So, basically, the school had thrown a pathetic party to celebrate Halloween, simply to see the students and teachers make fools of themselves, believing themselves to be serial killers with a ghost face mask or something like that.

And there you were, you were one of them, one of those smelly people who dressed up once a year just to post a vlog on MySpace to tell their (obviously invented) experience of your Halloween day.

This was the perfect opportunity for Nicole to make fun of you again, like she always did, with you and everyone. She also looked ridiculous, but at least she wasn't dressed up in one of those things that people bought in any store.

"Sup, Loser?" She spoke to you, with her superior tone that she had with everyone and with her expression of indifference. "I thought you would at least have a minimum of dignity to dress up as whatever you're dressed in."