Suddenly A Kitten

Chapter 3. Footballs and trauma.

I sat eagerly on my bed, heart pounding loudly with anticipation. My gray, white, and blue themed room had never been so inviting.

"My name is Aria!" I said loudly leaning forward. The two ghosts in the room both laughed under their breaths before returning the favor.

The black haired ghost who had appeared first slid forward. "I'm Archer!" He said loudly copying me.

The ghost of birthday wishes smiled. "I'm Aspen."

My cheeks were rosy as I thought of all the things I could say. "I like the color yellow, my favorite number is seven, and my favorite animal is the squirrel." I blurted.

Archer turned and covered his mouth. "She is so fucking cute." He muttered.

Aspen raised his hand. "I like purple, my favorite number is thirteen, and my animal of choice is a deer."

I smiled brightly at him and paused as Archer came over, feet touching the ground as he stood right in front of me and leaned over getting into my space.

"My new favorite color is your eyes, easily sixty nine, and a wolf." I blushed and turned covering my eyes.

W-why did my heart just skip a beat? Clearly I'm desperate for attention.

"I like tacos!" I yelled shaking my head to clear it. Archer grabbed his stomach laughing while falling backwards into the air, and Aspen blushed and yelled,

"Chicken and waffles!"

Archer sat on my bed, and glanced at me. I blushed realizing this is the first time I've had a boy in my bed, dead or alive. I stared at him. "Hi."

Archer sent me a flirtatious smile. "Hey."

Aspen eagerly sat at my feet. "So, what do you like to do?" I tapped my chin thinking.

"Uhm, I like... I don't know." I frowned. I don't really do much of anything...

Archer scoffed. "Then we'll just have to do things until we find out - ah shit!" I stared at Archer as he jumped into the air, hands in his hair.

"What happened?" Aspen questioned. Archer pointed at Aspen then himself.

"Dude, we're already whipped."

I tilted my head to the side. "Whipped?"

Archer pointed at me. "She is so fucking cute just looking at me!" Archer flipped upside down holding his head. "I'm done for, heart, gone!"

I giggled and stopped as my door suddenly opened. Reyland stared at me. "Come throw the football with me." With that he slammed the door closed.

I turned to Aspen. "So, do you and Archer know each other?"

Archer howled with laughter talking to himself. "And she just ignores him! Fucking perfect!"

Aspen glanced at Archer and nods. "Yeah, we're friends, have been for awhile."

My door opened and Reyland stomped in. I looked up at him. "You did not knock-" I gasped when he grabbed my arm. "Hey-"

He grabbed the back of my shirt and easily dragged me out of my room and down the hall. "This is kidnapping." I said blankly as Archer and Aspen followed after us looking annoyed.

"You ignored me." Reyland said frowning. I rolled my eyes.

"You did not give me a chance to respond."

Reyland set me outside and grabbed the football. "Here, catch." He tossed it, and as my hands connected to the ball the force made me fall to my butt.