Fiona 44-49

I redid the part about her asking her dad about the part so it starts right after her talk with her mom-


Thanking her for her approval, I give her a quick hug then go up to my room to text Gwen of the current party going status. Punching at the numbers on my phone, it begins to ring as I wait for a cheerful voice.

“So what did they say?!” Gwen exclaims into the phone.

“I’ve gotten a yes from my mom and I haven’t asked my dad yet. Mom says it will be hard to convince him though. Knowing him, he will probably make this whole thing hard on me.” I begrudgingly respond

“I’m sure he will do what he thinks is right. I have a feeling he’ll say yes, he knows ya really wanna go.”

“Yeah, I’m just unsure cuz he doesn’t really know any of these people that are going. I could see that changing his mind.”

“I’m getting so nervous about it though, what should I say? Just that there’s a party a wanna go to and you are going and it will be safe?”

“Yeah, I would say that and add that everyone is gonna be sober and nothing bad is gonna happen.”

“I wanna call him and ask but my mom said he might be in a bad mood so I should wait and see when he gets home.”

“Well good luck, I feel for you. I should go and finish my homework so text me later when you find out, okay?”

“Yeah, I’ll definitely text ya. See ya.”

“Bye!” she exclaims into the phone, ending the brief conversation.

Closing my phone, I go over to my desk and try to work on my homework to pass the time. After five minutes and a lot of math frustration, I decide to stop doing that and I pull my laptop from my closet and type in Google. Interesting Halloween costume ideas, I type into the empty, white bar and I click enter, waiting for the words to be processed. I click on the first highlighted link and scroll down, searching for a costume. Seeing two blue people at the edge of the page, I quickly whip out my phone again.

“We should be smurfs!” I hastily type.

“Ella,” my mom yells from downstairs “your father’s home.”

Trudging down the stairs, I can see my dad sitting at the kitchen table in a suit, rubbing his tan temples.

“So Dad, how was your day?” I cautiously ask.

“Oh, it was fine I guess. A little busy but I wasn’t too bad. How was yours?” He responds with an affectionate smile.

“Well actually good, and there was something I wanted to talk to you about that happened today.” Giving me a worried look, I sit down next to him. “Gwen asked if I wanted to go to a Halloween party with her. Mom said yes so now I just have to get your approval.”

“Oh, um,” he clears his throat then continues, “I don’t really know much about it, do I.”

“I guess not. Well to start, it’s at a guy named Tommy Bourke’s house and he is best friends with Gavin. I was gonna go with Gwen and we would only be out til like nine. Both of his parents are going to be there and there’s gonna be nothing bad at all, just a bunch of friends getting together.”

“Well I’ll talk to your mom about it, then we will tell you our answer.”

“Oh and here’s Mrs. Jones’s number, you can call her and ask about the party if you want. She has more details on it.”

“Okay, well we’ll talk about this later.”

“Thanks Dad.” I say sweetly then gently kiss him on the cheek and run off to my room.

Chapter 6

“This is so exciting.” I say enthusiastically

“I know, I can’t wait. Gavin said he helped set up and I guess they made a haunted house!” Gwen squeaks.

We decided the smurf idea was a good one, so we got tones of blue face paint, white clothes, and fake flowers. We expect to win the costume contest, and our mom’s are planning on taking tons of pictures to document our unusual attire. I start smearing the potent blue mixture on my face then realize we won’t have enough to color our arms and neck too. Calling my mom into the bathroom, I tell her about our dilemma and she quickly grabs her keys and runs out to the car to get more. After finishing up the three jars we have, we wait in the living room for my mom’s return.

“I got it!” My mom yells as soon as she throws the front door open. “It was the last two jars, I hope it’s enough!”

Passing the jars to me, we thank her then go back to the bathroom to finish applying our makeup. After we are done, we quickly clean off any spots of blue on our white shirts then we head downstairs.

“Look at you girls!” Mrs. Jones exclaims once seeing us round the corner into the kitchen. “You two look hysterical! You definitely win that costume party.”

Unable to stop laughing, the two grab their cameras from the counter and begin taking pictures of us. Once several pictures have been snapped and the giggling has stopped, my mom and Mrs. Jones get into the car and we go grab our phones before leaving.

The journey to Tommy’s house last’s about twenty minutes and it was very noticeable which house was his once we pulled up the block. The large Victorian style house has a large front yard covered with mummies and fake bats. There is a small group a teens standing at the door laughing while walking into it and my mom pulls into the driveway to let us out of the car.

“So girls what time should we pick you up?” My mom asks sweetly.

“Um how about ninish. I’ll ask Tommy and see what he says but if I don’t text you with a different time then just count on nine.”

“Ok then. Well you girls have fun, and if there are any problems, call either mine or Tracy’s cell.” She says while motioning over to Mrs. Jones.

We wave goodbye as our moms pull out of the driveway then we enter the tall house behind us.

As soon as we enter, we are greeted by Gavin and Tommy’s moms.

“Hey girls!” They chime in unison. “Most of the kids are downstairs, in the haunted house. I guess you have to go through it to get to the party; you can go down if you want. We are just waiting for the rest of the kids. We’ll be down soon.” Tommy’s mom says in a sugary way. “Tommy and Gavin are the headless people in the middle of the haunted house, so don’t be scared when you see those guys.”

Smiling, we thank them for allowing this party and then we go down to the basement to join the others.

“Hey guys!” I hear from the corner of the room, “Are you getting in line?!”

Turing, we see that Ava and Evelyn are here and dressed as what looks like Christmas elves. Gwen and I head over and stand with the other two in line, waiting for what’s to come inside the next room.

After waiting a few minutes, I see a kid run out and say to me I’m next. Gwen grabs my hand and we timidly begin our walk inside.

“RARRR!” I turn and see a “monster” grab my arm. Not expecting a surprise exactly like that, I let out a short, shrill, scream.