Ginger's family moves to Halloween where her haf brother, Jack Skellington, is destined to be the future king. However, Ginger and Jack hate each other! How can they put up with each other at school and at home? My first Fan Fiction.
I ran through my closet trying to find something suitable for Halloween. Why I had to go to some stupid recital, I don't know. My family had just moved to Halloween Town yesterday. My half father, Daniel Skellington, was the king of Halloween Town. Normally, he would be doing his whole scarecrow-fire-breathing-fountain-jumping-rising act that is the same every year. This year, however, he had injured his leg so he was out. I was there when the Mayor was panicking and announcing to the whole town what had happened. It was hilarious! LOL! So this year, my half brother will be filling in.
FYI, I have 3 half siblings. First, there is my oldest half brother, Grim. He goes to law school but he comes every year to see Halloween. He's about 7 years older than I am (I'm 16 and Grim is 23) and had forfeited the title of the Pumpkin King so that he could become a lawyer and the next Grim Reaper, so it wasn't him doing Daniel's routine this year. Next, I have a half sister named Chasten. She is a high school senior Halloween High. She is very classy and is most likely the type of person to discover a cure for cancer. Chasten said that when the time comes, she will, like Grim, forfeit the title of Pumpkin Queen so she wasn't going to take Daniel's place either. Finally, there is my annoying and weenie half brother, Jack. We were born at the same time to two different fathers (we didn't know that was possible). He is very outgoing and popular but he is so naïve and wimpy. And guess who he was filling in for that night. That's right. Jack Skellington was going perform at Halloween.
I grabbed a dress from my closet. It had puffed sleeves where the shoulders were and the rest to my arms was fishnet style. The design was black and green waves. Also, I put on my black pantyhose and black Mary Janes. I thought, if I'm gonna go to this stupid party I might as well look casual. My mother hated it when I wore black and I didn't know why. I guess she thought that I looked like one of those Satan worshipers (as they call it in the mortal world). But still, when we lived in Nightmare Village, everyone wore black 24-7. Luckily for me, Halloween was the one time that she would let me dress full Goth like my idol, Korona Night, the vocalist in the band Midnight Whorl. I applied some black lipstick on and headed downstairs.
I entered the living room. My parents were making out on the couch. It was disgusting! Wouldn't you be grossed out if your mother was a skeleton and your father was a corpse and they were kissing like there was no tomorrow on the couch?
*Shivering* either way, I walked by them to the kitchen and said, "My God, people, are you guys trying to dramatize us (I couldn't find a better word)? Get a room, for Liam's sake, will ya?" Liam is my younger brother who was even more pathetic than Jack was.
Mom and Dad looked up. Busted! I always get grounded for making these comments, which was good for me this particular night. If I got grounded, then I wouldn't have to go to the Halloween bash and I would live happily ever after.
I stopped walking and waited for Mother's response. I prayed and prayed that she would ground me...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Sorry if it is short but I'll get more in as soon as I can.
