CHAPTER 2:
The sun shined throughout the house waking up most of spirits. Moira was up making breakfast alongside Vivien, Ben was reading the newspaper and drinking coffee, and even Constance was over gossiping about the latest news. Tate woke up and went over to where the twins slept in the basement.
"Hey dweebs!" He chuckled.
"Hey douchebag" "Yeah, hey douchebag!" they replied laughing almost a bit too hard over their not too funny joke.
"I need your help with something."
"Oh God."
"Shut up. Okay so we're going to hide you two in these scarecrow costumes, I'm going to be a vampire, and we're going to play creepy music through this boombox tonight. Then when people show up to trick or treat, we scare them. You in?"
"Uh, Tate. It's Halloween. Screw that, we're going out. We need some new video games and stuff."
"Fine."
He didn't even have the energy to argue right now. He went upstairs to get some coffee. He walked into a kitchen full of people and turned to walk off.
"No Tate wait. This is your house too." Ben said.
Tate turned around and said "I don't want to make Vivien uncomfortable.."
"Tate it was almost 2 years ago. Let it go. You've apologized several times and I'm over it now." Vivien said.
"Really?"
"Really. Here, coffee. I'm going shopping all day. I might even take Violet with if she's cool with it."
Even hearing her name hurt. He grabbed the coffee and went back downstairs. He decided he'd wear his costume even if the twins weren't in on it. He wanted it to look cool, creepy, but not too dramatic and certainly not the same as everyone elses. He wore a black tux with a dark grey undershirt and black tie. He straightened his hair into his face, and even put some white face paint on. Good enough, he thought. He heard someone come downstairs and figured the twins were playing a prank. "What do you want, twins?" he asked.
"Um, not the twins.. Violet."
No. Way. In. Hell.
"Vi..Violet." he turned around and there was a moment of silence between the two.
"I'm not real good at this Halloween crap and I'm kinda sick of listening to Elizabeth's stories.. Do you think maybe you could help me?"
"Of course. What are you going for?"
She hesitated.
"A.. Gothic princess." she blushed a bit.
He smiled at her and she smiled back.
"I can definitely help. Sit here."
She sat at the chair while he helped with her face paint and they listened to Nirvana. He looked beautiful.
"You look really good Tate.." oh my God did I just say that she thought.
He stopped for a second and she opened her eyes to see him blushing through the white face paint.
"Uh, thanks. You do too." he replied.
When he got to her lips he was nearly breathless. Everything about her drove him crazy in all the right ways. About 30 minutes later he was done.
"Aaaand.. open your eyes." he said.
She was shocked, she looked gorgeous. "Tate..I look amazing."
"You look beautiful, Violet."
They stood locked into each others eyes for a few seconds before Violet broke the silence. "Right, well I better get going. My mom will want me to be helping her with the shopping."
"Right."
She slipped by him, their hands barely touched but enough for both of them to feel sparks. She started towards the stairs.
"Hey Violet?"
"Yeah?"
"What uh.. what are you doing tonight?"
"Just helping my mom I guess. Maybe hang with Chad or go to the beach or something.. Why?"
"Do you maybe wanna hang out?"
"Hmm.. yeah, I'd like that."
He was shocked, neither had smiled so much since they were together.
"Great, I'll meet you here at 6?"
"Sounds great. Cya Tate."
She went upstairs and fixed her makeup. Her mom walked in and complimented her, and after she put on the rest of her costume, Vivien curled her hair and off they went shopping. They bought new clothes, new decorations, and food for the house. They even stopped for frozen yogurt on the way home. By the time they got home it was 5:24 and Violet had little time to prepare for their date..er..hang out.. tonight. She ran upstairs, touched up her hair and makeup and got back downstairs and checked her phone, 5:56. Great, I'm that girl who arrives early and appears clingy. Just then Tate came upstairs in his costume. His lips were a dark red and he'd never looked hotter. They both smiled.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Yeah." She replied
