Cheer Possession

Chapter 1

We all know about ghosts. Some people think they do at least.

Kayce strutted down the hallway taking a sharp turn at her locker.

What they don't tell you is...

The cheerleader rummaged through the top shelf of her locker.

Possession doesn't exist. Well- not exactly.

Kayce grabbed a book, placing it in the small stack in her left arm.

"Wrong book, Chem first remember?"

The teen groaned, hand reaching out for her Chem Textbook.

A blue semi transparent hand reaching out along with her, through her.

'You're good at this chem shit, you just go do it for me..'

Kayce turned her head watching the male brush his fingers back through his rough brown hair. His eyes glowing, a sign, permission.

The cheerleader sighed, her feet moving before she could even think.

She ducked into a bathroom stall click.

'Fine go ahead Diesel'

Suddenly a chill, a rush of cold coursed through her. Arms hanging at the sides. Head shot towards the ceiling like a moth to a flame. feet suspended away from the ground.

A breath, unrelenting cold.

Shink!

A groan eluded the teen's lips. The feeling of blood as if it was pouring out of her neck. Hands clawing at the source of the vital fluid, a wounded creature searching for a release from the agony. Kayce was once again reminded of her lack of control.

Her feet dropped back to the ground, Kayce's hand moved up to put her hair in a ponytail. Something Diesel always did.

She was simply now a passenger. Watching the mix of people and lockers pass.

"Harris!"

A groan escaped through Kayce's lips.

"Uggh"

'My voice, you idiot!'

'Shit! Right- sorry.'

Diesel turned, flashing a quick smile at whoever the voice belonged to.

Crew Rivers. Stupid ginger Jock that always seems to have it out for me.

"Hey Rivers, what's up?"

"You never have your hair up unless you're heading to chem, or skipping class. There's something up with you Kayce."

'Kick him in the balls Diesel, we got a class to get to. He doesn't know anything!'

Diesel forces a laugh. "What are you like obsessed with me or something Rivers?"

'What are you doing!?' The teen snapped.

Diesel didn't respond, instead all the teen got in reverberation was an eye roll.

"What? uh - no..ugh look Kayce.." Crew trailed off his gaze lingering on Kayce for a moment too long.

'Yeah...sure, Kayce.' Diesel slipped up with a scoff.

"You're hiding something, and i'm going to find out what it fucking is." Crew hissed, his ginger eyebrows furrowed tightly together in a sense of determination.