Chapter 2-Sunset Swerve

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A/N: If you're new, hi.  If you're not new and you saw I re-published this, I just made a few changes.

Chapter 2- Sunset Swerve

Word Count- 839

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"Wait...how did we get back here?", one of the boys said. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!", I yelled, confused and scared. "Oh god please stop screaming!", the blonde boy shouted over me. I stopped. "Wh-who are you and what are you doing in my mom's studio.", I said sternly. I grabbed a cross off the wall and held it at an arm's length. 

"You're mom's studio?", the light brown haired boy started. "This is our studio." I walked towards him with the cross. "Can you just give me a second? J-just give me a second." He walked around and sat on the piano. "The grand piano is new and- my couch!", he yelled as he jumped on the couch. "But that is definitely not my six string....", he said pointing to my mom's old guitar.

"Who even are you guys?", I asked. "Sunset Curve, tell your friends", the dark brown haired boy said with a smirk. "Last night was supposed to be a really big night for us.", the brown haired boy said. "Yeah...then we became ghosts.", the blonde boy said.

Impulsively, I stuck my hand through the brown haired boy's arm. "Oh my god, you're actually ghosts!  This is freaking me out." I quickly pulled out my phone and started typing. "What is that what are you doing?", the brown haired boy said innocently.  "It's my phone.", I said.   "Nope, stop talking to them, they aren't real.  There's no such thing as cute ghosts."

"Oh, you think we're cute?", the dark haired boy asked.  I glared at him.  "Who are you calling?", the blonde boy asked.

"I'm googling Sunset Swerve.", I said snarkily.

"Sunset Curve!", all of them said in unison.

I scoffed. "Okay, there is a Sunset Curve", I started. "And you guys did die. But not last night.....25 years ago." All of the boys looked at me in shock. "Wait, that's impossible.  All we did after we floated out of the ambulance was go to that dark room where Alex cried", the dark haired boy said. 

"Well I think we were all pretty upset", the blonde haired boy, which I assumed was Alex, said. "Yeah but that was just like for an hour.  We just showed up here.", the brown haired boy replied.

"I'm just telling you what my phone says.", I said, showing them the article I pulled up.  "You guys died in 1995 when you were 17.  It's now 2020."

"Wait, so it has been 25 years?  I have been crying in a room for 25 years, how is that possible!", Alex yelled. "Well you're a very emotional person", the dark haired boy replied. "I am not!", Alex said, offended. This was just too crazy.  I was about to walk off when the brown haired boy stopped me. 

"What is it.", I said. "Well, um w-we never got your name.", he said, sounding a little scared. "It's Dahlia. But this is not your studio anymore. You guys have to leave.", I said.  

"Dahlia, please.  We don't have anywhere else to go."

"Aren't you guys ghosts? Can't you go anywhere?", I said. "Well, yeah, but all of our instruments are here. I used to live in this garage. It's kind of our home.", the brown haired boy said looking down at his hands, and fiddling with his rings.  The truth was, I didn't really care if they stayed or not.  I think I was just protective over my mom's stuff.  I didn't want them messing anything up.

Still, it was their studio first.  I knew I would feel bad later if I didn't let them stay.  "This is probably a stupid decision, but fine you guys can stay.", I said with my hands up like I was surrendering. They all cheered and pulled each other into a group hug. 

After like 20 seconds I cleared my throat. Just in case they forgot I was still there. "Oh yeah sorry Dahlia.", the brown haired boy said as they pulled away from the hug. "Well anyway this is Reggie and Alex,", he said pointing to the dark haired boy first and then the blonde one. "And I'm Luke." 

"Nice to know.  Especially since we're going to have to be roommates for a bit.", I said.  They looked at me, confused.

"I actually just moved back here.  My bed was supposed to show up today, but there's still no sign of it.  So here I am.", I said.  "But anyways, we should probably figure out sleeping arrangements.  If you guys even still use that stuff."

"Yeah, we don't. But we'll probably just take a walk around town anyways. We won't bother you.", said Alex. 

I nodded in response. "Dibbs on the shower!", Reggie said while raising his hand. Everyone gave him a look. "I just really like showers. And the occasional bath."

"I'm going to get a glass of water. This is just too weird...", I said walking to the door. "Bye Dahlia!", Reggie said waving at me. "By the way, you guys can call me Lia if you want.", I said before walking inside. 

Perfect, I thought. On top of all the stress I had about moving and going to a new school, now I have to take care of three ghost boys.

Little did I know, those three ghost boys would grow on me.

A/N: Lol I'm in the mood for writing. I think I'm gonna write like 5 more chapters. But anyway, thank you for reading! I'll see you in the next chapter! (P.S. the chapters are probably going to be longer from now on)

-Jillian

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