Am I so happy I finally updated! :3 School is really up to torturing me and I can't fast-update. Thanks for reading and reviewing again. At last, Halloween Chapter arrived. I need to re-schedule my time. -.-"

Bang! The not-so-shocking sound of books which fell on the dusty floor as the dust covers the room, all the while I stand from my fallen stool. Anyhow, I want to experience being normal (I'm not dust-proof even if I'm like this, you know) so that's why well, let's just say I'm pretending to be.

I'm trying to feel human even once for a while.

Especially when something special is going to happen on a trick or treat day that everyone's been in since weeks ago. But a something is unheard in their human cycle.

Halloween is coming very soon after this week. Everyone in the school is super excited about this, but I think I'm being impatient now. Oh dear, I'm breaking my one of my own rules and this is bad. I have to wait. If I don't, all of my effort will be gone to a waste, correct?

I sighed pitifully for myself, disappointed at me. I can't take this any longer. I mean, ignoring Ever like she never existed for the past two weeks? Now, I'm being so dramatic. All thanks to Drina. For playing a prank on me again and for making me to frown every time I go home.

Don't worry too much. I'm still me at the school, hiding my worries in the farthest part of my brain – next to the 'What ifs' part about the mysteries of Ever's lives. Especially about me – the consequences of what I've done… I can think about this with a headache.

Putting my hand on my face, I shake my head, hoping to let the thoughts around her drift to faint inside of my brain.

I don't want to attract her and tell that something fun will be up for next week. Guess I need some air so I went out of my room, as I automatically closed the door gently with my mind, going down to my 'living room.' Still, the same usual boring look with the fake normal stuff I made when I just first moved.

Except for some 'renovations' Drina made when we had a 'slumber party' after we went home from St. Regis Hotel. Wow.

All I want and what I already organized are the rooms within my house as simple, cool, clean and functional. That I can totally manage it in my own ways and that I know where my needed stuffs there are. And with that, I'm very grateful. That is, until the Living Room crashed.

Drina made it a fairytale-like, fluffy, cute and romantic (modern) kind-of place where girls meet, hang-out, and talk about well, girl stuffs. She even decorated some corners and other places with a matured for-boy's furniture and all. At least, I'm thankful for the modern style and several of the for-boy's cool things.

Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you – I didn't move from New York. I didn't even want to live there. Drina was the one inhabiting the place, not me. That's just a low-profile undercover place for an excuse if someone asks you where you came from or where did you originate. Nothing to worry about it; things are under control.

I look around the whole room, shrugging as I sit on a soft pink big cushion supposedly a chair. I try to stay longer on it, but I guess the cushion and I aren't compatible and we don't agree. I stood from it, stretching my limbs.

Since it's just a few days from Hollow's eve, I manifested Halloween decorations for the house's interiors in a box as I waved my hand all over the room, creating a dark and spooky atmosphere. Making the Living Room's wall painted black from light pink, the far corner with a fireplace as a fire eats the woods, the cute little cushion chairs to gray and purple chairs and lastly, my favorite recliner with diamond and checkered patterns of blue and black.

I admired the room and I realized I'm into Goths.

'Greetings, Damen!' A sweet voice rings in my head, as I suddenly jerk from the recliner. I face palmed, laughing silently at myself as I picked up a faux cob web from the box, pinned it on a corner as I went up a manifested stool.

'Drina.' She entered my brain again. I know I should have not thought anything related or about her. (Oh, and I should be careful about my thoughts)

I grabbed another web, as the stool disappeared and rushed over to the other corner of the room. I climbed up and attached it to the corner.

'Aw, don't be rude.' Her voice goes frail, targeting one of my weak points. 'I'm a woman, too, you know; I'm hurt. You know, I'm so glad that you also think of me every time, the same that I think about you every single day of my life, even if we weren't the same as before –'

I went to the box, grabbing a skeleton man, as the stool vanished. Going to my front door, I untangled the boney man, placing him at the entryway. Mr. Skeleton will do the honor to welcome me back home and to welcome people if they ever visit.

"Drina, what is it?" I spoke as soft as I could out loud, wanting to cut the chase. I have so many things to do and I'm eager to start hunting my prey in my house. I know that it just waits for me to find it. And that time is toying with me again, helping Drina with her games.

'Why find clothes in the book shelves, dear? It's called bookshelf, not closet. That's just so childish!'

'I know and I am finding it in places you could've hidden it.' I just communicate to her in a pleading voice. My thoughts are now private. This is the reason why I'm ignoring Ever in two weeks straight. Besides from the fact that I want to see her (jealous?), I'm finding one of the significant relics in my lifetime which Drina hidden in some part of my home, that's yeah, clothes – tatty, ragged and old-as-me clothes.

'And I forgot to mention – cute! Oh, correction, I am not stalking you. I'm just watching you in my break times.' I groan, chuckling. I went to the box, getting some lights, as I hooked it at the stairway. Uh Drina, I only thought watching.

'Is it for Halloween? Are you going to invite me again over –'

'You did that on your own.' I thought, cutting her thoughts. 'Drina, I'm begging you. Please, please, please, don't come here for Halloween.'

'WHAT?' Her voice alarming, like she's near to squealing. 'Why not?'

"I already told you; I'm B-U-S-Y. You can't disturb me when I am BUSY, one of our deals." I warned her, touching my nape and emphasizing BUSY. "Drina, don't let me remind you again."

I can hear her voice suddenly calms, as she lets out a soft chuckle. 'Okay. I won't because it's a request from you, my dear. But, I'm pretty sure that we'll enjoy this holiday together, too. In no time; until next time we meet.'

With that, her presence of mind disappeared. I went to the second floor as an image of a room flashed in my mind. Drina must've sent it. Going inside my sleeping room, I moved my friend's closet, revealing the blank wall from behind. My hand touched it as the wall vanished, revealing my clothes, perfectly ironed and is flashing with sparkles.

I went out, going back to the living room and continued decorating. Remember when I told you about how I'm ignoring Ever? It sure paid off back at my face. You see, with Halloween, Ever's going to hold a party at their place which is surprisingly amusing, thanks to Sabine who started it. Which means everyone is invited; except me.

Oh, but I won't be affected. I dealt with Drina just to get my special Halloween costume, so I'd better come even without her consent. I smiled, relieved that I saw one of my important mediums with Ever.

My clothes when I first met her.

By Halloween night, Ever's house looks amazing. Riley and Ever really did a great job decorating their home. Believe me, they are better than me. My eyes went away from the life-sized grim reaper out on the front lawn. As if it could take my life away, I don't want to see it now that I've found a reason to live.

My gaze went to her room's place, observing her slender silhouette, preparing herself. A few moments later, I saw Haven and Evangeline as vampires (duh) with a guy under his zorro mask and cape, climbing out of the taxi as they are greeted by Ever.

"I can't believe you didn't invite Damen." Haven's voice even reached out to my place, clearer than bubbling hot water. Ever turns away, her cracked voice obviously falls within Haven's grip. "It's not like he would come anyway. I'm sure he's out there with Stacia, or with redhead –"

Drina. I know I shouldn't have brought her to date in the hotel.

Haven talks to Evangeline on how I am perfect in her eyes, when I know that I'm not while Evangeline just agrees to the vampire princess. It seems that everyone is in, so I climbed out of my BMW, manifested 24 tulips in a simple bouquet and went to the door as I pressed the doorbell.

And there Ever is. Her beautiful black gown with the low square neckline, the sheer three-quarter Iength sleeves, and the super tight bodice that swells into shiny, loose folds outmatches everyone's costumes. Her red lips, and insert some long, dangly, rhinestone earrings makes her just more perfect than she is.

Flowers in one hand, gold tipped hat in the other, my hair gathered into a low ponytail, my favourite usual sleek black clothes replaced with a frilly white shirt, a coat with gold buttons, and what can only be described as breeches, tights, and pointy black shoes makes her blue eyes widen and her heart skips two beats.

"Count Fersen," Ever mumbles, barely managing the words. I smile, offering a deep, gallant bow to such mademoiselle. Saying my greetings politely, I speak. "Marie."

"But ... it was a secret ... and you weren't even invited," She whispers, peering past my shoulder, searching for anyone that she hopes that she isn't the one I'm here for. And that's wrong because she is the reason I'm here.

You don't need to worry about everyone or anyone at all. I smile, wishing she'll stop worrying about it and hands her the flowers. "Then it must be a lucky coincidence." I told her as she swallows hard and turn on her heels, leading me through the entry, past the living and dining rooms, and into the den.

I can see her cheeks burning as her heart beats so hard and so fast that I hear its whine of to please not to explode out of her chest. With wonders of how I know that she's my partner and why I showed exactly as her perfect other half. Because that is, we belong together.

"Omigod, Damen's here!" Haven squeals, arms waving, face all lit up, well, as much as a heavily powdered, fang-wearing, blood-dripping, vampire face can light up. But the moment she saw us together as Count Fersen and Marie Antonette as the perfect couple of the century, she glared at Ever, advancing toward us.

"So, when'd you two arrange it?"

"We didn't," Ever says, hoping she won't get squished by Haven's heavy stare. In order to help her, I took this coolly, that why should we care for her that this is our night, not hers?

"Complete fluke," I say, hooking my arm around her waist as I (insult?) Haven for a bit; surprising as I grabbed Ever's waist near me, as I radiate a warm feeling of silence and bliss, shutting the world of her fears.

"You've got to be Damen," Evangeline says, slinking up beside me, fingers plucking at the ruffles on my shirt. "I thought for sure Haven was exaggerating, though apparently not!" She laughs. "And who're you dressed as?"

"Count Fersen," Haven says, voice hard and brittle, eyes narrowed on Ever's.

"Whoever." Evangeline shrugs, stealing my hat and perching it on top of her head, smiling seductively from under the brim before grabbing my hand and leading me away. It's just an act; flirting moves. Evangeline sure is just like this.

I observed Haven arguing with Ever, as I meddled with the crowd through Evangeline, catching some fun, too. I watch as Haven walks away, as I finally see Ever's sister – Riley Bloom – who's jumping up and down, shouting, "Omigod, this has got to be your best party ever! Drama! Intrigue! Jealousy! An almost cat fight! I am so glad I didn't miss this!"

As expected from a little girl fated to be thirteen soon, she is pretty cute like her sister and an accurate observant, too.

The door bell rings as Riley beats her to it, opening the door. I turned away my eyes and went back to the current situation I'm in as I already know who.

"Oh my," says the woman with Californian casual standing on the porch gazing between Riley and Ever.

"Can I help you?"

Brown eyes meeting the blue ones when she says, "Sorry I'm late, traffic was a bite, well you know." She nods at Riley as she can actually see her.

"Are you a friend of Sabine's?"

"I'm Ava. Sabine hired me."

Ava. Another character sent by time and fate. How interesting she got a role now, too.

"Are you one of the caterers?"

"I'm the psychic," Ava says, "And I see you have a little friend with you."

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