I realize Halloween was yesterday, but this is my Halloween special for all of you! there will be two parts to this, so enjoy! ALSO, this is set a few weeks after the previous chapter, so don't be confused by the sudden change in topic.

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Aimee loved Halloween. It was the one day of the year where she could be anything-anyone- but herself. It was the one day a year that she could pretend to be someone other than Aimee Brown, the child from a dysfunctional family with a sister that was bordering on insane.

Soda loved Halloween. First of all, it was the one day a year he could scare little kids without Darry scolding him! Second of all, he didn't have to be just a Greaser with dead parents and a scarred kid brother. He could be Superman; he could be a mass murderer; he could be a Disney character; he could be anything he wanted.

This year was the first year he would be attending the Will Rogers High School Halloween Ball. As a student, he had always thought it was stupid, but now, he had a reason to go. Aimee would be his date.

Soda sighed as he examined his costume in the mirror. He was wearing a midevil style outfit, although he'd touched it up to be more modern. It was a simple pair of jeans and a button up pale blue shirt with a matching blue hat that held a feather. He looked like a mix of midevil times, the fourties, and the present, if you asked him. Meanwhile, he'd combed his hair and gelled it to look shiner than usual and a scroll was clipped to his belt.

"Haha!" Steve laughed as he stepped into the room. "Nice costume, dude. What are you anyway? A Musketeer?"

"I am Romeo," Soda joked, using a very bad imitation of his character. "What are you?"

Steve was dressed in black, red, and gold robes with a lion emblazoned on the chest. He wore wire rimmed glasses and had a lightning bolt sketched on his forehead in green pen. His hair was messier than usual.

"I'm Harry Potter."

"Okay, I'm just as much of a fan as the next guy, but... why?"

"I made a bet with Two Bit."

"What possessed you to do that?"

"I was wasted, and the one time Two Bit was smart, he made a drunken me make that bet with him and recorded me."

"Ha!" Soda chuckled. "You got outsmarted by Two Bit!"

"Hey, I can be smart if I wanna be!" The said joker stepped into the room dressed as... the Joker.

His face was painted white and he'd borrowed his mom's lipstick to make his lips and the surrounding skin bright red. He'd used eyeliner to make his eyes look sunken in and creepy. He dawned the Joker's outfit and wielded a plastic knife wrapped in tape.

"Why is your knife wrapped in tape? And did the Joker even carry a knife?" Soda asked him.

Two Bit shrugged. "I don't know; I haven't seen the movie in years, but I made a deal with Dally. And my mom told me that I could not go out in public pointing this at people, so she wrapped it in tape."

"What about your switchblade?" Steve asked.

Two Bit shrugged before pointing his finger at them and saying in a good imitation of his mom. "Keith Matthews, that blade is for self defense only, not Halloween costumes."

Soda opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by Dally calling from the living room. "Hey, I agreed to go to this thing, so I will not be late. Now, come on, you three!"

The trio stepped out of Soda's room to face the others.

Dally was dressed as some kind of punk rock star with black make up and biker clothing. He wore a leather jacket over a white shirt with HOOD written in blood red with ripped jeans and punk boots. A sticker had been pasted on his forehead to look like an piercing (how much you wanna bet Johnny stuck that on there while Dally was napping?).

And Johnny and Ponyboy...

"Johnny, Pony, that is just pathetic," Soda deadpanned.

The two of them were wearing blue jeans with T-shirts labeled Thing 1 and Thing 2.

"Hey," Pony protested. "We didn't ask to go to this thing."

"He's got a point," Steve said. "We're only going to see how much of a spectacle you and Aimee are gonna make."

"What makes you think we'll be making a spectacle?"

"You're a Curtis."

"...Good point."

"Come on, guys!" Dally cheered before running out the door and flipping over the fence.

"He's one for the special affects, isn't he?" Two Bit muttered.

Steve stared at Two Bit. "Have you met Dally?"

Two Bit shrugged before taking a swig of beer and following Dally, doing a cartwheel across the yard.

Steve shrugged. "What the heck?" He ran out the door, doing a back flip off of the steps.

Pony and Johnny simply walked outside (you know, like normal people) while Soda grabbed two small packages off of the nearby table and followed them.

The school was bustling with kids and parents, all dressed in costumes varying from bloody monstrous gouls to princesses and fairy tale characters. All in all, the gang, except for Dally, who everyone gave a wide berth, fit in perfectly.

"Soda!" A beautiful voice, tinkling like a soft bell, called.

Aimee Brown was hot. Honest to God beautiful. Soda thought she should have dressed as Aphrodite because it would have been more fitting for her beauty.

She wore a blue dress with white cuffs and golden trim. A matching barrette was seated atop her long brown hair, which was pulled over her shoulders. Her make up had been put on light, just enough to add some color to her pale skin but not enough to go overboard. She was perfect.

Soda walked over to her and opened one of the small plastic boxes. He pulled out a rose made out of orange and black tissue paper and used the safety pin to clip it onto her costume.

"Happy Halloween, Aimee," he whispered, kissing her.

A slow song began to play and the DJ called, "This is for all of our prince charmings. Grab your princess and lead her on the dance floor for a Halloween romance."

"That's our cue," Soda said, grinning and taking Aimee by the hand.

Then, Romeo and Juliet danced the night away.

If you haven't guessed already, Romeo and Juliet will be a very important part of this story, along with music, which will come in later.

The part about Ponyboy getting bullied will come in after next chapter and there will be some brotherly fluff later on. I'm trying to make the story romantic when it comes to Soda and Aimee's relationship, but I've never had a boyfriend, so I have no idea what it's like to be in love.

Until next time: Happy Halloween... Happy LATE Halloween! sorry.