It was Halloween. Duh. Of course that meant parties and drunks and hookups and whatever.

it was the one night a year a girl called dress a total slut, and you sure made as hell you would dress sexy. There was a halloween party at jake’s house, he was the “popular” boy so of course everyone from your college went.

As you wondered in, turning heads as you did, and causing people to whisper as you walked by.. you took no notice as you searched the crowded house for atleast your friends or someone you know.

you couldn’t help feel uneasy, a pair of eyes were on you, but from where? you spun round and saw no-one looking your way, you shrugged it off but still felt the unease as you joined you’re friends.

little did you know it was charles.. who’s leaned again a wall in a black, tight fitted shirt, black joggers and a black balaclava over his face.