A/n so sorry to take so long with the update. I am in Annie, and our productions this weekend, so I've been having an exhausting practice schedule. Will be trying to update though, ASAP.

Halloween Day

When I woke up in the morning my head was pounding, I was cold but I was sweating under the blanket. I DID NOT feel like going to school. Luckily, when I went downstairs for cereal, Renee agreed with me that today was not my day, so I got to stay home. Good. I actually did not feel like dealing with candy and Halloween today. Plus, our school let students dress up in costume, and I only did that pre-planned, which I hadn't, so I'd be the lone person in regular clothes.

After eating, I settled back into bed to sleep some more. With my angel close by, wandering through my head.

When I woke up in the afternoon, it was bright outside and I could tell the weather had changed from yesterday. I was surprised I had slept so long, but in a way, my body HAD taxed itself a lot lately.

I went into the shower, feeling disgusted by the dried sweat that had resulted from last night.

Renee had done the liberty of creating me a Halloween mystery meal on the kitchen table for when I woke up. This made me anxious though, for because it was Halloween, she believed that gave made her free to dye anything black and orange. But as I ate the orange and black sandwich, it was fairly okay.

I knew that I only had a few hours or so before the early trick- or- treaters came by, so I immediately set out to get ready. I found an old one of Renee's costumes, a simple vampire dress, and put on some odd red lipstick. There, with my coloring and the lipstick, I looked like a genuine vampire.

Then I went to find candy. I was surprised Renee hadn't eaten it all already, but sure enough; I found an enormous variety bag in the cupboard and then proceeded to pour it into a giant jack o lantern basket.

The doorbell rang. O gee, the first batch. I shook out my long brown hair and walked to the door. Oh, good, it's only Laura and Josh. I could see their faces in the window of the door and she was grinning from ear to ear. I could only guess what they were dressed as.

I opened the door cautiously, afraid of what they were wearing. Then my mouth dropped open in surprise.

They were Tigger and Pooh. Classic Laura, take me entirely by surprise. I was expecting something a whole lot kinkier. (A/n: Poll: would Bella say that? answer in reviews)

"Laura, you look adorable. But I don't think Tigger and Pooh were that close."

"Bella, don't worry, we won't make the little kids scream and be grossed out. That may ruin their view on Winnie and Pooh forever."

"Yeah, Pooh kissing Tigger may just do that."

"Hey Bella. You look nice." Josh was always sweet, always giving me pity compliments. I could never look like Laura. My uncooperative brown hair to her pushover blonde, my pale skin to her skin, which tanned easily. It was hard to feel confident around her. But, she still felt a little insecure around Lynne now. Lynne was blonde bombshell; well Laura was just a bomb.

"Thank Josh."

"So, can you come please please please????" Laura asked insistently.

"Laura, we've been through this. I don't want to interrupt you two. Besides, I also don't think parents would be all too happy with a vampire hanging with Tigger and Pooh either."

"I already thought of that. Which is why I have THIS!!!!" She held up an ominous shopping bag, and I could see pink material peeking out of it. Oh great, I was going to be—

"Piglet, get your ass a movin'!" Laura was such a pain sometimes. I was not a Barbie. I was in my bathroom fitting into a pink costume, horribly big for me, seeing I was so tiny, and it had a CURLYTAIL. Only Laura could put me through this torture. I had ears and everything. My red lipstick had been replaced by pink and black face paint, forming a pig nose and coloring my face, I looked like I was five.

I grabbed a pillowcase and ran down the stairs. As I came down, I could see the biggest grin on Laura's face. I knew instantly how ridiculous I looked.

Watch, I find my Prince Charming tonight and he leaves me because I look like I'm in elementary school.

"Let's get going missy! We want to hit all the Scottsdale houses by 8 and then we're hitting Molly's for partying!"

"Partying, like THIS?!?" I was furious. I DID NOT party.

"No, silly, I have other set of costumes for later." Once again, the ominous bag was raised. Jeeze, did she carry around her closet with her?

"Laura, I don't think I should go. This isnt my thing, it's yours. I don't do this well."

"Bella, you're coming, so get over it and get over here."

"Laura…" I was already planning on running upstairs and locking myself in my room. THEN she couldn't get me.

"Come on, Bella, you're coming!" Josh LIFTED me up, and Laura grabbed the candy basket and my pillowcase and they walked out the door with me and locked it. Laura placed the basket down on the steps and held out my pillowcase as josh set me down. This was probably the only relationship in the world where the boyfriend can lift up the girlfriend's best friend without worrying about someone yelling about something. Too many girlfriends are too jealous.

I snatched my pillowcase from her as I trudged away. "Fine, but I won't have fun."

"Oh yes you will. And you know it."

I did know it. I never failed to have a good time with Laura. Or Josh. Well, here we go.

Laura immediately ran to the first house she saw, faster than I thought possible. O Agh I hated long legs. I ran as fast as I could, and I ended up tripping over one of those yard decorations, a blow up pumpkin man. Some cruel person's joke of a snowman for Halloween, meant for tripping people with its strings connecting to the ground. (A/n these things are evil!!!)

When I got up, Laura was laughing, and Josh walked over with her to help me up.

"You are really a klutz, aren't you?" Laura always found pleasure in this. Somehow it amused her for me not to be able to stay on my feet for five straight minutes.

"Here, Bella, let's get you up." Pity. From Josh.

Laura was still laughing when I got up. Right at the moment I wished I could shut myself away. Not only was I dressed as a kid's book character, and a pink one WITH A TAIL, I was blushing ear to ear and my front was covered in grass. (BUT I LOVE PIGLET)

"Come on Bella, it's okay now, we'll make sure you don't trip over one of those again. We need you fresh for the party later." That struck me again. Party. My first party this school year. That scared me.

"Laura, you got me out trick- or- treating. Can't you just let me not go to the party. Or at leas tell me what the surprise about it is. You know I hate surprises. And I will just pout the entire time and have no fun. So either tell me now or let me go home."

"Bella, how about I don't tell you NOW, but I'll tell you later but before we go to the party and then you can back out if you want?"

I contemplated that for minute. Now I realized, I really didn't want to go home to be by myself, each fairy and princess and PRINCE at the door reminding me of what I had seen yesterday. Had it only been a day? Maybe I could deal with a party, go into a corner or maybe find someone to talk to. Laura and Josh were no fun at parties. At least, not for me. They were having all the fun they needed.

"Okay, I'll think about it," I huffed

We continued on our route, and eventually I realized I was having fun. Laura and Josh were actually doing it, actually keeping me occupied.

At the edge of the Scottsdale District, we came to this enormous mansion. The outside was much decorated, but the house somehow seemed uninviting, ominous. It was beautiful, though. It was an old-styled house with columns and balconies, very Gone with the Wind, and it had white crackling paint, faded with age.It was decorated magnificently, with ancient tapestries and realistic crypts, nothing anything close to the superstore decorations that all the other houses had.

Laura, being Laura, ran up to the door and knocked the lion knocker twice.

The then the door creaked open.

And I saw a face that was scarier to me than any Halloween decoration ever.

A/n: NOT AN OBVIOUS CLIFFY!!!! Three chances bet you can't guess who answered the door. First two don't count. Answer the poll though in reviews. In the words of my director: Review my lovelies! Except she says it about the script, not my fanfic.