The Haunting Hour: Don't Think About It

Mom!

Max, please, go to sleep.

This is the fourth time

you've called me in here.

Third.

This is the fifth time your mother's

had to come in here tonight.

It's the fourth time, Jack.

Third!

What's the problem?

He's staring at me!

There you go.

Now I can't tell what he's thinking.

How's that?

Better.

Good night, sweetie.

Wait! The curtains!

I fixed the curtains

the last time I came in here.

You didn't like the shadows, remember?

The shadow's worse.

It's just the trees.

I don't like trees.

Look, is this better?

Will you lie down with me?

Honey, when I do that,

you don't go to sleep.

You just want to talk.

I won't. I promise. Please!

Here's the deal. Max, if you can get to sleep

without calling us into the room again,

I'll get you that video game

you've been wanting, Ultra Gorgonzola or...

Ultimate Gonzago?

Right!

Jack!

I'm out of ideas, Eileen.

Okay, Mom. I love you.

We love you, too, sweetie.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, buddy boy.

That's what you get

for wrecking my DVD player,

you little brat!

It was an accident!

Yeah, and I was accidentally

hiding in your closet.

I'm not scared of that thing.

It's just rubber.

True, but the real one

is out there.

Mom!

Goodbye video game.

He's fine. I reassured him.

Liar!

Did you scare him again?

No!

Yes!

You know, you're gonna go

too far one of these days.

Tell him to stay out of my room.

He's just trying to be

closer to you, Cassie.

Look, this is a new adjustment for him.

It's a new neighborhood. It's a new home.

Why is everything always about him?

What...

Cass...

Cassie? You're gonna

be late for school.

Do you have to dress

like that every day?

Get out of my room.

Fangs? What's it about?

If I told you,

you'd have nightmares.

All right, now, how about

that outfit that I bought for you?

Aha.

Now, this would look darling on you.

Yuck!

You know, you might make new friends

if you didn't try so hard to be different.

I liked my old friends.

Honey, I know it's awkward

to be dropped into a new school,

especially after the semester has started,

but look, listen, just give it some time.

It'll get better.

Right.

Cassie?

When everything you have goes away

You realize that nothing means a thing

And everything you thought was a big deal

Now you see it all and what is real

When all you have just falls apart

And nothing seems to work out right

You're trying

And you're still all right

Hey, Sean!

Hey, what's up, man?

And you're still all right

Hey, write down your address, dude.

My mom needs it for some list thing.

Oh, all right, sure.

The shocker pen!

Oh, cool!

Ah!

Dude, you're not

supposed to like it.

Oh, really?

Yeah, really.

Well, how do you like it, huh? How...

Here, take it back.

All right, here, man.

McKIBBLE ON P. A: Attention students.

This is Principal McKibble reminding you

that today is the last day to cast your ballots

for this year's Pumpkin Queen.

Remember, your vote counts.

I know we're gonna win.

Don't worry.

You can't lose.

Good luck!

I don't need luck.

Okay, about the party,

good idea with our costumes,

and I think we should match.

I'll e-mail you a list

of what you guys can wear

because fashion is important,

so I'll pick your outfits.

I think my daddy's

gonna get me a limo.

He is?

A pink one.

Are you serious?

That's so cool!

I know!

Hi, Sean.

What's up, Priscilla?

Hey, Priscilla.

He's so hot.

I wonder who he's taking

to the dance.

Who do you think?

He asked you?

He will.

I'm hungry!

Ain't you gonna eat that?

What's wrong, bro?

I'm toast.

My English paper is due next Friday,

and I'm only this far in this stupid book.

Why'd you pick

such a thick book?

The cover looked cool.

I don't know.

See, I never pick a book bigger than this.

So you're not gonna eat that?

If I get another D,

my dad's not gonna let me play ball.

That's harsh.

He's on my case 24-7.

He called me an idiot.

Dang!

Look at this thing.

That would be like

10 books for me.

I've read that book.

What?

I said, I've read that book.

I've read all of Poe's work.

Really? Cool.

Here. Take it.

Poe, of course,

is a seminal figure

in horror literature.

He was a master

at creating the intense

atmosphere of poetic dread.

And, of course,

Poe's self-torture protagonists

have become a horror convention.

Oh, I've never been

to a horror convention.

Hey, Pris,

you got competition.

That new girl?

The living-dead reject?

I don't think so.

Hey, aren't you

in one of my classes?

I'm in your English class.

I sit right in front of you.

My name's Cassie.

Sean. Yeah, I've seen you.

Maybe if you're having trouble, you know,

getting through the book, I could...

Hi.

What's up?

Yeah, what's up?

What are you guys

talking about?

Sean's flipping

over some term paper.

Oh, poor baby.

I'll help you.

Really?

I'll be your tutor

after school all next week

at my house.

Cool.

And we'll talk about it

more at the dance

if you'll take me.

Sure, okay.

Great, okay!

Pick me up at 7:
00. Don't be late.

Oh!

And by the way,

didn't anyone tell you?

The Halloween dance

isn't until next Friday.

Oh, my God!

Wait! Leave it.

It's an improvement.

Oops.

Come sit down

there's plenty of room

There's room for you right here

Next to me, here by my side

There's nothing that you should hide

from a friend, or is there?

You just look at me

Don't smile or just stare too hard, too long

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