CHAPTER 8

 KEY’S HOME THEATRE

 It was a really tense moment.

The girl in the movie was walking alone in a forest on Halloween night.

Someone or something was following her from behind.

Then, “AAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

“ARGH!” I shout, shocked by sudden sound of someone screaming.

I turned left and saw Key’s popcorn spill all over the floor.

His face was showing horror but I’m too fast for him.

I noticed his expressions changes.

“You shout,” I said, smiling.

“What? What are you talking about?” he stammered.

“You just shout…” I said, starting to .

“So?” he said, acting arrogantly although his face started to sweat.

“You scared, didn’t you? Haha!” I said, laughing.

“SHUT UP!” Key shouts to me.

His face is kinda scary.

That would be the first time I see him like that.

His face is very near with me.

His hand are started to touch my face.

He closed his eyes and his mouth was ready to kiss when I blow up the moment by saying, “What are you trying to do?”

He opened his eyes and said without moving an inch, “I’m trying to kiss you, stupid head.”

“Why?” I said, suddenly blur.

“Just…” he said, smiling before continues, “-the fact that u came into my house to be a toy for me to play with. So, I thought, why not…”

My hand reacts so fast, I barely thinking straight.

I slap him right on his precious face.

He stunned for a while before said angrily, “You don’t have rights to slap me. NO RIGHTS!”

I get up, throwing my whole bucket of popcorn at him and say, “Do I look like I care?”

Then I left the place.

When my hand touches the door knob, he said, “No one has given me a slap before. So you better watch out…”

I ignored him and left.