By Andrew C. Polander
"So Andrew, for Halloween this year what do you think would be a cool idea- because I had an idea for a haunted house party," Mason says.
"Uh-huh, like what kind of haunted house party?" Andrew replies.
"I think we should travel to the countryside, like… you know, where you would find a lot of pumpkins and farmlands."
"Mason, the last time we did something like that we ended up in the middle of a god-forsaken desert- and I had spiders all over me when I was sleeping- and Mason- I HATE SPIDERS MORE THEN HELL ITSELF!!!"
"Oh come on, Andrew. It wasn't that bad."
"SHUT UP MASON." Andrew sighs. "…Sorry. I'm a big coward when it comes to spiders."
"It's alright. That was still funny as hell, though," Mason laughs.
"Fuck you, biznatch!" Andrew rolls his eyes towards the window.
The Next Day...
Mason holds a toy spider over Andrew's face. "Wake up Andrew; we've got a big day ahead of us!" Andrew wakes up and freaks out, screaming bloody murder.
"HOLY SHIT!!! MASON I AM SO GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!" He growls angrily.
"Oh, get over it you little cry baby. It was just a toy. Well anyway, we still have to get all the supplies: lights, smog machines, friends, and a DJ for the haunted house party. Andrew, you do realize that Halloween is three weeks away, which means we've got
to get as much done as possible before the final week? Well, let's get kraken." Andrew and Mason head out to Best Buy for a DJ system and pick up a Windows 7 operating system.
Two days later...
"Well, Mason- it looks we have almost everything we need for the DJ system. Now we just have to hire someone to operate it."
Mason looks up. "What about that one guy who thinks he can rap? His singing sucks, but he's good at making awesome beats for dancing."
"He'll do, and plus he can make a fool of himself and it'll be fucking hilarious just watching him try to rap."
"Well that's the point, Andrew. It'll make the party a lot more enjoyable than it would be already."
Andrew picks up the phone and dials Christian Sinclair's number, asking him if he would do them the honor of being the DJ for this year's haunted house party. "I'd be delighted," says Christian. "but just a quick question: will there be any hot girls there?"
Andrew sighs. "Yes, Christian, there will be. Alright, I'll talk to you later. Bye." Andrew hangs up the phone.
"What did he say? yes? no? maybe?" asks Mason.
Andrew smiles. "We've got ourselves a DJ."
"Alright!!" Andrew and Mason give each other a high five and knuckles. "This is going to be an awesome Halloween party! Oh, Andrew- we've also got to call Maddy, Jordan, and all of our other friends, too.
"Hopefully, they can come. If not, well… we can still have a blast with Martin, Marcus, and Anthony."
The next day...
Mason calls up Maddy and lets her know that she's invited to the Haunted house party. Andrew gets off the phone with Jordan and says, "Alright. Looks like we're all set and ready to go. Oh, and I already called up Martin, Marcus, and Anthony."
"Ok good," says Mason. "Let's just hope no one comes in to crash the place."
Andrew grins. "I highly dought that. But if so, it's going to be a hell of a night."