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[/center][indent][indent][hr][hr][/indent][/indent][indent][indent]It was around eight o'clock in the evening when Carter pulled into the driveway of the Fielders residence. He was tapping his fingers on the bottom of the steering wheel and bobbing his freshly styled head to the sounds of Jay-Z and Kanye West that were pumping loudly through the speakers of his cherry red Lexus. Halloween had always been a favorite holiday of Carter's; In fact, the older Carter grew, the closer Halloween got to dethroning Christmas as his favorite holiday. Ever since he found out the shocking truth about Santa Claus, Christmas slowly but surely began to lose its magic. Halloween, on the other hand, had many characteristics that made it such a unique and enjoyable day. From the spooky decorations, to the costumes, to the concept of Trick-or-Treating as a whole, Halloween was surely hard for Carter to hate. Due to this, it came as no surprise to anyone in Carter's household when he decided to go all out and get a bit creative with his Halloween [url=https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DNgfEfyVoAAqHSS.jpg]costume[/url]. He'd gotten his suit custom made, had his hair cut into the necessary style, let his mother apply a bit of makeup, and had even spent a considerable amount of money on a brand new electric guitar to complete the ensemble. Now, he was more than ready to spend the rest of his Halloween night at Kavi Salvador's party. 

After putting his car into park, Carter picked up his cell phone and sent a quick text message to Georgia Fielders, the girl who'd agreed to tag along with him to the party over school lunch. [color=#CCC6EA]"I'm outside,"[/color] the boy subconsciously spoke aloud as his fingers glided across his cell phone screen, [color=#CCC6EA]"You ready to go?"[/color] Carter then tossed his phone back into its spot in the cup holder before taking those few minutes he'd have to wait for Georgia to arrive to touch up his hair and makeup in the mirror.

Georgie tidied up her suit jacket and pulled her tie tight before she admired herself in the mirror.  Her hair was tucked up in a low bun and she’d drawn a mustache across the top of her upper lip.  Along with the crisp white shirt she was wearing, the beautiful top hat that she’d won in a bidding war on Ebay against chappielover7, and the cane she’d borrowed from her grandpa, she was pretty happy with her choice of costume.  She’d always loved Charlie Chaplin and her brother Roggie always did a spot on impression of the comedian.  She applied a quick layer of mascara and grabbed her buzzing phone before she headed out of the door.  Along the way out she sent a quick photo of her outfit to her family group chat and waved at Carter who she saw through the driver’s window of his car.  

Moving closer to the vehicle she rounded it to reach the shotgun seat and climbed in, smiling at Carter’s costume as she did so. Man was that great, Georgie even spotted the guitar in the back. Too bad she didn’t bring her camera, she was sure that Carter would’ve made for a pretty photoshoot. [color=slateblue]”Thanks for picking me up! My friends don’t usually show up to these sorts of things. They just take a picture of their costume and go trick treating like 5 year olds.  Not that I have a problem with that but just...well, it’s a party and I’d like to go. It was nice of you to invite me along for the ride there.”[/color] Georgie confessed and shrugged. [color=slateblue]”Your outfit is great though!”[/color]

Carter couldn't help but crack a smile as Georgie spoke, and it was when she mentioned trick-or-treating that he reached around to the back of his seat and pulled out a large plastic bag full of candy. [color=#CCC6EA]"Nothing wrong with embracing your inner 5 year old sometimes,"[/color] the young man said as he sat the bag in her lap and shifted his car in reverse, [color=#CCC6EA]"I made my rounds before I came to pick you up. You won't [i]believe[/i] how much candy these old, rich couples give out."[/color] Soon, they were on their way to the Salvador residence; as usual, Carter sped down the road without a care in the world. [color=#CCC6EA]"I like your costume too, by the way. Charlie Chaplin... that's pretty creative."[/color]

Georgie’s eyes widened as she looked at the bag of candy, her hands reaching almost of their own accord towards the goodies.  
[color=slateblue]”I absolutely aspire to be you one day, you know that, Carter?”[/color] She reached a hand into the bag and closed her eyes.  Georgie had always liked surprises, especially ones involving candy.  Her fingers slipped around a small box and she brought it out.  Nerds! She loved them...well, she loved all candy.  As she opened the box and poured some out in her hand she sneaked a peek at Carter.  He looked so happy, so carefree.  She guessed that they were alike in that way.  She’d heard things about him, of course, but maybe she didn’t want to believe it.  She was all for having fun but if it turned dangerous, she’d much rather stay away.  Knocking herself out of her thoughts she responded to Carter: [color=slateblue]”Thank you! I love Charlie Chaplin, he never ceases to make me laugh.”[/color] Georgie smiled as she remembered back to her childhood, when she’d sat on the couch between her brothers and watched as her parents smiled at them as they laughed, imitated good ol’ Chaplin and threw popcorn at each other.  But that was gone.  Georgie’s smile slipped off her face if only for an instant before she shook out another handful of Nerds and offered them to Carter. [color=slateblue]”Want some?”[/color]

[color=#CCC6EA]"Nah, I actually think I've had more than enough candy for tonight,"[/color] Carter said, shaking his head and letting out a brief chuckle. Although Carter mostly had his attention focused on the road, he certainly hadn't missed the way Georgie's smile had momentarily faltered; after a quick internal debate, Carter decided that he'd try to figure out exactly what was going on in that head of hers. [color=#CCC6EA]"Seems like you spaced out for a sec, though. Something on your mind?"[/color]

Georgie tossed the Nerds into her own mouth instead and stared out the side window at the road going by them.  [color=slateblue] “Ah, it’s nothing...It’s probably just nostalgia.”[/color] Georgie brushed off his question.  Though glad that he had cared enough to ask her (and quite surprised that he’d noticed something was wrong) she didn’t want to talk about it to anyone yet...she never did.  Georgie remained silent, something unlike of her to do and waited for Carter to do something, anything at all to distract her.

Not wanting to pry any further, Carter simply accepted her answer, nodded his head and continued his drive down the road. They were just a little ways away from the Salvador residence when the sudden silence began to bother him; It was when Carter decided to turn the radio back on that this silence ceased. Soon after, the sound of Michael Jackson's voice filled the air, and his all too familiar [url=https://youtu.be/sOnqjkJTMaA]tune[/url] began to play through the car speakers. Almost instantly, Carter began to smile and tap his fingers along to the beat. He paused to say, [color=#CCC6EA]"looks like everyone's in the Halloween spirit tonight,"[/color] before finally giving in and singing with the music. Though being very off-key, Carter grinned even wider and turned up the volume; he only stopped singing to take a quick peek at his passenger, his eyes practically prompting her to sing along.

Georgie realized how awkward it all was but couldn’t bring herself to speak.  Her shy side didn’t come out often, but when it did she was brought almost always to great embarrassment because of it.  Suddenly the familiar beginning tones of Thriller spilled out of the car’s speakers and Georgie felt a grin creeping across her face.  She’d used to dance to this as a kid and embarrassingly so.  In fact, she was pretty sure there was a hometape of the concert she’d done for her class back then.  She started to tap her foot to the beat before she turned to catch Carter’s eyes and his comment.  Shaking her head, Georgie couldn’t resist the urge to sing along, finally giving into temptation and belting out the song lyrics with Carter.  Somewhere between the pauses in the song she managed to slip in a quiet [color=slateblue]”Thank you, Carter”[/color]

Soon, the pair had arrived at their destination; Carter parked his car on the side of the road, only finally cutting the engine when the song had finished playing. [color=#CCC6EA]"It's really no problem,"[/color] the boy said as he leaned over and grabbed his guitar from the back seat. And after one final glance in his mirror, Carter turned to Georgie with a wide grin plastered across his face, and said, [color=#CCC6EA]"Now, you ready to go get this party [i]startled[/i]?"[/color]
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