Ghost -Tyler Posey-

Chapter 1: Comic-Con

I used Ebba Zingmark as Grace Schwartz.
Three Months Prior
Grace's POV:

Comic-Con. One of the greatest events of the year and possibly the most fun. Grace walked around taking photos with fans and photo- bombing group photos. As she checked her phone, she saw MTV tweet notifications so she opened twitter and saw a tweet from the Teen Wolf Twitter.
"@teenwolfMTV: Comic-Con here we come! Can't wait for this years panel, Make Sure to come check it out!"

Grace grinned and sent out a tweet to her best friend, who just so happened to be on Teen Wolf.
"@hollandroden: HOLLS WHERE YOU AT? x"
almost instantly she got a reply.
"@GracieAnn: TEEN WOLF PANEL, OVER BY THE FOOD"
Grace laughed. Of course her best friend would be by the food. She started making her way to where the Teen Wolf Panel was, making very slow progress due to the amount of photos fans wanted with her. Soon enough though, She rounded the corner to the back hallways to try and find the Teen Wolf Cast Room. Grace had almost escaped all the fans when she ran smack into a wall.
The wall let out a laugh. She looked up and saw a really attractive guy standing over her. He had brownish-black hair that was pushed back and covered by a snapback and warm brown eyes complimented with an almost crooked jaw that made his face all the more attractive.
His mouth was moving and she then realized he was trying to talk to her as he bent down to help her. She blushed scarlet. "You okay down there? I didn't hit you that hard, did I?" He questioned concerned. She rapidly shook her head "No, oh my god I'm so sorry, I'm honestly such a klutz" He stood and reached down to help her up and she gratefully took his hand as he pulled her onto her feet. "I'm Tyler" he said smiling as he looked down at her. She laughed taking into consideration their height difference. "Grace" she replied back looking up to meet his eyes "It's nice to meet you".

Tyler's POV:

"Dude! The panel starts in like half an hour. Get off the damn phone and come with me to look around!" Tyler yelled at his young co-star. Dylan looked up. "But I haven't seen Joey in a while! I really want to talk to her". Tyler inwardly smirked and replied "Spraybitch talk to your girlfriend some other time. We're at Comic-con. COMIC-CON dude." He tried to stress the importance of the event but Dylan shook his head and turned back to his phone, not budging from his spot on the couch.
Tyler looked over to his best friend, the other Dylan O'Brien, who was currently in a discussion with two of their other co-stars, Arden Cho and Holland Roden. And in the other corner he saw the rest of the cast standing around talking and laughing with an interviewer.
He pulled out his phone to twitter and saw a tweet from one of his fans.
"@wendihoesandgigalos: I can't believe I meet Goodness Gracie at Comic-Con!" He rolled his eyes and got up from his chair and walked out the door deciding to go out by himself to explore. He had just rounded the corner when he ran into something or rather someone.
He looked down and saw one of the smallest girls he had ever seen. She was gorgeous with red hair and delicate features, her tiny frame making her look more delicate than she probably was.
"oh god" he rushed out. "I'm so sorry!" She looked up at him, her eyes slightly out of
focus. Tyler panicked. He bent down to help her. "You okay down there? I didn't hit you that hard, did I?" He questioned concerned. She rapidly shook her head at him making him chuckle. "No, oh my god I'm so sorry, I'm honestly such a klutz" She spewed out nervously. He stood first and reached down to help her up and she took his hand with caution as he pulled her onto her feet. "I'm Tyler" he said smiling as he looked down at her. She let out a nervous laugh which he found adorable as he looked down at her. She had to be at least a good half foot shorter than him as she only reached his mid-chest, not even. "Grace" she replied back shyly, looking up to meet his eyes "It's nice to meet you". He smiled at her almost in a daze. She was gorgeous and He wanted to know more about her.
He noticed the close proximity between the two of them and took a quick moment to study her features. She had wide almost owlish gray/brown eyes and a delicate almost pixie like nose. Her hair was in a bun on the top her head and she wore a pink floral dress with tan heels which made her appear taller than she actually was.
"Well I better go" she said looking away from him and down at the ground. "Yeah" He said almost sadly. "I need to go as well. Maybe I'll see you around sometime" he said hopefully. She shook her head at him. "Maybe but I'm not from around here. I live in New York City" she replied. He sighed. He had just met the freakin' girl of his dreams and she lived on the other side of the country? Just his luck.

No Ones POV:
The two walked past each other, each continuing down the hall away from each other. Grace thinking that he was probably one of the most attractive men she had ever met and her social anxiety had probably ruined any chance of them ever meeting or talking again. On the other-hand, Tyler was cursing at himself for not getting her number or any form of contact from her. He had really wanted to meet her again and He knew in the back of his mind that the odds of them ever meeting again were like one in a million but he didn't think that he could ever get her out of his mind.