Noah hated parties with a passion. They were always too loud and crowded for his taste as he was simply solitary by nature. Despite that he was also a huge pushover, so instead of taking his little sister trick or treating tonight like he originally planned, thanks to his friend begging him to come for the better part of two hours here he was dressed up in a stupid ninja costume watching his friend repeatedly try and fail to get lucky with one of the many girls at the party tonight. "Which kinda makes it all worth it." He grinned under his mask as he looked at the drink he'd been nursing for the past half hour. He wasn't much of a drinker but free booze was still free booze. Another slap sound reached his ears. Noah laughed again before moving his mask so he could take another drink again. At the rate he was going he'd find a girl drunk enough or stupid enough to fall for his bullshit eventually but Noah was growing bored of watching the attempts. He put his cup down and made his way out the front door removing his pack of cigarettes as he did.

The front yard was relatively quiet compared to the rest of the party, with only a few people casually mingling. Noah removed his mask and hood so he could properly smoke and placed a cigarette between his lips. Another thing he hated about this ridiculous costume was the lack of pockets because now he noticed his damn lighter was missing. "Damn that was my god one!" From the corner of his eye he caught a guy dressed up like a mummy staggering near him. His makeup must've been professional because he had never seen skin that shade of grey except in movies and TV shows or on an actual corpse. "Hey man. You gotta a light?" The mummy dude just groaned at him and walked past him stopping only to throw up in a bush before continuing towards what Noah assumed was his car. "Thanks for nothing lightweight..." he mumbled at the mummy as he disappeared from view. Little did he know he'd be seeing mummy dude again later.

Blake and Derek were fashionably late as usual, Blake had picked up Derek in his car , and were just pulling up to the party.

Derek grinned at his best friend, "Dude your costume is ridiculous." He said as they slowly walked up to the house. Derek fixed his suspenders as they approached the porch.

"At least i didn't bring a real ax to a party, i just wish you were wearing the matching Dory costume i got you." Blake smirked at Derek. Blake smiled at Noah, he had a few classes with him.

Charles rolled up to the party in his cherry red convertible, blasting out Nicki Minaj music. He took out the keys and hopped over the car door, ready to party.

He smelled something awful, almost like skunk and common barf. "Good lord what in gods name god fuck damn shit hell is that smell?" He just shrugged it off as roadkill and speedily walked towards the front door, covering his mouth, but harshly fainted face first on the door.

Ally parked her black truck on the side of the street. She stepped out of the truck and adjusted her costume. She made sure it wasn't too revealing but that was hard. Her step mom had bought it for her and it just so happened to be the sluttiest version of a baseball player costume. Ally didn't want to really go to the party if she gets caught here then she can say goodbye to her softball scholarship.

Ally sighed and grabbed the baseball cap and put it over her curled brown hair and grabbed the baseball bat. She closed her door and locked it putting her keys in a special pocket on her costume. She looked around as she walked towards the party and saw Derek, the captain of the baseball team and one of her good friends. He was with Blake another one of her friends. "Derek! Blake!" She called out jogging to them. "Hey guys." She said giving them a slight smile

Derek smiled as Ally approached them. "Nice costume" Derek chuckled, "Can you imagine the entire baseball team trying to play in those shorts?" Derek realized what he said sounded insulting. "Uh i mean like you look great in those shorts but like, you know a guy in those... i'm just gonna stop talking now." Derek ran his hand through his curly hair.

Blake watched as his friend made a fool of himself. "Let's go inside kids." Blake smacked the back of Derek's head. and whispered "Smooth" into his ear.

As they entered the house. they were hit with the scent of alcohol and b.o. The booming music made it difficult to hear. Blake grinned as he noticed the group of girls grinding to the music. Derek shook his head no and made his way to the punch.

Ally just shook her head slightly and gave a soft laugh. "I understood what you meant from the beginning." She said before following them in. Ally looked around and sighed before going to the coolers and grabbing a water bottle. She sniffed the drink after she opened it to Mae sure it was water then took a sip when she knew it was. Ally then leaned against the wall and watched everyone. She tried to remain in the shadows. This was her first party she has ever been to and didn't really know what to so, but from what she's heard about parties remaining unnoticed is the best.

Kevin carefully parked his car near the end of the street, after much insisting from his father that he get some actual "teenaged" experience, though, he'd have preferred it not to be a party. He got out and heard the booming music from the house a couple of yards away, saw some people outside, and a garage worth of cars parked everywhere.

He was nearly there when he noticed an odd smell; a mix between human bile and burnt flesh. He shrugged it off as the smell coming from the party and continued to the front door, turning to see an unlit cigarette between the lips of a ninja. One of whom looked pretty frustrated at the situation,"Need a light?" He said, grabbing for the lighter in his pocket. Only now noticing how cold it actually was.

In his mind, Kevin was thankful that he wasn't wearing a costume; just jeans and a t-shirt. Also for the fact that he didn't really know anybody at the party, only getting pestered by one of his few friends at school. Shrugging, he produced the lighter and held it out to the ninja-clad teenager before him.

Noah had only paid attention the guy who fell out in front of the door for only a second before deciding it wasn't his problem. Plus it was kinda funny. He was surprised when another guy came up and offered him a lighter though, and he quickly notiticed he was probably the only dude not in costume at this party. "Why didn't I think of that?" He accepted the lighter and lit his cigarette. He felt a lot better after taking a drag and handed the lighter back to the guy. "You just saved my entire night, thanks."

Kevin chuckled and took the lighter from him, and placed it back into his pocket. "Don't mention it, although," he motioned over to the door where the other boy had fell into. "What happened to your homeboy over there?"

The groaning and rustling of the boy started to get Kevin into EMT mode, debating against his better judgment and just assuming the person was wasted.

Charles woke up to the sight of black boots, most of it cuffed with grey fur. He jumped back hitting his head on the concrete ground and feeling the bruises on his back from people stepping over him. "Oh my lawwwd" He says as he stares dizzily at the Hispanic teen in front of him. "Did you say somethinnnng?" He asks in a sort of drunken way.

Noah kept smoking before looking at the mummy in the bushes. "Same thing that's going to be wrong with about 98% of this party before the nights over I'm guessing. I asked him for a light and he just groaned at me before he passed out in his vomit bush." .

He stepped over to the bushes, ignoring the fallen teen at the doorway, and scratched his head. "Ehhh, did you see him get up at all?" Kevin looked back over the guy smoking, "because he isn't back here anymore."

He knelt down and looked closer to the vomit on the grass, nearly gagging at the smell, he motioned to the ground before speaking. "I think I found the reason why it smells so awful out here."

Charles caught his balance. "Thanks, yeah I'm fine I think. (To Valentia)" He smelled the smoke from a cigarette then cupped his hands around his mouth his nose. "Oh god" He says quickly and barges past Valentia to the party. He looked back at her "If you want to, you can hang around with me, I just don't want to breathe in that smoke." He hoped she could hear him through his hands and and the loud music.

Charles looks back and becomes happy that she decided to follow him. "I heard there would be hookah pins in the third room to the right, wanna go?" He had to speak loudly at Valentia because of the blasting music. "I think there are cotton candy flavored ones!"

Kane had arrived at the party in his lovely Nazi zombie SS uniform with his lovely gentleman staff with the iron head on top of the staff. He had quite the fake make up which he himself did, but for the price that it looked like something from a low budget zombie horror movie back in the 50s. Arriving at the party he walked up to the door, looking towards the two that stood outside, noticing the one with a smoke and the other. . What was the other doing oh no matter. Kane just sighed as he continued into the party house with the music blasting aloud. He wouldn't really had come if his costume he had been for his ever so demanding dad that wanted him to get out of the house and find a girlfriend for the fear that his son would be gay.

Derek watched as Blake danced up on some girls, who seemed pretty wasted. Derek scanned the room and decided to stand with Ally. Derek walked over to her slowly, carefully moving his ax so it didn't accidentally graze one of the intoxicated teens. "I can't believe Blake dragged me to another one of these parties" derek shouted at Ally, trying to be heard over the loud music.