9 pm (yes the party started at eight but no one shows up that early)

As we pull up outside Melanie's house I can already hear the blaring music. It's going to be ear-splittingly loud and I can't wait. Yes, you heard correctly I'm a party person, always have been.

Some say I get a bit reckless but, hey, you only live once, might as well make the most of it. Plus when the moon is up I'm up, this is going to be great.

Tyler parks his car ever so carefully, he cares about that car far more than he does about Lucas, I swear, one time I saw him stroking it and cooing at it, it was fucking creepy. Did you just imagine it? I'm not even sorry, I have to live with that visual so so do you.

We all step out of the car and my eyes flash over to Lucas. He made zero effort with his costume, can you guess what he went as?

A soldier.

Yep. He's wearing camo trousers and a tank top, he also striped two lines of black face paint on each cheek. That's it. I asked him about it on the way here and he confirmed my previous suspicions, he decided on it five minutes before. Honestly, so predictable.

I have a feeling he wore it so he could show off his muscles and hopefully get laid but I kindly reminded him before we left that we're 'dating' so he couldn't. The look on his face was priceless, it dropped at the realisation and I burst out laughing. I even took a photo, blackmail purposes, you know.

My costume on the other hand was well thought out. I had ordered it online before I even knew about the party because there always is one on Halloween anyway.

What was I dressed as?

A flapper. (I chose a black dress in case you're wondering )

Before you all start sending me questioning glances let me explain. You might be thinking how is that a good costume? Well I actually put a lot of effort into it. I thought of it well before, it was really cute and it was also quite expensive, but it's Halloween and I always spend a lot of money on my costumes, my makeup and hair look bomb might I add.

You're probably also thinking, or maybe not, is it a slutty costume? The answer is kind of. It's not a costume where you can see everything but it's not exactly modest either. What can I say? I'm comfortable with myself so I don't mind wearing a more revealing outfit.

I'm not one of those girl who wears the skimpiest clothing just to get a guys attention and get banged, that's not me. However, I don't mind showing a little skin, letting loose and having fun, it's my wild side coming through. I'm always reckless, I live in the moment but today especially. I'm always the most alive on Halloween and a new side to me comes out, it's nothing bad and it feels phenomenal so I embrace it. Plus, I won't get into any trouble, I'm tougher than I look and can protect myself, especially when the moons out, especially tonight.

We're walking up and there's already people puking in bushes in the garden and some have even already passed out, honestly, some people can't hold their liquor, the party just started, what are they like.

As we enter my eyes scan the house, I can feel my lips immediately twitch into a grin, this is going to be great. There's people everywhere dancing, talking, drinking and some are grinding on one another.

I swiftly head towards the kitchen to get a drink. I'm not stupid, I get a sealed can of beer, so I know there's nothing in it, I've made the mistake before, trust me, although you feel great at the time later it comes to bite you in the ass. I did stupid things but nothing against my will, just stuff I probably would have thought against had I had a clear head, I did things without thought of consequence, things the devil on my shoulder tells me to do even to this day, I usually repress those urges and desires but that day I didn't. I was foolish and it won't happen again.

~*~*~

As the time passes I can feel my body tingling, the buzz of alcohol present. I'm not one to get drunk. I drink a lot, and when I say a lot, I mean a lot but for some reason I hardly ever end up drunk. I must just be one of those people with a very high tolerance for alcohol.

From the corner of my eye I notice people starting to form a circle so I go over to see what is going on. I presume a party game and of course I want in.

I was right, people are playing truth or dare but without the truth. (Cause, you know, truths are no where near as much fun as dares.)

The game started and the first person the bottle landed on was Jake, one of the football players. Since it was Melanie's party she spun the bottle first and got to choose his dare.

An evil grin played on her lips "I dare you to...put a cup of ice cubes down your pants."

He face scrunched up in distaste but wanting to keep up his fearless and reckless reputation he agreed.

The game continued. At one point it landed on someone I've never seen before yet for some reason his face looked slightly familiar.

It was weird, I know everyone in our school, plus most people from our surrounding area as well, what can I say, I'm a social person.

I turned to Steph to ask her if she knew who he was because she too was also a very social and outgoing but for some reason she looked stiff. Her face seemed to have paled a great deal and she had gone rigid.

"Steph," I ask in a worried tone "are you alright?"

"I-I'm fine" her voice cracked and she was obviously lying through her teeth but I knew she wasn't going to tell me what was wrong, not here anyway.

"Do you know who that guy is? I've never seen him around here before" I question, motioning to the guy with my hand, hoping she'd know the answer. Something about his appearance is so familiar and I feel it screaming at me to recognise, I'm wracking my brain to place him but I just can't, something was off about him, but what?

"Well?" I urged when she didn't reply.

She took a shaky breath. What's wrong with her she's never nervous and why would she start now? "I don't know him either," she tells me.

That's odd, who could he be.

I had no idea what his dare was, I wasn't paying attention but then everyone started chanting, "B P! B P! B P!" Why are they saying that?

I turned to Lucas and asked what they were chanting and if he knew who he was. "Sorry Krystal, I don't know who he is but I'm pretty sure B P are his initials. I've never seen him before, must be new around here, that's probably why we don't know him," he reasoned but I wasn't really listening.

So B.P are his initials. At least I know something about him now.

The game continued but I still wasn't paying much attention, my mind was preoccupied.

Then it landed on me and I snapped out of my haze.

"Krystal," a guy named Damon said with a devilish twinkle in his eyes, he was a hockey player and a damn good one at that. "I dare you to give your boyfriend a lap dance."

I froze momentarily. Things between Lucas and I would be so awkward but I've never been one to turn a dare down, regardless of what it is. I can do this, I'm no coward.

"Okay," I reply calmly.

"For a minute"

"30 seconds"

"45 seconds, final offer or you forfeit the dare."

I clamp my jaw. "Fine," I say through gritted teeth.

I can feel Lucas stiffen ever so slightly beside me, while Damon is wearing a victorious smirk. Oh well here goes nothing...

It wasn't as bad as I thought, there was some wooing and whistling from the circle but it wasn't as embarrassing as I thought it would be. Lucas was still a little tense but who could blame him? He had relaxed slightly though, that was a relief.

It felt kind of weird being that close to Lucas, especially doing what I was doing. The thing is I didn't hate it, I actually kind of liked it. Fuck. What am I saying, that can't be true, it must be the alcohol talking, playing tricks on my mind. I don't get drunk ever but maybe the alcohol still has an effect on me, that's it, it's definitely not something else, it can't be.

Let's not speak of this ever again, agreed?

As I'm sitting down, scolding myself, I look up. I see the strange guy B.P glaring daggers at me. It wasn't in an evil, malicious way but more an annoyed and and angry way.

When he catches me notice his glare he averts his eyes to Lucas. His eyes narrow into slits and are now full of rage and hatred and I can see veins popping out from his neck.

What the hell is wrong with that guy? He sure has some agenda against Lucas and why was he looking at me like that. A look of disgust, disappointment, annoyance and slight anger.

However, it was nothing compared to the glare he gave Lucas, it was like comparing an ant to a skyscraper.

I shudder at the sight and thought of his glare.

That guy, whoever he is, is scary, there's no doubt about it. Maybe he has anger issues, it seemed as though he wasn't in complete control of himself, like he worked on instinct alone.

I return to the game, this guy was too much, I'm just going to forget about him.

~*~*~

When the game finished everybody was tearing up with laughter. It was so funny, whenever I think about it, regardless of the time or place, I bet you I will burst out laughing.

We're about to leave, it's 2 in the morning but suddenly I feel Stephanie freeze up beside me. The guy from earlier is walking up to her. His dark brown, almost black hair, styled effortlessly, is swaying as he walks but his piercing blue eyes never once stray from Stephanie. There's something different about his eyes, no ones are that blue, that icy, that distinct.

"We need to talk." I manage to make out his almost inaudible murmur as he speaks into her ear.

She gulps but nods. "I'll catch up with you guys. Meet by the car in five?"

I nod, continuing to walk to the car. I thought she said she didn't know him. What are you hiding Stephanie? And why did you lie?

~*~*~

I hope u like the chapter! I really like this one, it's the start of something important.

This is Luna's costume by the way:

Any ideas on who that guy is? Only time will tell.

I wonder how Lucas feels about that dare, we only know what she thinks but how did he find the whole ordeal?

I'm not sure, maybe he feels like this:

Or this:

Or maybe this:

Luna seems a little awkward after, maybe this:

She's not like that for long though, I guess Lucas just has that effect on her, she hides how she feels quickly but there's always that moment where her true feelings are on display.

I'm thinking their ship name could be Luca, but I'm not sure.

And Stephanie and Tyler's would probably be Styler, who knows though.

Anyway, I'm done bombarding you with gifs and going on about random things.

Until next time, byeeeeee :)