Okay, sorry if this seems a little rushed. I was trying to get this out as soon as possible! Enjoy!

000

"David," I groaned. I rolled around, whining and crying out.

"David!" I groaned louder.

"Who the hell is David?" Carter asked.

My eyes snapped open to meet bright sunlight. I sat up quickly and looked around.

I was sitting on my bed in my bedroom.

Home…

"I'm home?" I asked, confused.

Carter snorted. "Where else would you be?"

I looked to my right to see Carter sitting on my dresser eating cornflakes. He looked around my room while chewing loudly on his special farmer's breakfast cereal as he liked to call it.

I stared at him until he locked eyes with me.

"What?" he asked with a mouthful of corn flakes.

"Okay, one, why are you in my room? And two, why the heck are you eating cornflakes on my dresser?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. Cornflakes are a good source of vitamins and minerals. At least that's what it says on the box…" he muttered.

I stifled as laugh. "No, I meant, why are you in my room, dufus."

"Oh. You know, I don't really know to be honest with you," he replied, shoving another spoonful of cornflakes into his mouth.

I shook my head. "So you were just watching me sleep?"

I nodded. "Pretty much. Who's David?" he asked again. I blushed.

"I don't know," I lied.

"Mmmhmm," he said doubtfully.

"Look, what time is it?"

"Nine," he said, looking at his watch.

I lay back down in bed and sighed, closing my eyes. It had all been just a bad dream.

"A vivid one," I thought.

I sighed again. At least I didn't have to worry about it being real.

I heard Carter's footsteps as he left my room.

"Oh, by the way, where'd you get that necklace?"

I froze. "What necklace?" I whispered.

"The one on your neck."

I looked down and there it was. The necklace I had put on last night.

I wanted to cry.

"It wasn't a dream!"

000

I stepped out of the costume store and looked around. The boardwalk was very different in the day than it was at night. During the day, the sun attracted what seemed like decent, nice people. I felt comfortable, but the thought that David might show up still lurked in the back of my mind.

"If he shows up, I swear I think I'll pee my pants."

The thought that all of last night had actually happened scared the living shit out of me. Plus, it was extremely embarrassing to think that I had started crying in front of David. Like he had said, "I didn't see you as the crying type."

I looked down at the shopping bag in my hands and smiled, momentarily forgetting the embarrassment. I had gotten together my costume for the Get Bit booth and I must say, it was pretty kick ass! At home, I already had blue jean shorts, converse, and black tights, but I needed fangs, a shirt, and any other extra necessities.

I ended up buying those realistic looking Halloween fangs that you actually stick on your teeth, a black hair extension, dark makeup and blood red lipstick. I was still on the hunt for a special T-shirt that would look great in the vampire costume.

All day, I searched the boardwalk, looking in every store for a T-shirt. Nothing had really sparked my interest, until…

"Perfect!"

Inside one particular store, I could see a Ghost Busters shirt hanging on the rack.

"Please be my size!" I begged as I went inside the store to try it on.

The bell rang and I raced towards the rack, snatching it up before anybody else could grab it.

"Can I get you a dressing room?" a sweet voice asked.

I turned around to see a young girl about fifteen years old dressed in a flowered skirt and white camisole. Her chestnut brown hair was pulled back in a lose ponytail and she had glossy pink lips stretched up in a sincere smile.

"Yes, that would be great!" I replied.

"Okay, follow me!" She walked towards the dressing rooms and opened a door.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Cassidy."

She wrote my name on the little white board attached to the door and held it open for me.

"Here you go!" she smiled.

"Thanks," I replied and closed the door, locking it.

I slipped my shirt off, noticing the long scar that ran across the part of my hip that was exposed. I grimaced and tried to ignore it.

I pulled on the shirt and grinned, noticing how well it fit me. The classic Ghost Busters logo beamed back at me and I knew I had found the right shirt.

I took it off and put my yellow smiley face shirt back on. I opened the door with the material in my hand and walked out.

"Did it fit?" the girl asked.

"Totally!"

"Good! Can I ring you up now or are you still shopping?"

"Now would be great."

She nodded and walked over to the counter. I handed her the shirt and she scanned it. The price popped up on the screen.

"Okay, ten dollars, please," she said cheerily.

I took out a ten from my back pocket and handed it to her. She put it in the register and bagged the shirt for me.

"Oh, that's a pretty necklace!" she commented, looking at the teardrop. I glanced down and blushed, remembering who gave it to me.

"Oh, thanks! My, uh, my…friend bought it for me."

"It looks rather familiar," she said, scratching her head.

I raised one eyebrow. "It does?"

She snapped her fingers. "I know! Holly made that necklace, didn't she?"

My eyes widened. "You know Holly!"

She nodded. "Yeah, she lives in my neighborhood. She made my little sister a necklace for her birthday."

"Do you know if she's home?" I asked quickly.

She shook her head. "No, she hasn't been home since yesterday, sorry."

My heart beat faster. "Um, thanks anyways. Have a good day."

"You too!" she called as I walked out the door.

I sat down on a bench and put my head in my hands.

"Jesus Christ, what's going on?" I mumbled sadly.

I ran a hand through my hair and stood back up. It was twelve now and that's when my dad said to meet him at food court.

I let out a stressful breath and walked in the direction of my destination. I smelled the food before I saw it and my stomach grumbled.

"Shut up, you stupid thing!" I growled.

I spotted my dad and brother sitting at a table. Carter was stuffing his face with barbeque, but my dad wasn't eating anything.

"Dad!" I called, running over to him. He looked up and smiled.

"Hey, Cass, did you find what you were looking for?" he asked pleasantly.

I nodded. "Sure did." I handed him the bag and he looked through it with a pleased expression.

"Good, good. Do you want something to eat?" he asked, looking back up at me.

"Definitely! I'm starving!"

"Here," he said while handing me a twenty.

I tried to push his hand away, but he shook his head.

"Dad, I have money!" I protested.

"No, I want you to go get lunch!" he said sternly.

I sighed and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks, Dad!"

He nodded and I made my way towards a barbeque place.

Hey, a girl's gotta eat, right?

I read the menu and decided on a pulled pork sandwich. When I got my food, I sat down next to Carter.

"Hey, you comin' to the carnival?" I asked him.

He nodded his head and swallowed. "Yup. I'm gonna bring Jessie Whitehill and a few of her friends too," he said, taking another bite of his ribs.

I elbowed him. "Jessie, huh? How long have you been tryin' to get her to go out with you?" I teased.

He rolled his eyes. "Shut up."

I laughed and took a bite of my sandwich. It was great and calmed my ravenous stomach.

"So, Cass, what time do you have to be there tomorrow?" Dad asked.

I shrugged. "Eight or nine."

He nodded. "I'll be right back, guys. I'm gonna use the restroom."

"Don't miss the urinal. You know how bad old people's eye sight is," Carter laughed.

I shuttered. "Gross."

I went back to eating my sandwich and looked around the boardwalk. Tourists were flocking the stores, trying to buy their full experience in Santa Carla. I shook my head and laughed.

"What?" Carter asked.

"Tourists," I replied. He smirked.

"Dorks."

"Definitely."

I continued gazing around the hectic boardwalk until my eyes landed on a particular wall. It was filled with missing person's posters. I always tried to avoid that wall for obvious reasons, but this time I couldn't look away.

I was frozen to the spot.

There in the middle of all the signs was one poster that made my heart stop beating. It read,

MISSING

Grant Scoaly

REWARD: $200,000

If found please call

881-564-9867

A picture of grant sat right smack in the center.

I almost threw up then and there.

"Cass, you okay?" Carter asked, concerned.

My face paled and I clutched my stomach.

"You look kinda green."

"I'll be right back," I gasped and ran to the ladies room. I crashed down next to a toilet and threw up everything in my stomach.

"Oh, God," I whispered, "they killed him!"

000

I had had lots of success with my booth that night. Loads of people wanted pictures with me and my friend, Jessica. I called her up the day before and asked her if she wanted to do the booth with me and of course, she had said yes. Jessica was a freshman I used to tutor in eighth grade and we were pretty good friends. Besides, she made an excellent vampire!

I heard Jessica counting up the money we had made so far that night.

"How much?" I asked.

"$200!" she exclaimed.

"Dude, seriously?" I asked, amazed.

She nodded, her black curls bouncing back and forth.

"Yeah! We're pretty popular, Cassidy!"

We high fived. "Alright!"

"Excuse me? Can we get a picture with you?" I heard a woman ask.

We turned around to see an older lady with a young boy about eight or nine with long brown hair.

"Sure! Which would you like? A regular picture or a bite?" Jessica asked.

The lady shook her head. "It's not for me. It's for my grandson. Which would you like, Laddie?"

He stood shyly behind her leg. "Regular," he responded.

I smiled at him and held out my hand. He hesitated for a moment and then took it.

"Alright, Jess, Laddie here wants a picture!" I said, smiling. He grinned at us.

"You look like real vampires!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Thank you!"

We stood on either side of him and held our hands out to look like claws. We both did a fake snarl and our camera man, Dean, took the picture.

"Alright, Laddie! There you go!"

"Thank you!" he said.

"You're welcome! Happy Halloween!"

The lady smiled.

"Come back in thirty minutes to pick up your picture!" Jess called after them.

"He was so cute!" I gushed after they left.

"I know right!" She squealed.

The night carried on and we raised another hundred dollars. Now that the night was really picking up, most people wanted us to "bite" them. It wasn't real or anything and I actually thought it was kinda fun!

I smoothed out my hair and adjusted my shirt when I heard Jessica snapping to get my attention.

"What?"

"Look," she whispered.

I made the mistake and did it.

"David," I breathed.

"You know them?" she asked.

"Unfortunately."

They walked through the crowd and people cleared a path for them. Paul and Marko were pushing each other in a playful manner and Dwayne and David were silent.

"Quick! Turn around!" I squealed and pulled on Jessica's shirt.

"Be careful! They killed Grant!" I reminded myself.

She did the same and we tried to stay unnoticed.

Unfortunately, some things don't always go as planned.

"So, you're into Halloween, huh?" I heard him ask.

I gulped and turned around slowly.

"Yeah. School function," I coughed, avoiding eye contact.

"So, you're a vampire?" Marko asked with a raised eyebrow.

I glared at him. "It would seem so," I hissed, still pissed about him taking Holly.

"Who's this?" Paul asked, circling Jessica like a predator. She swallowed nervously.

"Jessica," she said confidently, but her eyes betrayed her nervousness.

"I like it," Paul laughed.

Jessica laughed a fake laugh. "Yeah, me too," she said, looking at me for reassurance.

"Look, what do you want?" I asked nervously.

"A picture," David said, grinning a sly grin that scared the shit out of me.

I took a deep breath and worked up some confidence.

"I can only give you a regular picture," I said with my head held high.

He raised an eyebrow. "Why? I believe the rules are bite anybody who wants it."

He wanted me to bite him?

"Until you let me see Holly and Maria, all special privileges will be taken away," I said smugly, like a school teacher would say to a student.

He looked angry and the other boys looked uncomfortable.

"Is that a threat?"

"It's a guarantee," I growled.

"Now that I think about it, I don't want you to bite me," he bit back.

My eyes narrowed and I heard Jessica gasp. She put her hands to her mouth in horror.

"You did not just say that, man," she whispered through her hands. Jessica knew about my bad temper and always tried to stay on my good side.

He snorted. "Yet another promise that you've broken," he growled.

"Hey, man, I never promised that I would come with you! You're the one that caught me off guard!" I hissed.

"Whatever," he growled and began walking away. His tone was very unsettling. I could see his hands were clenched into fists and the other boys looked nervous behind him.

The boys followed, but Dwayne was the last to leave.

"Sorry for last night, Cass," he apologized.

I was shocked. Like I had said, Dwayne did seem like the nicest and he defended me against Paul. "Oh, It's…okay, I guess," I mumbled.

"Look, don't take anything David says to offense. He really does like you," he said quietly.

I ran hand through my hair. "I wish he would act like it."

Dwayne shrugged and turned away, walking towards the guys.

"See you around."

It sounded like a promise.

Before I could say anything back, I saw all the boys turn around to look at me.

"I didn't think you'd do it in the first place just like you didn't come with us last night," David said loud enough for everyone to hear.

Paul laughed. "You're scared! Never thought I'd see the day, girl!"

I felt my temper skyrocket and my hands shook violently.

The boys turned back around, laughing, and walked into the crowd.

"Cass?" Jessica asked warily.

When I didn't respond, she waved a hand in front of my face.

"Cassidy?"

"I'm not afraid of anything!" I snarled.

"What are you doing?" she asked, scared, but I ignored her.

"I'm gonna make him eat his words!"

I ran straight towards him in a blind rage. Slicking my tongue over the sharp fake fangs, I grinned evilly.

"Oh yeah! THIS ONE'S ON THE HOUSE!" I shouted. And then I did something that surprised me.

I bit him.

He turned back around, holding a hand to his neck, surprised.

"What the fuck?" he asked, glaring at me.

"GOT WHAT YOU WANTED, DIDN'T YOU?" I shouted at him.

The boys looked dumbfounded and I found myself laughing my ass off.

"Cassidy! RUN!" I heard Jessica scream excitedly. I suddenly realized what I had done and took off into the crowd.

"Take that, David!" I thought slyly.

Jesus, what was this guy doing to me?

000

Cass is such a badass! Lol HAPPY HALLOWEEN! R&R!