The Story of Harlem the Ghost and Vampi the Vampire

Chapter 3

Once they locked eyes there was no looking away for the two of them. It seemed as if it the two were in a trance. Harlem couldn't help but see and feel the need in his eyes, his bitter cold blue eyes. In a way his cold eyes filled her with warmth even being a ghost it made her feel a warmth. She slowly slid her way to him placing her hands on his and with her doing that the boy couldn't help but let out some more tears. He couldn't help but to reach out to hold her again but before he could wrap he she quickly stopped him and said "I'm sorry... I just don't know who you are.. I mean I have seen you around at school.. I just... I don't know who you are..". He lit up with a bit of fear and sadness. "I'm.. Well... My name is Vampi... I know that sounds a bit weird but that's actually my name..." he said a bit quiet out of being shy. "I know that's not really enough.. But um... Just in case you forgot.. I killed your dad.." he said as he laughed nervously and with a bit of shyness was rubbing the back of his neck. She couldn't help but slightly chuckle at that and she stood up extending a hand to help him up. He grabbed ahold of her hand and slowly stood up. "I can't thank you enough for killing him truthfully. I only have one question, why wouldn't he be a ghost or spirit as well?" she asked out of confusion. "He wouldn't be a ghost because although he did die he was not a clean spirit, only those of a clean spirit can become a ghost." he said while admiring her ghostly eyes. "I can tell you more but I've got to move and get rid of his body as well as yours. The stains will be less of a hassle but he had a gut on him" he said jokingly. "Is there anyway I could help?" she asked nicely. Even when dead she was doing all that she could do to try and help. Even if it were to move her dead body. "Possibly let me think first" he said whilst running his fingers through his medium length blonde her that he had pushed back.