Ghosts (GxG)

The school ghosts (2)

Ah yes, hell. Excuse me, school. Where only the best douche ghosts are. There aren't a lot, although they can come and go as they please. There's really only one ghost that I like, her names Lexi. She hangs out in the library, she got hit by a car. She's missing a part of her skull, but ya know, other than that she's pretty normal.

I made my way towards the library, grinning when I saw the familiar face of Lexi. "Hey." She said quietly, smiling. Her left cheek was bloody and torn from where she skidded against the road. "Hey Lex, what's up?" I questioned quietly, sitting down and taking out some math homework.

"I've been reading, duke came by here looking for you." She hovered above the table, small drops of blood hit the table, blood only I could see. "He's a douche ghost." I muttered, doodling a picture of a cat on said math homework.

She laughed and gestured towards one problem. "The answer is 3x+1y=7" I laughed quietly and scribbled down the answer quickly. "And that's why I love you." She grinned, making more blood fall on the table.

"I heard about the girl who fell, is she a ghost?" Not all people turned into ghosts, really it was just a game of chance. Sometimes they did, sometimes they didn't. I nodded, scribbling down another answer.

"Yeah, I told Violet to watch her. Although shitwad is also there." I grumbled. She laughed loudly and raised an eyebrow at me. "You mean Jasper?"

"Yeah, shitwad." I said, smirking a little bit.

"I visited my parents." She said suddenly, making me look up from the homework and frown. "That can be dangerous, Lex."

She sighed and rolled her eyes, I could see the Liberian giving me a worried look through Lexi's translucent body. "I know, I know. I just.... I just wanted to see them again."

"Yeah I know, it's not bad to. I've just found they can sometimes feel the presence and it's harder for them to let go of the one who passed."

She shrugged but smiled anyway. "I'm gonna go ok? Don't forget about duke." I groaned quietly as she disappeared. I hate duke.

Ah duke, the douche of all douches. (He held that title while he was alive too) he was the typical football player who got knocked around a bit too much, which resulted in a brain injury.

"Fuckwad." I muttered, watching as he floated over to me. He grinned and sat on the table, almost going through it. "Sup" he laughed.

I glared at him and returned to my drawing of the cat. "What do you want?" I sighed, adding ear tufts to the drawing.

"Is the new ghost hot?" He questioned, grinning like a dumbass.

"Listen duke, as much as I would love to give you all of the details, I have homework. So go?" He scoffed and rolled his eyes, glaring at me now. "Whatever." And he was gone. Hey new record of getting the fuck to go away.

Please just ring bell, I have to make sure the new ghost hasn't destroyed the house in fear, and to make sure that Jasper didn't fuck something up. Oh lord help me.