Stormy Days To Drown Out The Screams - Luke Patterson

Chapter 4

Disclaimer - I do not own Jatp and most of this chapter is from the first episode 'cause I used the same dialogue. 

The boys vanished with a smirk, clearly wanting to freak Julie out even more but I just rolled my eyes, knowing she couldn't see me. So why could she see them? If they were ghosts - just like me - why could they be seen by Julie but I, her own sister, couldn't be seen by her. Life just loves to be cruel. Julie tentatively stepped into the middle of the studio, holding the cross threateningly with a fierce expression on her face that might have looked slightly intimidating if it wasn't for her big bunny slippers. 

"I know I saw something," she muttered, " I'm not crazy." Now, that's still up for debate. 

"Well, we're all a little crazy," Luke responded, appearing behind her. I chuckled as she jumped out of her skin and swung around. Forgetting that she couldn't touch him, Luke threw himself back to the other boys as Julie began screaming again. Good to know she hadn't lost her ability to belt over the year she hadn't sang. 

"Oh my god, please stop screaming," Alex exclaimed and she closed her mouth. Thank you Alex for saving my ears. 

"Who are you?" She demanded. "And what are you doing in my Mom's studio?" 

"Your mom's studio?" Luke exclaimed incredulously. "This is our studio. The grand piano is new an-and my couch!" The excitable boy found himself onto the couch before his face dropped as his eyes caught sight of my guitar hanging on the wall. "But that is definitely not my six string." Yeah, no shit Sherlock. His gaze flicked up to see the chairs on the ceiling that Mom had put in years ago for Christmas. Features twisted into a horrified expression, Luke stood and walked over to Alex and Reggie, moving out of Julie's range as she swung the cross at him. "Can you just give me a second? Just give me a second." He pulled the others into a huddle and they began to loudly whisper among themselves. Julie stood awkwardly with the cross as they spoke. 

"How did she get her stuff in here so fast?" I tilted my head to the side, beginning to wonder when the boys had been here. I had lived in this house my whole life and they were dressed like they were from the 90s. Holy shit. They were from the 90s. They were alive at the same time as Freddie Mercury! I would kill to have been alive at the same time as Freddie Mercury. So where have they been for 30 years? 

"Witches aren't real," the boys were apparently having an argument over whether or not my sister was a witch. 

"I said that about ghosts and look where we are now," Reggie said. 

"That's fair," Alex allowed. 

"So we're going with witch?" 

"No! No we are not going with witch," Alex exclaimed and I chuckled at their exchange. These boys were like a comedy performance. "She's not a witch, okay? She's just scared. Just, just let someone with a softer touch," he placed his hand on his heart, "handle this." Oh this was gonna be good. 

"What are you doing in our studio?" He asked loudly, enunciating each syllable. Julie screamed and plunged the cross into his body only for her hand to go straight through. 

"How-how did you do that?" She stuttered. 

"Clearly she's not understanding," Alex said to Luke and Reggie, "she doesn't get it. We're ghosts. We're just three ghosts who are really happy to be home so thank you for the flowers, they really brighten up the place." Oh no. He did not just try to kick her out. After revealing that they were ghosts. They had no idea what was coming for them. Molina women don't take things lying down.