Thank to everyone that read and is still reading. I'm having some fun with my characters. As well, I'm going to probably export a bunch of chapters and go through to do edits. Nothing big, but correct spelling mistakes or grammar. Also fix things that didn't stay solid from start to finish (cough Bentley's eye color cough Pam's shoe size and earring status cough). Anyway, hope you enjoy.

SPELLTON ESTATE
SPACIOUS LAWN
Saturday, October 31st
6:52 p.m.

Pam had somehow lost track of Michelle, Madge, and Keelin within a few minutes of arriving at the Spellton Estate. She could already tell that Michelle was going to be steaming later, on the inside, as the party was fab.

Several B-listers smiled and greeted Pam as the ballerina turned pop-star for the night walked through the yard. Her practice in the shoes helped her keep balance, but the hours of trick-or-treating had worn on her and her feet were starting to hurt... she'd have to ice them later. Unfortunately, there was nowhere to sit outside.

Between two of the guest houses there was a dance floor set up, lit up with black lights on one side and strobe lights on the other. The DJ was playing great songs for dancing and Pam knew the DSL-Daters would be tearing it up if they were to come to the seventh-grade party.

But they had their own Halloween activities and couldn't be bothered with a LISP party.

"Pam!"

The girl turned to see her little sister. Mel was dressed as a butterfly. The black long-sleeved dress she was wearing was rather short and tight for an eleven-year-old, and Pam knew for a fact that trying on the outfit earlier that day, she had been wearing black leggings and a black tee. At least she was still wearing flats. The headband that had had the antenna had been removed and instead her new ones were cute with no visible band, and they weren't on springs. The wings were the same ones, only now they were better secured as compared to just using straps around her arms.

"You look... um..."

"You're not the black swan," Mel said, looking her over. She shook her head. "Whatever, you still... who are you?"

"Brigid Kelly," Pam said. Mel stared at her. "Keelin's mom."

"Oh, why?" Mel asked.

"Because Keelin and I decided that we would each rather wear the other's costume," Pam said.

"So, essentially you're dressing as a milf?" Mel asked, rather concerned.

"Brigid Kelly was a pop star before we were born," Pam said. "Like, actually rather famous." She looked her sister over again. "What happened to your outfit?"

"Oh, like Mom and Dad would let me leave the house like this," Mel laughed. "But, come on, it's cold out here and there are games inside."

Pam glanced at the guest house, noticing more strobe lights and hearing screams.

"Not that one," Mel said. She led Pam forcibly toward the smallest of the guest houses. Pam knew this was where most of the food would be, along with Rocky Horror Picture Show playing on repeat in one room, and a horror movie marathon in another.

Arriving inside, there was also a pretty intense game of Apples to Apples that Ringo Blake was winning. Ringo, for whatever reason, was dressed as a dalmatian.

"Oh yeah!" Ringo gloated, raising a fist. "That's another win for me."

"Your cards never make sense," one girl yelled, Pam believed her name was Holly Hopper, though both Michelle and Juli referred to the girl as HoHo.

"Hey, when it makes me laugh so much I have to take a break, I have to give it to him," another girl, one Pam didn't recognize, said.

Pam had a feeling that it had more to do with the fact that it was Ringo Blake. Even with spots all over him, he was still the hottest boy she had ever seen. Pam hadn't yet gotten used to him. She and Keelin were getting pretty close, and she and Madge often went running together. She could talk to Bentley, Ryan, and Caleb. And of course she and Michelle were actually friends. But friendships with Ringo and Kali still eluded her, mostly because both still intimidated her. And, while it was true that Michelle also intimidated her, at least she was related to Michelle.

"Pam," HoHo spotted her. "Tell them that Giving a Hug is not Dirty." Holly's brown eyes burned with passion.

"Well, an unwelcome hug is considered sexual harassment," Pam said, a little quietly. The others around the room laughed and rooted. Clearly, that was what they wanted to hear.

"And how, exactly, is Yellowstone Park Explosive?" HoHo asked.

"Well, it is basically a giant super volcano," Pam said.

"And let me guess, Festering Wounds are Delicious?" HoHo asked. Pam looked at Ringo, who just shrugged. Pam couldn't help laughing a bit, what with his dalmatian ears and his sparkling brown eyes.

"It's a game of opinions," Juli's voice said from behind Pam. "And Ringo just knows how to play to people's opinions." Juli walked past Pam and draped herself on Ringo. Pam's eyes, however, widened. Juli was dressed in a short black and white snakeskin dress, held a long cigarette holder with a fake cigarette in it, fishnets, heeled boots, and a shawl with a ton of peacock feathers... and half her hair was white. She was dressed as Cruella de Vil. Juli and Ringo were obviously at the party together.

Pam knew Michelle was going to freak.

"I, uh, I need some air," Pam said and turned around. She fled, and it only took her a few moments to find Ryan. He was talking to a few guys on the soccer team.

"I need to talk to you," Pam said in a hushed and hurried tone. "Privately."

"Uh, yeah, sure," Ryan said. The two stepped away as the other boys all began chuckling and one started to make kissing noises. "What's wrong."

"Ringo's dressed as a dalmatian," Pam said hurriedly.

"Okay, weird," Ryan said. "But was that really important?"

"Juli is Cruella de Vil," Pam said even more hurriedly and her voice reaching a higher than usual octave.

Ryan's dreamy blue eyes widened. "Okay, I see your point," he said.

"Smile you two!" a man with a camera found them. Pam had almost forgotten that Mel had told her that a few photographers would be going around taking pictures throughout the party. He snapped a picture before she could react, so her eyes were wide and she looked frightened.

She hoped that didn't end up on any social media.

Ryan grabbed her arm and led her toward the haunted guest house. "What are you going to tell Michelle?"

"I don't know," Pam said. "You've known her longer. I don't know what she would do or how to handle it or..." she began shaking.

Ryan sighed, but then saw something. Pam turned around and saw Madge and Keelin. The two didn't seem to notice them yet, so Ryan grabbed her arm again, this time pulling her into the haunted house.

Pam stood still. The first room wasn't so bad, just dimmed lights, cobwebs and a few skeletons lying around. The music in the room sounded like the Twilight Zone theme with a few cackles thrown in.

"Look, she's going find out, and I think it would be best coming from you," Ryan said.

"What about Kali?" Pam asked. She did not want to be the one to tell Michelle.

"And who is going to tell her?" Ryan asked.

"Bentley," Pam said. "You tell Bentley, he tells Kali-"

"Kali is going to be just as angry," Ryan said. "After all, Kali was living with him for several weeks."

Pam nodded. "I don't want them to hate me," Pam said.

"And they won't," Ryan insisted. "So, let's go and you can tell Michelle." Pam shook her head. "Hey, they'd rather find out from you than freak out from finding out on their own." Pam sighed, but nodded in agreement. Ryan turned around, but the door handle wouldn't turn.

"Are we locked in?" Pam asked, squeaking.

"No," Ryan said. "I think we just need to go through."

The two began walking. They were three feet into the second room when the door slammed closed. Pam screamed and tried to open it, but it wouldn't. A chest began to rattle and a scream was emitted from it. Ryan grabbed her hand. "Let's just get through it as quick as possible," Ryan said.

They began walking. Something grabbed her ankle, making her scream and jump. Ryan pulled her quickly to the next room. There was a strobe light, and something was moving and the walls had blood writing and Satanic symbols. Pam was getting close to crying.

The room after that was pitch black, and they had to feel their way through. Pam squeezed Ryan's hand, and she felt a little calmer when he squeezed back. She bumped into something, which seemed to be breathing, so she stepped closer to Ryan.

The last room was supposed to be the scariest. However, when they stepped in, it didn't seem too bad. In fact, it seemed just like the first room. But there was a groaning. Pam backed away from the groaning.

Ryan turned to her, and then his eyes widened. "Pam!"

Pam looked at him, until she felt two arms wrap around her shoulders. Her scream ripped through the room. The arms were bandaged and bleeding and scabbed. She pushed away and ran for the door, running out of the room. The last room, a small kitchenette area, had a girl wearing a nurse's uniform, as well as some fake wounds, standing and smiling. She had a basket of buttons that had 'I survived' written in drippy red writing.

"Congratulations on making it through," she said, holding out a button. Pam just leaned against the wall, breathing deeply.

"Thanks," Ryan said a moment later. He took two buttons, and handed one to Pam.

Ryan began toward the door, but noticed Pam wasn't moving. She was too frightened to. Ryan approached her and put his hands on her shoulders. "It's okay, Pam, nothing was real. You're safe."

"I'm scared because I think Michelle will be scarier when I tell her about Juli and Ringo," Pam said.

Ryan stepped closer. "You'll be fine, Pam," he said.

"Oh, you two are so cute," the injured nurse said. "I remember young love."

"Uh, we're not," Pam said, shaking her head. "I have to go." She rushed past Ryan and ran out of there. She decided she'd tell Michelle, run, and then spend the night with Keelin, which would be the most likely to not have to spend time with boys.

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