Michael's POV

October 31, 1995

"Are you sure you don't want to go out with your girlfriend? My baby boy is growing up so fast!" My mom said hugging me to death. 

"She said she was going Trick-Or-Treating with Blondies little sister," I said trying to lightly push my mom away from the death gripping hug. 

She let me go and I felt like I could breathe again. "Wouldn't you like to go Trick-Or-Treating in your old costumes?" She said. She's starting to really annoy me with this. 

Dad came in and placed a hand on moms shoulder. "Honey, He's 17. He's basically an adult and He wouldn't like going out doing kid stuff." Dad said.

"Speak for yourself." I heard. I look over to see James in a costume. "You're an embarrassment of the family son," Dad said walking away. 

James walked towards the door but mom stopped him. "You're not going out to eat with us?" She asked. "Nah, I'm going to Stacy's party." He said. 

"Can we go now," I said annoyed. "Come on, Honey." mom said grabbing her coat. I grabbed my coat and walked outside. 

James came over to me. "Can I borrow your car?" He asked. I looked over to him. "Why?" I asked raising a brow. 

"There's space in the back." He said wiggling his eyebrows. "You're not borrowing my car to ruin it," I said walking to mom's car. 

"Please! I'll owe you." He said. I sighed. "No," I said glaring at him. He backed away angry and went to his car. I rolled my eyes.

Nancy's POV

"Nancy!" Jamie yelled running up to me in her little Snow White costume. She hugged my legs and kept jumping up excited. 

"Tricker Treating! Tricker Treating!" She yelled. "It's Trick-Or-Treating, Jamie," Maddie said rolling her eyes. "Whatever! Let's go Trick-Or-Treating now!" She said pulling me. 

"Okay, Okay," I said grabbing her bag. "Bye," Maddie said waving. I waved back. "Bye," I said walking normally while holding her hand. 

Michael's POV

I chose the dinner as the place I wanted to eat. We all walked to the window seat since mom wanted to see all the kids in their costume. 

Lots kept going by. I saw a few Michael Myers. "Isn't that your girlfriend?" Dad said. Mom's face turned to excitement. I really want to kill James for telling them. 

I looked over and saw her stop. A little girl was holding her hand and jumping up and down. Nancy got a little smile on her face and she's wearing what she was this morning. 

her long black her looks a little wavy now. Maybe the wind did that. My mom then knocked on the window yelling at Nancy and waving. "Mom!" I whispered yelled. 

I wasn't embarrassed. I just didn't want to cause a scene. Nancy looked over startled. She then calmed her expression. My mom motioned her to come in. 

She shyly made her way inside. I waved at her. "Hi, Michael." She said. Her face was red. My mom got up and hugged her. " I'm so happy you're my son's girlfriend!" Mom said excitedly. 

Mom released the hug and Nancy looked down embarrassed. "Mom, you're embarrassing her," I said. "I'm sorry, Sweetie. It's just Michael has never had a girlfriend." She said. 

Nancy let out a breathy laugh. "W-well, It...it was nice seeing you," Nancy said looking over at me. I put on a fake smile. 

She dug into her pocket and pulled out a wrapped gift. "Oh, and happy birthday." She said smiling a bit. "Come on, Nancy!" The little girl said pulling her. 

"Bye, Sweetie." Mom told her. "B-bye." She said setting down the present and walking with the little girl. "Oh! What is it?" Mom asked. 

I looked at the wrapping. It was perfectly wrapped and with Halloween and Birthday wrapping. She got pretty creative. I started to open it. 

I saw Jamie's face from Halloween. I fully opened it and saw A VHS tape of Halloween part five. "Oh, We don't have that one." mom said excitedly. 

They aren't really big horror fan but they do watch them with me. Sometimes I like to watch them alone since I get overly excited sometimes. 

"There's a note, Michael." Mom said. I looked down and picked it up. "What does it say, son?" dad said. 

"Happy Birthday, Michael. I hope you like it. You seemed to be interested in my shirt so I could tell you were into Halloween. See you tomorrow. Love Nancy." I said reading it out loud.

"That is so adorable." Mom said taking the note and reading it. I felt a smile appear on my face. "She's a keeper, Michael," Dad said. 

Yeah, Maybe I could live a life with her. She could be my wife and I could tell her I'm going to work when in reality I'm going to go kill people. 

I also want to kill her though. I want to know what her insides look like and how much blood she'll drain and how many days I can torture her until she dies. 

I might have to get a little closer to her for her not to be so shy around me. Then again, I might won't ever be able to find someone I can stand. 

Killing her is overpowering me. I'm just going to kill her. There's no need for me to be around people and for them to possibly find out who I really am. 

Nancy's POV

"Trick-Or-Treat!" Jamie yelled excitedly. I smiled seeing the lady give her treats. She turned around and ran towards me. "I got more Airheads!" She said getting some out of her bag.

"That's cool," I said. She grabbed my hand and we continued to walk. "Are Airheads your favorite?" I asked looking down at her. 

"Uh huh!" She said. I smiled at her cuteness and looked up and saw kids everywhere. "can we go to Bakers Street?" Jamie asked. 

"Why?" I asked. "Full-sized Candy bars are there!" She yelled excited. I smiled. "Sure. I guess we're not that far from the street." I said. 

Michael's POV

We were now in the car almost home. I was in the back seat looking out the window. We passed Stacy's house. "I swear if I hear them all the way down the street." Dad threatened.

"Oh, Honey. They're kids just wanting to have fun. You remember when we were younger and loved going to those parties to-" "Can you not when I'm in the car." I said disgustedly. 

"You could be like that before we know it." Mom said. "He's too much of a gentleman to like that stuff," Dad said. 

I rolled my eyes and opened the door once it came to a stop. I walked to the door and waited patiently for the door to be open. 

They were taking longer than usual so I sat down on the steps and started thinking about killing Stacy. I'm pretty tempted to do it. 

There might be too many witnesses right now for me to actually kill her. She's been on my nerves though. "Michael." I heard. 

I looked up to see my mom. "Yeah?" I asked getting up and dusting off my pants. "Do you mind getting your brother?" She asked. 

I looked over at the party over at Stacy's. "You're kidding?" I asked. "We don't want what happened last year where he was passed out on the lawn with another girl," Dad said.

I sighed. "We don't want him to embarrass us again," Dad said going inside. "Sorry, sweetie. We'll make it up to you." She said patting my shoulder. 

I bit my lip and really thought about killing her now. I walked over to the side of the house and grabbed the key to the basement. 

I opened it and walked in. I went through the stuff and found my old Michael Myers mask. It was still in good condition. I slipped it on and decided this was fine. 

I walked out and locked the door. I put the key back in its hiding spot. I walked up to the front and then realized I have no weapon. 

I mentally cursed myself. I can't walk into my house and grab a kitchen knife. I just walked over to the house with no weapon. 

I don't really expect I can kill someone like in my little fantasies. A lot of people were in the yard making out. 

I looked around for my brother, but couldn't find him. I really hope he isn't upstairs having sex. I don't need to see that. 

I walk inside and see red cups and bottles everywhere. There are more people though. I don't see how I'm going to find him. 

"Nice costume!" I heard. I turned around to see Blondie. I nodded and was about to turn around but she grabbed my arm. "You're cute!" She yelled slurring a bit from her being drunk. 

How would she even know I'm cute? My face is hidden from her and everyone else. "You wanna go upstairs?" She said getting closer. 

I shrugged her off of me and walked back. "You're no fun!" She pouted. I walked away but could still hear her. I might want to kill her. 

I looked back to see her swaying weirdly. I ignored her and returned to what I was going to do before she interrupted my mission. 

I saw Stacy looking at me. "Michael! Is that you?" I heard. I rolled my eyes and saw Stacy close. I shook my head no. "Oh, really?" She questioned. 

She reached up to grab my mask but I stepped back. "Oh, fine! how about we go upstairs so I can get a personal look?" She asked. I started walking upstairs. 

She followed closely. She got in front and walked to a door and opened it. I'm guessing it was her room. she walked in and I went in after her. 

She shut the door and I looked around. "So if you're not Michael, Who are you?" She said in a sexy tone. 

I stayed silent. "What? You're not going to tell me?" She asked. I shook my head. "I guess I'm going to have to see who you are then." She said walking over to me. 

She reached out but I grabbed her hand. "Let go and let me see!" She yelled reaching out with her other hand. I grabbed it. 

I nodded my head no. "What? You want something before I can see your face." She said looking into my eyes. Her eyes were showing lust. 

"Are all girls like this?" I wondered. I guess Nancy isn't. I'm glad she isn't. I looked over and saw her desk. She had a pair of scissors on her desk. I bit my lip.

I let go of her hands and grabbed her throwing her on the bed, quite roughly. She didn't seem to mind. She looked rather into it. 

"Oh, you like it rough." She asked. I wanted to gag at that. I decided to nod and walked over to her desk. I grabbed the scissors and held it behind my back. 

"Come here, Big Boy." She said curling her finger. I walked towards her and got on the bed. I straddled her. I feel like I'm cheating when I do this. 

She raised up but I pushed her down. "I like being in control, baby." She said. I shook my head no. I set the scissors down and grabbed a pillow. 

I put it over her face. "Wait, I can't breathe." She said sounding muffled by the pillow. she started moving. I grabbed the scissors and stabbed her stomach. She gasped loudly. 

I let the pillow go and she took it off. She looked at me with wide eyes. I can't believe I just did that. I truly do want to kill. I felt a smile form on my face. 

She touched where her wound was and looked at her blood covered hand. She screamed and I covered her mouth. I held up my hand and stabbed her chest. 

She gasped again. I pushed it in deeper. She screamed and moved. I grabbed the pillow again and put it up on her face again. 

I held it down muffling her screams and hoping shed die quickly. Her movements stop finally and I let go of the pillow. 

I need to remember gloves next time. I get up off of her. I grabbed the scissors and put them in my pocket. 

I walk up to the mirror and don't see blood anywhere except on my hands. I sigh and walk out. while walking I see James on the table dancing. I roll my eyes and walk outside.

 I run over to my house and take off the Michael Myers mask and wash my hands. I grab the blood covered scissors and wash them off as well. 

I walk back over to the house and hear the noises I really don't miss. I then see James come out and throw up on the lawn. I cringed. 

"There you are," I said grabbing his arm. "Stop!" He yelled. I was thrown back by his sudden outburst. "Mom and Dad want you home," I said. 

"No!" He said slurring. I rolled my eyes. "Come on," I said dragging him. He pushed me making me almost fall. "No way! You need to chill. Well, more like you need to be laid." He said. 

A few people overheard and laughed. "They asked me to," I said. "Yeah, and you're a good boy that's a virgin and so uptight about everything." He said. 

He was really making me upset. I grabbed his arm and put a death grip on it. "We're going now!" I yelled so he'd know I'm not kidding. 

He looked like a scared little kid. That scaredness turned to a smirk. "Just go see that slut you're dating. Isn't that her over there." He asked pointing. 

I twisted his arm where you heard a crack. He screamed and fell to his knees. I kicked him in the stomach. He fell over and held his arm and tried holding his stomach. 

I knelt down beside him. "If you call her a slut or try anything, I won't show mercy next time. You understand me?" I asked. 

He was whimpering. "I'm going to tell them I couldn't find you and when you come home you're going to tell them you got hurt by being drunk," I told him standing up. 

I turned and saw Nancy across the street. I really hope she didn't see that. I then saw her with blondie and the little girl. 

Nancy helped her up and they started walking down the street towards my house where a lot of cars were. 

I heard a grown behind me and looked over seeing James trying to get up. God, too many things are going through my head. 

Did I really just kill Stacy? Did I just really do that? I feel alive but a little worried about getting caught. I just maybe sprained my brother's hand. Possibly broken it.

I'm just glad I didn't get a boner from that but I did get pretty excited from that. I sighed and started to walk over to my house.

I bit my lip and tried to walk away from Nancy and everyone. "Nancy, Isn't that your boyfriend?" The little girl asked. 

I stopped not really wanting to move. "Michael?" I heard Nancy say. I turned around and gave her an awkward smile. 

"Hey..." I said. She smiled weakly at me. "What are you doing here?" She asked. Ugh! Questions. "My parents wanted me to get my brother home, but I couldn't find him," I said. 

She nodded. "Is... is she okay?" I asked looking at how wasted Blondie was. "She's drunk." The little girl said. "Jamie!" Nancy whisper yelled. 

"I'm not drunk!" Blondie yelled. "I-I have to get her home," Nancy said. "But, You can't drive," Jamie said. 

Nancy was looking pretty annoyed now. I looked over a little awkwardly. "Do you want me to drive you?" I asked trying to be nice. 

"Oh, you really don't have to," Nancy said. "It wouldn't be a problem," I said scratching the back of my neck wanting the awkwardness to go away. 

"You're so sappy," Blondie said almost falling over. Nancy walked over a bit and held out car keys. I grab them and look at them weirdly. 

"It's Maddie's car keys," Nancy said bluntly. "I'm getting sleepy," Blondie said. "You need me to help?" I asked. 

"I've got it." She said. I looked around. "Where's the car?" I asked. "The maroon one down there." She said. I nodded and walked beside them. 

I kept glancing over at Nancy. She looked very pretty tonight. Her eyes are glistening in the moonlight. 

[After The Whole Car Ride]

I'm pretty tired of hearing the two girls in the back. "I'll be back." She said taking Blondie and Jamie up to her house. 

I waited outside biting my lip. I then just realized I'm going to have to walk all the way home. I sighed in annoyance.  

About five minutes later she came out and shut the door. I stood up straight instead of having a slouched posture. 

She walked over to me shyly. I'm sorry you had to help." She said. "It was no problem," I said. "And sorry you have to walk home." She apologized. 

"I don't mind as long as I get to walk with you," I said trying to be romantic. I could see her blushing, from the light of the moon. 

She looked down and smiled a bit. "Do you want me to walk you home?" I asked. "You don't have to." She said. 

I grab her hand. "I want to," I said pulling her over to the sidewalk. I hold her hand still and feel her grip it tighter. 

It was an awkward silence. My hand was getting sweaty even though it was cold outside. it was really dark out. 

The only light source was the moon and a couple of street lights. I felt her grip tighten more. I look over at her. 

She still has that blush on her face. She's looking straight forward. "So... how was Trick-Or-Treating?" I asked.

She looked over. "It-it was good." She said smiling a bit. I faked smiled back. "That's good," I said. She looked down again and smiled. 

"Can you tell me more about you?" She asked looking back up at me. I looked away not knowing what to tell her. 

"What do you want to know?" I asked. I feel like I'm going to regret that question. "What do you like to do for fun?" She asked. 

I like to think about killing people, but now actually killing people. How about you? "I uh... like to watch horror movies," I said. 

She nods at my answer. "I'm guessing your favorite is Halloween?" She asked giggling a bit. I fake smiled at her. "Yeah," I said. 

"What about you?" I asked. "I like to listen to music." She said. "I'm guessing your favorite band is Hot Chili Peppers?" I asked. 

She giggled a bit. "Yeah." She said. "What's your favorite Halloween movie?" She asked looking up at me. I had to really think about that one. 

I was trying to think of which one made me more excited. "I can tell you that I wasn't into the third one," I said. 

"How come?" She asked. "It was poorly done and it doesn't even have Michael Myers in it," I said. "Fair point." She said. 

"It was a waste of three dollars I could've used to buy food," I said. She giggled again. I felt a smile go on my face. 

My smile goes away when I heard sirens. I turn my head where I heard the noises. I saw red and blue flashing lights from afar coming towards us. 

"Maybe they're going to that party to shut it down from a noise complaint." She said. "I guess," I said feeling anxious rising higher. 

I just then remembered I killed Stacy in her room and it was the best thing that I've ever done in my life. 

The cop cars went past us and some ambulances. I then felt a tug on my arm. "You okay?" She asked biting her lip a little. 

"Uh, yeah," I said starting to walk. We walked for a good long time before making it to her house. We stopped in front of her house. "Thanks for everything today." She said.

I put on a fake smile. I raised my hand up and cupped her cheek and caressed it. "It was no problem," I said. Her blush deepened once more. 

She smiled a bit. "It was nice getting to know more about you." She said raising her hand up and putting it over my hand. 

"It was nice knowing more about you too," I said. Her eyes looked very pretty in the moonlight. I looked down and saw her pretty pink lips. 

they looked a bit shiny like she was wearing makeup on or something. I for some odd reason wanted to lean in closer and maybe kiss her. 

"Nancy?" I asked looking at her eyes again but occasionally glancing at her lips. "Yeah?" She asked looking right into my eyes. 

"Can I kiss you?"