With The Lunatics - Chapter 8

Lynn’s POV

At school

“Hey Mark!” I greeted him. “Hey there complex girl!” Mark responded. “Clay’s late again huh?” I asked. “One thing that maybe Clay’ll never understand is how to be on time” Jean suddenly said who popped out of nowhere. “Ooohh grand entrance there!” I teased. We started talking about our plan of holding our own exclusive party, we thought it was better than coming from someone’s and regretting what we did there. At least our craziness is contained to ourselves at the tree house. And for like 5 minutes of talking, there was Clay struggling his way here. Why does he look so tense lately? Wait, did he just put…gel in his hair? Well that’s remarkable.

We ate our lunch at the bleachers, i don’t usually eat here not until i met this amazing people. They made me do stuff i couldn’t possibly imagine doing. We ditched classes together, now don’t you think that they’re a bad influence besides it wouldn’t hurt us if we do it once. Yes, we only did it once. We usually have the time of our lives at the tree house. As a pledge, that’s what i call it, and a contribution to the Sanctuary, i asked dad if he could furnish the place. We all took the delight of moving freely inside without bumping in one another. I really like this company and…someone i like more.

Halloween Night: 6:39 PM

“Dad imma head out now, i’ll be home sometime tomorrow” i half shouted as i head out the house, i saw a wave from my dad. I hope everything will go well with this party of ours, did i bring enough drinks for us? Should i go back to bring more? I realized that it’s not so much of a good idea to let Jean and Clay drink too much, i smiled at the thought of it. I dressed in a simplistic green dress and a flat-pointed green shoes which i added cotton balls, so i basically look like tinker bell and to add more detail i put my hair in a tight bun, i swear i feel so tight in my head.

I parked my car beside the treehouse and from here i can see the lights which means Jean and Mark is in there already. I know very well that Clay will be late again. I climbed up the tree and found Mark in of course a robe, a necktie of blue and white stripes and most notably holding a wand thing. “Well hello there Mr. Harry Potter!” I greeted Mark “Now, first of all, Harry is in Griffyndor and i’m obviously a Ravenclaw, and i don’t wear glasses and a scar, seriously what’s wrong with you guys?” He jokingly said. “Whatever you say Mark” i said smiling. Then I saw Jean in a sky blue dress with a pair of gloves in her hands and a braided hair. “Now let me guess, Elsa?” I asked Jean, “Call me childish but i really wanted to have powers” she replied waving her hands in the air. “You look Gorgeous!” I complemented Jean “Well, you look fine too mark” i teased him. “Told you i’ll be Gorgeous” jean smirked. “You really look like a fairy there!” Mark said smiling. They said their statements at the same time, and gosh…i blushed. I saw Jean blushed too who’s gaze is at my direction so i turned around and saw Clay. He too was blushing! Maybe because it’s hot in here with our costumes. Clay looked…normal to me. He’s wearing a black leather jacket, black shirt, black tight jeans with chains attached, silver rings on his fingers and, wait is that? Eyeliner? Whoa well he doesn’t look normal now, and most importantly a new hair cut which has his top hair long with a fading features. He really looked like a bad boy there! “And you are?” I asked Clay, which responded “I am Clay 2.0” and we started laughing.

I soon as i put eyes back to Jean, she looked away and started being quiet, was that supposed to be an awkward situation?

We started the party with the music of our own choices, we talked and joked around about who we looked liked and who we’re supposed to be. We danced around, we sang, and to our surprise some kids started visiting us shouting “Trick or Treat!” Well that was unexpected. We ended up giving away some of our soda since we don’t have candies to offer. Then the children started coming back to us and there went Clay and Mark out in the nearest Convenient store to buy some candies. I’m left with the Gorgeous Jean who, in my surprise, has a deep liking to children.

“This kids worth your time huh?” I asked her when we stood together at the sanctuary’s window, the full moon at it’s brightest state, waiting for the two idiots to come back. They really did took the time there. “I like how innocent they look like” she responded still smiling staring outside. “You know you really look good tonight” i said to her truthfully. She looked at me and replied “You too, tinker bell” poking my nose. I decided to add more music to queue and Jean joined in. “You like Little Mix huh?” She inquired when I added Touch-Little Mix in the playlist. “Yeah, you know girl power!” I joked at her which she replied with a small laugh.

After what seems like forever the two blokes came back with a plastic bag full of candies,They both looked…red, did they ran? “What happened to you two?” Jean asked with an urge to contain a laugh. “We ran” Mark replied. “What for?” I asked, “Never mind that now” Clay said awkwardly. “Somebody’s afraid of the dark here eh?” Jean teased Clay punching him in the stomach.

We ended up packing the candies randomly and put them down the tree, we couldn’t care less if they take many just as long as they don’t bother us. Not like Jean, i’m not really into kids, not that i despise them but most of the time they’re so whiney. So there continues the party. After an hour we started to get bored. “Let’s play some game?” Mark said. “What game?” Jean asked. “I want it constructive” Clay added. “Let’s create our own game then, one that’s constructive but still has fun” I said. “Like what?” Jean asked. “Spin-the-bottle: Truth or dare” Mark said. “Truth you’ll write a secret and put it inside a jar, we’ll read it after the game, dare you’ll do what we say and drink a glass of beer” I said. Woah that’s quite a game I created. They all agreed at my marvelous idea and sat down. “Wait, how about we each have a jar and the person to tell the truth will choose to tell something, could be anything, to a specific person?” Clay said. “Well that’s better” i said to him in amusement, “Wow his brain works!” Jean joked and we all laughed. “I’ll be writing in pink paper” i initiated, “Blue” said mark, “Yellow” said Jean, “Green” Clay finished.

Then Mark begun spinning the bottle. It first landed to me. Me, why me? “Okay! Truth or dare?” Mark said. “Okay i’ll do dare” i courageously answered and instantly regretted it because mark made me shout “I want rice! Please!” Outside the window. It’s embarrassing but it’s fun. After like 10 minutes of spinning the bottle,and laughing amour ass out, everyone chose to pick dare and do things they regret doing after. We we’re almost so drunk, I’m kinda crazy myself by now then Clay spun the bottle and landed on me. And for the first time since the game started someone chose truth, me, because i don’t want to be dumb drunk, well at least not yet. I took my pen and started writing and put it inside Jean’s jar, who was surprised and curious and i laughed.

I spun the bottle and got landed on A red faced punk, Clay, which chooses to do truth this time. He wrote something and placed it in my jar. Nice. After many more rounds of our hilarious truth or dare, my jar has one green paper, two blue and one yellow. Clay ended having one pink, three blue and two yellow. Mark has two greens, two pinks and two yellows. Jeans has three pinks, one green and two blues. I started collecting the papers inside my jar and placed it inside my purse to read tomorrow when i’m sober, they did the same. We continued dancing, singing and drinking.

Before we realize what we’re doing, we’re so drunk. Like really really drunk that we couldn’t even stand still. Then all of a sudden, Mark puked in Clay’s jacket, Gross. Clay groaned in disgusts, and took of his shirt and jacket, cleaned the floor and fell asleep on the floor. I gathered my strength to at least close the door and window, and before i could fight it, my eyes betrayed me, i was deeply asleep.