The guys and I decided that, since it's Halloween, we wouldn't practice 'til tomorrow. So we decided to walk around town, cracking jokes and making fun of the drunks from school that sometimes walked by.
"So the teacher asked 'Kids,what does the chicken give you?' The Student responded 'Meat!' The Teacher said 'Very good! Now what does the pig give you?' and the student responded 'Bacon!' and the Teacher was like 'Great! And what does the fat cow give you?' and the student said 'Homework!'" snickered Gazzy. We all laughed. God these guys are such dorks sometimes, but I love 'em.
We were walking along, while Ari kept talking about the prank he pulled on his sister.
"He's really creepy," a twelve-year-old Frankenstein remarked to a pint-sized werewolf as they passed us. I cocked an eyebrow when Frankenstein pointed to the Mansion.
"That old man is really freaky. He looks scary and he isn't even wearing a costume!" giggled a an eight-year-old fairy. As we passed by the entrance of the gates, I stopped and looked, trying to get a view of the "creepy man."
"Max?" called Sam. I ignored them and squinted.
"Maximum Ride!" I scowled at Iggy.
"What now?" I asked annoyed.
"You coming?" asked Ari.
"You guys go ahead, I'll catch up in a few minutes," I said. They nodded and walked a bit. I smiled and walked towards the front door. I was going to knock, see the dude and try to get info. out of him. My hand curled around the serpent knocker.
"Hey freak," I heard a familiar voice behind me. I turned around and saw Dylan with a smirk. I gave him my death glare.
"The fuck do you want now, snob?" I growled.
"Oh nothing...just wondering...too old to be trick-or-treating aren't ya?" sneered Dylan, getting closer.
"I'm not trick or treating stupid," I rolled my eyes.
"Oh? Then what are you doing?"
"It's none of your bees wax," I mumbled, turning around and getting ready to knock again. He grabbed my arm. "Give it a rest, Dylan!" He pulled me in closer. I pushed him off. I walked past him, but then I felt his arms wrap around my waist. That's it.
I raised my foot and swung it back, my converse hitting him where the sun don't shine. He groaned and let go. I turned around and did a round house kick, hitting him in his torso, making him fall back. I kicked him again as he groaned on the floor.
I leaned down and punched his face really hard, making him scream. Something told me to look up so I did. I saw a shadowy figure watching from the attic window...was it the same guy I almost ran over the other day. Dylan pulled my hair making me punch him again. Then I heard it. The door's locks unlatching. I gasped and got up running off. I tripped over a rock on my way, but I got up.
I turned and saw Dylan groaning and the man the kids talked about wasn't there. I saw the same guy I almost ran over. But his bangs covered his eyes as he looked down at Dylan.
"You should try shaking it off dumb-ass!" I shouted at Dylan.
"Fuck...you!" he groaned. I laughed and ran off the direction the guys went. After a while, I couldn't find them so I decided to call them, I reached in my back pocket, but my phone wasn't there. Crap. I search in all my pockets, I probably dropped it at the Mansion, but I couldn't go back there!
Sighing, I walked home, deciding I'd get it tomorrow. Thank god it's turned off. As I walked home, I couldn't help but think about that guy...