Hello and welcome back to another entry for Careful What You Overhear. Please enjoy!


Invisi Billy sat in class, nervously waiting what would become of the class period. It was the only class he shared with Scarah the entire day. The class was set up like an auditorium, and he sat closer to the back, looking down at her seat, which was closer to the front. The distance made it safe for him to think about her without her noticing, and he'd always wait till she left before he'd leave; he didn't want a stray thought to get out.

He watched as students began to file in, and his breathing slowed in pace when he saw Scarah walk in and take her seat. Although she had kept her head low, that was enough body language for Billy to know something was wrong. She was always cheery and put-together, and to see her so miserable looking broke Billy's undead heart. And it also angered him.

Even while class was going on, Billy's thoughts were focused on Scarah and her date. Her sadness only angered Billy because the thoughts from last night seemed to be validated; her date had, in some shape or form, hurt Scarah. The very thought that someone would do that to the bean si made Billy red with anger. He also began to piece together the events of last night: Scarah had made the basket full of food, and the date had either showed up and said something to her that made her flee, or the date never showed up and she left, leaving the basket that Billy found. His recreation of the events were too much for him to handle, and so he had to push those thoughts away; he wasn't ready to make a scene in class.

He glanced back at Scarah, who looked just as disinterested with the lesson. Her saddened look made Billy want to make her smile and talk to her, even if she wasn't interested in him. But the very thought of approaching her and her accidentally hearing him scared him away from the thought. He didn't want to make a fool of himself (if he wasn't going to make her laugh); not in front of her.

Class ended faster than he had expected, and he was taken out of his thoughts by the bell. He watched Scarah practically run out of the classroom, her head lowered so no one else would see her pain, and that only made Billy hurt more. Why did she choose some guy who'd hurt her, and not him?


"I've been thinking over our problem, and I can't think of a reason why it went wrong," Frankie complained to her friends in line at the creepateria.

"Me too," Cleo added. "Everything was set perfectly!"

"Look! Scarah's over there," Draculaura pointed out once they were out of line.

Said ghoul was sitting at a lone table in a back corner, away from everyone. The other monsters had sensed Scarah's sadness and kept away. Hoodude had tried to get her to talk to him, but after unsuccessful tries, he left her to herself because it was her wish. The three ghouls (Draculaura reassured her friends that she wouldn't reveal a thing) walked over and sat down with their lunch trays.

"Please, go away," Scarah asked miserably.

"Scarah, we only want to help," Frankie spoke cautiously and carefully. "You're really hurt, and we want to help you."

"I understand, but please leave," Scarah expressed. "I just want to be alone."

"Scarah, you can tell us what's wrong," Draculaura spoke up. "We won't tell a soul!"

"Is it about Billy?" Cleo asked.

Scarah flinched at the name and lowered her gaze. The ghouls had already known it was because of Billy, but they still wanted to hear her to confirm it.

"Did you go to the graveyard and see them?" Cleo asked.

Scarah shook her head, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"What happened?" Cleo asked.

"You can tell us Scarah, we'll understand," Frankie added, sitting next to Scarah and placing a comforting hand on her arm.

A shuddering sob escaped the ghoul's mouth, and Frankie had felt the shudder from under her hand.

"I...I walked past Spectra and she..." Scarah paused, another shuddering sob racking her. "She thought about a dress she bought to show off to...to Billy."

The ghouls stared at her in shock. Of all the reasons they had thought of, this hadn't been one, especially since Clawd had informed them that Billy liked Scarah. So why then was Billy dating Spectra?

A violent sob escaped Scarah's mouth, tears rolling down her cheeks. It had been hard thinking about it, but to actually voice it had been harder, and wounded Scarah greatly. Without another thought, Scarah ran for the exit, shocking the three ghouls who were trying to comfort her.

"Scarah wait!" Frankie cried, getting to her feet but not running after her.

By that point, the whole creepateria watched as Scarah ran out of it, nearly bumping into fellow students in her retreat. Billy, who had been entering the creepateria, stumbled back when he saw Scarah running past him. As she passed him, he saw her tears. His first instinct was to chase after her and see what was wrong, but he remained grounded in his place, helplessly watching as she ran away.

Clawd, who had seen Scarah rush out, walked over to the table, looking concerned.

"What happened?" Clawd asked.

"Apparently Billy's dating Spectra without our knowing!" Cleo grumbled angrily.

"What? Are you serious?" Clawd asked. "I talked to him, you heard his response."

"Well you'll need to talk to him again," Draculaura said.

"While we go and talk to Spectra," Cleo continued.

The four friends nodded in agreement, a new plan set.