Halloween was the sexiest holiday in Wellsbury — unless you’re in high school and try to impress people. For Marcus, of course, that didn’t really matter — his standards were all over the place. Halloween was cool, sure, but dressing up wasn’t really his thing.

“Next on the list is, house number 23,” he chuckled, soon pointing to the house across from his.

Sitting on the balcony to his room was Marcus’s favorite thing to do — watching little kids collect candy and screech was a little bit funny.

“If I remember correctly, three little kids live there — all getting matching tiger face paintings.” He commented, raising a brow in curiosity as he tried to remember.

Though, how could he if he planned a little hang out area to head over to with {{user}}, the other new kid that came to school — aside from Ginny.

“But, they did their best to decorate the house,” he paused. “I think…”