Reginald Peters always wanted a little sister...little did he know that eight years after he died his wish would come true. Now in the year 2020, Rosalina gets a '911' text from her best friend, Julie Molina, and has a crazy, supernatural, run in wi...
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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅
The three boys let out a slight groan as they land on their feet in the Hollywood Ghost Club, wearing new outfits. "Uh..." Alex hummed, looking down at his pink suit. "Well, don't you look nice?" Caleb said, walking down a few stairs, stopping in front of the boys. Luke pulls at the collar of his suit, not liking how tight it is. "Sweet threads." Reggie said.
"How-How'd you know our sizes?" Alex asked, looking up from his suit to the older ghost. "Seriously? He basically just kidnapped us and that's the question you start with?" Luke asked, giving the blonde a 'what the fuck' look. Caleb clicked his tongue, sighing.
"I know you boys aren't my biggest fans. And an eternity at my club might seem overwhelming. But...I just put you in sweet threads, so humor me this one last pitch." Caleb said, handing the nail file he was holding to one of the servants.
"Now, for starters, isn't it nice you're all here together?" Cable asked, looking between the three boys. "And believe me, everything you want, including Willie, is here." Caleb said, pointing at Alex. Luke shook his head with a scoff. "And even my dear daughter, Rosalina." Caleb added, smirking at the shaggy-haired boy before snapping his fingers causing Rosalina to appear at his side.
"What the hell?" She muttered, before catching Luke's eyes. "Posey." He breathed out, taking in how breathtaking the rave-haired girl looking in a navy dress, which matched his suit. "I even put the lovebirds in matching outfits." Caleb added, wrapping his arm around Rosa's shoulder's pulling her into his side.
"And on my stage, you don't vanish when the music stops. You soak in the applause for as long as you want. The connection you will feel with that audience will be like no other." Caleb said, unwrapping his arm from his daughter and walking over to Luke, fixing his bowtie.
"I promise." He whispered. "Plus...I have good leverage." Caleb smirked, holding his hand up. Rosa groaned, holding her head in her hands. As Caleb made his hand into a fist, Rosalina fell to her knees, screaming in pain. "Ro Ro?" Reggie quietly muttered, tears welling up in his eyes. "Posey! No, stop!" Luke shouted, glaring at Caleb.
