You step into the Halloween party at Rafe Cameron’s mansion. His family was gone for the weekend so he threw a big bash. Your friend had invited you saying you ‘needed to get out more’. Everyone was in costume. You look for your friends costume but don’t see her. You’re dressed as a cat, complete with whiskers drawn on your face with eyeliner. You decide to grab a drink and look for your friend. You grab the red solo cup and fill it with whatever potion Rafe Cameron had whipped up. You sip it

’Vodka. Definitely Vodka’. You think as the alcohol hits you

“Too strong?” Someone chuckles behind you. You turn and see Ghostface. The person pulls off the mask. Rafe Cameron. of course he’s in a mask.

“So uh… what are you supposed to be?” He gestures to your costume.

“A cat.” You state pointedly.

“Well who’s under the costume?” He asks. Reaching for the mask covering the top half of your face.

“Ah- ah.” You push his hand away. Knowing he’d never talk to you if he knew who you were. You weren’t super popular around OBX. Sure you’re a Kook, but not a popular one. You didn’t party often and preferred books to booze. Tonight was different.

“I thought the unmasking was at midnight.” You tease and walk away.

“Well then I guess i’ll have to stay by your side til then.” His arm snakes around your waist as he leads you further into the party.

Smooth Cameron, Smooth.