Chanel had been thinking of going to the haunted house for a couple of weeks now, so she decided to go today. She put on an pair of skinny jeans, a purple long sleeve shirt that was low cut, and a pair of black flats. She did her make up and let her dark hair fall onto her shoulders.
She left to go to the haunted house around 6:30, so it was dark outside. Chanel seemed like the girl who would dread going to one of these things, but she actually loved haunted houses, and not suspense movies.
As she entered the gates that lead to the house, she paid for her little wristband thingy and slowly walked toward the house as a cool breeze swept leaves over her feet.
Haunted houses? Noah was skeptic about it at first. Usually they turned out to be really lame. It was pretty much like paying to get touched and molested by 'mummies', 'werewolves', or 'Freddie'. But, like always he just decided to go. What could the harm be by just going? He sprayed on his signature cologne and head out. The drive was awfully far. He actually had plans to meet some friends there, but when he showed up, they weren't at the gate where they intended to meet. Shrugging slightly he just made the line and got his wrist band.
To his left the spotted a very pretty brunette. He casually looked around to see if anyone was there with her. It didn't really seem like it. Noah reached for his cellphone as he texted them. He sighed and walked along with the group he was going in with, keeping close to the girl. Why? Because he hated to feel like a loser who went alone to haunted houses, so if anyone caught a glance at the couple they'd think they were there together.
"I really hope this is worth my time", he grinned as he turned to her.
Chanel turned when she heard someone speak. She smiled at the boy and got butterflies in her stomach. She giggled and managed to reply, "Yeah, well some of these things aren't scary at all, and those are usually the really cheap ones." She smiled again and walked up the wooden steps to the front door. It opened by itself, which Chanel was excpecting. She sighed and rolled her eyes.
As they entered, Chanel noticed a huge set of stairs in the front of the house and a chandalier hanging above them. It was just like a haunted house in a cartoon. She looked to the handsome blonde and said, "A bit cliche."