "Jordan McCenzie?"
I nodded. "Uh-huh," I said. I hoped he was impressed.
"The school bully?" he asked. I smirked. "Yup," I answered smugly. He held up his hand and I
high-fived him. "Impressive," he stated. Well, I guess he was impressed. "Thanks," I said shyly
As I sat on a chair beside his."So now, as punishment, I have to go as a stupid beauty pageant
winner instead of a pirate," I concluded. I sighed and relaxed more in the chair. "I probably look
so ugly now," I muttered. Jackson had a confused and slightly shocked look on his face."Lilly,"
he said. I looked up at his face. "What?" I asked him, my turn to be confused.
"You're never ugly," he told me. A smile lit up my face. "Awwww, thanks," I said, my face
growing even more red. "In fact," he continued. "You're never anything but pretty."
If possible, my face grew even more red and my smile grew wider. "Thanks, Jackson," I said. "I
just wish the guys at school saw it your way," I said, fishing for any more compliments he might
have. Jackson sighed. "Well, any half-decent boy would fall for you. You're smart, pretty, funny,
nice..." Jackson trailed off. Butterflies has quickly settled in my stomach and threw a wild party
there, inviting friends over. Oh god, thought. I think he might...like me. I took in a deep gulp of
air. Here goes. "Jackson?" I asked him. "Hm?" he asked, turning to me. The butterflies started
dancing, jumping up and down. "Do you...like me?"
As soon as I said it, I wished I hadn't. Oh man, Lilly. You blew it this time. Jackson startedstuttering. "What? I-I was...you know, j-just...I..w-well..." as he continued to babble like
an idiot, I realized that the answer must be yes. That's what I usually do in front of cute boys.
I stood up, walked to where he sat, leaned down, and kissed him. And he kissed back. He
pulled me in, deepening the kiss. After awhile, we broke away. "See?" I said, happy and
triumphant. "You do like me." Jackson smiled. "Well...yeah. But you kissed me first! Doesn't
that mean that-"
"That I like you?" I interrupted, smiling slightly and raising another eyebrow.
"Well...do you?" he asked. I leaned down and gave him another kiss. "Yeah," I said finally.
Jackson's mouth widened. He raised a hand to his face and slapped himself-hard. "Yes!" he
cheered. "I'm awake!"
Lame ending, I know. Halloween is coming up, so I just had to write a one-shot that took
place on Halloween. ROCK ON LACKSON! AND MOLIVER! Sorry to any die-hard Jiley shippers
here. I'm not sorry to any die-hard Loliver shippers here, cuz WHY ARE YOU READING THIS???
