No Reflection|Kellic

Chapter 2

*back to present time

KELLIN'S POV
The door to the room opened. I didn't even know where I was. I just woke up here one day. I don't even know if I can leave, I haven't tried.

A lot of famous people come here. They usually write music. I know I'm dead. I remember killing myself, but that's about it.

I remember watching Austin Carlile writing a song here, he couldn't see me though. I'm dead, why would he?

I guess it's pretty cool but it can be lonely. There's one other person here, a ghost, called Jesse. We've become pretty good friends for the past year that I've been here.

I heard a familiar voice as a suitcase plonked itself on the floor. I still couldn't see the owner of the voice, just there hand on their bag.

I think they were on the phone.

I sat on the ledge on the ceiling, watching from above.

'You're so creepy' a voice from behind said.
'Shut up Jesse' I said and playfully punched his arm.

I guess it was good that we could still feel things, I mean what would I do to shut Jesse up if I couldn't punch him?

Jesse laughed and floated off. I rolled my eyes, waiting to see who walked through the door.

If my heart was still beating, it would've stopped.

I could recognise those brown curls and tanned skin in an instance, that wide smile and those chocolate eyes.

Vic Fuentes..

He looked around, examining the place. I hid. I know he couldn't see me but I just felt the need to.

'Mike, please don't leave me on my own for two days, this place is creepy as frick dude.' He said, laughing.

I smirked, if only he knew.

I know he's my idol, but I guess I could have some fun..

'Mikeeyyy, I'm not kidding! This place is freaking me out and I've only been here for like.. a minute!' He whined on the phone.

The lights shot off. I looked over to the light switch to see Jesse with a mischievous grin on his face.

'Frick! Mike I'm not kidding, the lights just went off!' He yelled into the phone. I couldn't help but snigger slightly.

'I am not being paranoid! You are getting on the next plane here wether you like It or not!' He yelled and hung up.

He left the room in a hurry, going into a smaller room, where most people did the song writing.

The room I was in was more like a hall. It had a small balcony at the top and had a massive chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

I jumped down from where I was and smirked at Jesse.

'Hey, don't freak him out so much that you get him out. This is vic fuentes here.' I said. He looked at me blankly, 'Vic, friggin, Fuentes.' I said. He shrugged and shook his head.

'Please tell me you know who he is.' I said. He shook his head, 'nope, sorry dude.' He laughed.

I rolled my eyes and walked into the room where Vic was. I stood directly in front of him.

Nothing.

It had been a year since I had died and I still hadn't got used to people not being able to see me, it was weird.

I smirked nonetheless and started simple by wafting the piece of paper in his hands. I chuckled as he frowned and shut the window.

This was gunna be fun.

'Jesse!' I called. He floated through the wall with a grin on his face. 'Stop doing that it's creepy.' I frowned.

He shook his head, 'it's fun.'

I rolled my eyes and pointing at vic who started writing. I looked over his shoulder to see what he had written down.

Dive in
Take a breath.

Sounds decent so far.

He sighed and dropped the pencil on the desk, which made a clattering noise.

I laughed, at least I wasn't the only one who had trouble writing songs.

I walked over to the window and opened it again, I wafted his paper again.

He frowned and turned to the window.

'What the...?' He muttered, glancing at the open window. He shook his head, 'you're not going mad, vic...' He whispered.

Jesse sniggered and drew a smiley face on the paper whilst vic was shutting the window.

I shook my head, 'He's so gunna leave when he see's that.' I said. Jesse shrugged.

'We could lock him in' He laughed.
I smirked, 'Bit illegal.'
He shook his head, 'Heard of Ghost Police Have we?'
I rolled my eyes and watched the look on Vic's face as he saw it.
He looked so confused, 'Did I draw t-' He sighed and sat in his chair, head in his hands.
'I'm too young to go mad!' He said.
I felt bad now. Jesse, however, had a smug grin on his face.
'Stop.' I said sternly.
'One more pleaseee!' He whined.
'No.'
'Pleassse!'
I rolled my eyes, 'what?'
'Well, you know you always wanted a print out of you and pierce the veil?' He asked.
I shook my head, 'nope, nuh uh.. that's gunna freak him out so bad!' I whisper yelled.
'Come on Kells.' He begged.
'Hell no!'
'Oh come on!' He pouted.

I rolled my eyes, 'I hate you'
'Yes!' He yelled, punching the air.
He grabbed his phone, out of vic's view point.. don't think it will be easy to explain a floating phone, and started to print off the image.
The printer sprung to life, and started printing.
Vic shot round and looked at the printer walking over to it.
'What the-' he whispered.
The picture printed, he looked at the image and smiled slightly.
I smiled at the look on his face.
He looked up in my direction and jumped, looking shocked.

'Oh sorry! I didn't see you there!' He said.