And, anyways, with that being said...
Chapter 3:
Tickle Me Pink
The boy with raven hair and two blinking blue eyes had not noticed the two pair of eye blink and disapear from the window behind him. He had just begun to relax, and he slammed his head down on the hard hospital pillow like a rock. His eyes felt heavy, and his head was throbbing like his pulse. He'd never been in a hospital room like this before, but he couldn't seem to help but feel disturbed and shaky. Even shifting positions across his matress made him weary, like the weak metal would collapse. Everything was dirty and gross; the floor, and the big baige drawer that was left slightly open. Needles had always made him fee somewhat woozy.
October could sence a sort of smell around her the second she'd stod over the hospital bed without being able to be seen. She couldn't help but look at him a little sorrowfully. She'd always been a bit of a quick-witted thinker, but standing over the bed invisibly she'd seemed to run out of things to say. I guess I shouldn't say unseen than, she giggled to herself gleefully, with a thriving need of her wit back. And she bent down in her short leather skirt and snapped her two fingers loudly in Danny's ear. He jumped up, frantically darting his head around the room like a child.
"Boo!" October yelled, now leaning on the wall closest to the door. She had her arms crossed across her chest and her gase had been directed at her reflection in the hospital mirrior. She smiled at seeing the boy jump up at spotting her. He gasped and let himself sink down in his matress and pull his covers up above his nose. She smirked and bent over his bed seductivly, "Hey, Danny?" she asked, smiling with a sence of asatisfaction, "Does this jacket make me look fat?" He failed to answer and she frowned quickly. "Should I take it off?" And her fiiliar smile came back sjust as quickly as it disapeared.
She leaned over and ran her hand slowly across Danny's forehead, watching him nervously stare up cross-eyed like a child. "Why you so quiet, sweetie?" She asked him, "Normally I've got guys talking to me like they're in a talking race!" It was meant to be a bit of a joke, but Danny didn't laugh. October sighed, but blinked, regaining her confidence. She hadn't had to ever try as hard as she'd been to get a boy to notice her, and something in her made her curious about the one she stood bent over. "You even gonna say a word?" She asked him, her voice had been in somewhat of a monotone, but Danny hadn't seemed to notice.
"Who the hell are you?" Danny managed to spit out. October didn't mind the raspiness of his voice, or the dark bags around his eyes; she'd still found herself somewhat infatuated by him.
"You've forgotten my name already?" She seemed kind of hurt, and her shoulders sunk under her leather jacket. She lunged backwards, muterung to herself about time, it usually hadn't took more than several minutes. "What?" She asked, leaning back over him, "Something in my teeth? Bad smelling breath?"
Danny rolled his eyes, "The fact that you've been stalking me couldn't be it, that's for sure."
Again, October smirked. "Mhmn," there was a bit of spark in her eyes and she looked back down at her shiney leather jakcet before taking a seat on the boy's bed and laying across it like a rag doll. She looked up at him and smirked. "I think I should take this jacket off, Danny." And she yanked herself back up and walked crossing her legs over one another to the sink. She pulled off her leather jacket and tossed it ontop of Danny's bed, letting it land over his face and smother him in the smell of hot sweaty leather.
Just as October was about to make her next move, another two pair of eyes blinked from the window and a hand covered with the fingers cut off slithered around the wasit of October, making her jump and sigh with relif as she saw the skinny hand of a bony Grey.
"Four minutes with the guy," he started, tutting from behind her and smirking, "and already you've yanked your jacket off."
"I need help with this skirt, though," October said, she'd been smiling since she'd heard his voice and her focus was taken completely away from Danny on his bed. Nonetheless, Danny noticed the cameas around the room and wondered why no one had noticed the two visitors. "Wanna pull it off?"
Grey grimanced, "You're a pervert, Occie." And his Brittish accent had never seemed more strong, "You really are."
"A thank you." She took a slight bow and winked at Danny in the bed. At once she turned to the orange haired boy. "His eyes are gorgeous, though, Grey, aren't they?"
Grey exhaled, seeming a bit over jealous and he blew the long strand of ungelled spiked hair from his face. "Mine are better."
October sighed, "Your eyes are orange, Grey," she emphasized the colour, "ORANGE!"
And, though he seemed a bit hurt, he pushed her gently aside and smirked down upon the young boy's bed. "So you're Baby Blue Eyes?"
Danny looked puzzled and blinked, just as October rolled her pink eyes, "Oh, don't mind him," she said with a wave of her skinny fingers, "He's a bit cranky becasue he's been looking like dammed Halloweeen ever since he can remember." Danny didn't even chuckle and October huffed, clarly wonderng if she had just lost her talent.
"She never was a good comdian," Greay asnwered for her and he stepped forwards anxiously. "How are you enjoying your last few days to live?"
Danny gasped, "My last few days to live?" He shot up in his bed and cursed the blinking light on the nearest camera. "What the hell are you--"
"Oh?" Grey chuckled as October sighed helplessly, "did Little O here forget to mention that part?"
"In my defense," she started from her back to the bed, "I told him he had a choice!"
Grey smirked and spun on his heels anxoulsy, "Well, I'm not giving you a choice," he chuckled slowly. "By the time next week rolls around, you will be diging your own grave and the entire town of Amity Park will be right along next too you." He paused, looking rather serisou, but than broke into a fit of laugter, before turning on his heels for the window. "By next week." And he turned to October nervosuly. "Come on, the boss says he wants a word with you anyways tomorrow."
October's shoulders sagged like a child, "What the hell did I do?"
Grey chuckled. "For starters, you look like a preeteen in that colour pink." October huffed.
"Pink, just to let you know, is the color of misery." She paused in her thoughts, "Death even!"
"Why do you think Halloween is based on the dead?" Greay rolled his eyes, and he couldn't help but pity October's innocence.
"I swear!" October was a whining girl at five trying to prove a point.
"Give it a rest," Greay chuckled. And he turned to Danny with a nasty look before he disapeared out the window. In the room, October huffed.
"That bastard!" She shot, crossing her arms and and turning to Danny with a twisted smile. "He'll see our way, won't he Danny?" SHe cooed a little bit in his ear, "And you'll help..."
Candeh- peace. :