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Bailey clocked his head to the side and studied his form as he stared in the mirror. "Bailey, you look great." He looked over and saw Chrissy seated at the foot of his bed, her knees swaying a little.
Dressed as Sandy from Grease, Chrissy looked amazingβprecisely the kind of person who could pass for the character. "Yes, but something doesn't feel quite right." Bailey remarked, nibbling at his lip a little bit.
They were both heading to meet up with their friends at Tina's Halloween party. Despite the boy's complete opposition, he was somewhat taken aback that Jonathan would indeed going to be present; yet, he had experienced more unexpected events in his life. He made a tiny upward movement and noticed that the blood on his face was drying flawlessly.
"You appear fine. Would you kindly sit still so I can finish your face?" As Chrissy was pulling items out of her tiny beauty bag, Bailey nodded and returned to his bed. "You appear flawless as a mad scientist, but wearing a little more makeup won't harm you." While putting something on his nose, she spoke.
"I don't think I could pass for one, I don't know." He questioned, to which she merely smiled slightly.
"Bailey, it's not meant to be real." She spoke for a moment before stepping back. "You'd better look at yourself now."
Bailey got back up and took a close look at himself; there was some dry blood on his face and a grey Smokey substance all over it. His wild hair, which Chrissy had styled with hairspray to give it a wild appearance, had goggles resting ontop. He wore a blue vest over his long sleeved shirt that was chequered. He also had on a long trench coat in brown colour and brown pants. He didn't quite understand the allure.
"You seem fine, so we can leave now." Bailey simply glanced at her, inhaled deeply, and nodded as she suggested with a smile.
As the two descended the stairs, Florence and Almos stood at the bottom, grinning broadly as they watched the two of them. "You look amazing." Florence spoke while taking hold of her son's hands.
"You look amazing, Chrissy." Almos spoke as Chrissy blushed a little at the compliment because she wasn't used to receiving them.
"I'm grateful, Mr. Cameron." Turning to face Bailey, who held out his arm as she took it, she spoke.
"All right, have a great night, don't get too worked up, and Mr. Simmons will take you home if you need to go right away." As Florence went to open the door for them, she spoke.
"Do you believe she knows?" Almos spoke while putting his arm around his wife's waist and bringing her up against him.
"She sees him as a Bailey and nothing more," she said. She looked up at Almos, and they kissed gently before shutting the door.
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When they eventually made it to Tina's house, it was packed with inebriated youngsters. Bailey was seriously considering asking Mr. Simmons to take them back to his house so they could watch scary movies and eat candy rather than being here.
However, Chrissy grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the car before he had a chance to ask. "Mr. Simmons, thank you." As Chrissy shut the car door, the elderly man simply grinned at them. Bailey let out a sigh and composed himself, making sure everything appeared well from the outside.
They made their way through the throng of people and inside. As they went, Chrissy cautiously held onto his hand. Bailey smiled a little as he observed Jonathan chatting to a goth female. He turned to see Steve standing behind Nancy, who was dancing and drinking away.
"You wait here while I go grab us some drinks." Over the music, Chrissy yelled, and Bailey nodded slightly, feeling as though the music was already causing him a headache.
After a short while, he stood there waiting for someone who wasn't Chrissy to approach him. He had dark complexion, stood tall, and wore a cowboy outfit. As soon as Bailey saw him, his heart began to quiver a little. "Hi, nice outfit." he murmured as he leant against the wall.
"Oh, yeah, I'm a scientist of some kind. Thank you." Bailey chuckled a little and then started to fidget with his fingers. "My name is Bailey."
"Dean." He remarked, extending his hand in front of him, and they shook hands. Steve watched the two and couldn't help but feel a touch of envy, which he soon shook off.
"I have never seen you before are you new?" Bailey inquired, and Dean only shook his head and took a sip of his drink.
"No, I'm only visiting, I live outside of town. Tina invited me because we're close pals." Bailey couldn't help but look down at his lips as he spoke.
"Who is you're new friend?" With a questioning look on her face, Chrissy moved to stand next to Bailey. She gave him a red Solo cup, which tasted primarily of coke. She shrugged when he turned to look at her bewildered. "To make you less inebriated, I mainly mixed soft drink with alcohol."
"My name is Dean, and I should probably go on. I still want to see some of my friends here." He murmured that, then turned to face Bailey, grinning broadly. "I hope to run into you again, Bailey."
As they both watched him go, Chrissy turned to face him and smiled broadly. "I believe he has more in mind than simply running into you again." She giggled a little as she whispered. Bailey rolled his eyes.
"You're only dreaming, so no, definitely not." Then he felt someone shove past him before he could say anything more. Steve was rushing out of the home when he turned to look at him. "I wonder what that's about?" He wondered to Chrissy.
"Come dance with me, I'm sure he's just being dramatic as usual." Bailey only followed her, dragging his arm to the dance floor, so that she might enjoy a good night on her own, she explained. But Bailey's thoughts were divided between the two boysβthe inquisitive Dean and what was wrong with Steve.
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- A new character, Dean, will make intermittent appearances in the novel. Bailey's Halloween costume pays homage to Jack Wolfe's portrayal of Wylan Van Eck, Chrissy is reminiscent of Sandy from Grease I feel.
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