A Series of Embarrassing Events: CH-09 (description & excerpt)

A Series of Embarrassing Events

Chapter 09: Halloween XVI - Noah vs. the Demon Barber of Streak Street
Noah 16TH birthday conincises with a Halloween party and he lets Daniel choose his costume.
Noah's relationship with Ronan is complicated when his friend arrives at the party.

Excerpt:
The drive along residential streets was more reassuring - there was less people (no-one peeking in to see his penis) but the street lighting would have made it impossible to hide his modesty. It was after 9PM so trick or treaters were out of the way at least - if being seen by boys his own age or Daniel's age was bad, it would have been even worse to be seen by little kids.
Finally, Daniel pulled into Jamie’s street. It was a long road, mostly straight road to Jamie’s house but Daniel pulled over and pointed out the passenger window.
STEEP STREET
“Remember what you used to think this street was called?” Dan asked.
It had become a running joke, even now, ten years later, the boys still laughed about it.
“Streak Street,” Noah mumbled.
Noah knew what was coming.  
“Seems appropriate,” Daniel said.
Noah hesitated – the nearest house was number 46 and Jamie lived at number 90. The distance was nearly half a kilometre, or over a quarter of a mile, or five hundred yards, or forty-six thousand centimetres… there was no way of thinking about the measurement without it being a daunting distance.
“You don’t have to,” Daniel said.
It sounded like an afterthought but Noah knew his big brother would have carefully thought about it and would be acutely aware of the surroundings that he was pushing his little brother into.
Noah pulled the door handle and put a foot outside. Wind wafted over his ankle, carrying the faintest mist of drizzle with it. Noah stepped out and closed the door.
“I’ll see you in a few minutes,” Dan promised.
Then Dan did the old leaning on the car horn trick, calling attention to anyone around, as he sped up the road. Noah estimated that at his top running speed he could be at Jamie’s house in two minutes give or take a few seconds. It took a few seconds to realise that he wouldn’t be able to make his top speed because he was wearing flip-flop sandals. Running was impossible; fuck, it was going to take him two and half to three minutes. In the nude! Bare! Naked!