Ghost Boy (Lams)

The Assembly

After a sleepless night sneaking into the local cinema and watching as many movies as he desired, John decided to make his way to the high school, to check on stuff, you know?
Alexander classified as 'stuff', you know.

He had slowly gotten the hang of the whole flying/floating/hovering thing, it was trippy at first, but John was beginning to enjoy it. Being dead really wasn't as bad as everyone made it out to be. 

John floated to the bridge and delicately dropped to his feet, blending in with other students and walking across, although it felt pretty fucking weird every time some douche on a bike rode through him. No consideration whatsoever, how rude. 

John rolled his eyes and decided to fly the rest of the way, lifting off and flying up and over to the front of the school. He suddenly stopped, however, when something extremely vibrant caught his eye. Upon closer inspection he was able to identify it to be... flowers? Lots and lots of flowers. Students were taking photos of the display, posting it on their 'snapchat stories' and whatnot. When John realised what it was, his breath hitched in his throat.

A memorial, for him? He felt tears prickle his eyes as he slowly lowered to the ground, cautiously walking towards the display of flowers flooding with students. People, cared? No. No they felt guilty, that's what it was. Nobody knew him, and before they could it was too late. They wanted to look like they cared so they didn't look like a dick. Nice.

John rolled his eyes in disgust at the girls taking selfies with his fucking memorial. Wow. The respect is real huh?

When the bell rang John slowly walked into school grounds, chuckling to himself every time someone stepped through him and shivered. He'd like to just run through a crowd of people and make them all shake, that would be kinda funny.

So he did.

John sprinted down the hall as fast as he could, a domino effect of twitches and shivers following, causing him to laugh hysterically as they all looked around with wide, scared eyes. He was totally gonna try levitating shit later. But wait- what the fuck was he doing? This whole time he's had free access to anywhere in the world and he hadn't broken into the marine life park? That was certainly next on his to-do list.

John was disrupted from his mischievous plans when an announcement came over the PA system informing students of an assembly. May as well tag along right?

John followed the sea of students that was vacating to the gym, every now and then poking someone and laughing to himself when they shivered or yelped. When he got in he lifted off the ground and floated up, finding a spot on a beam on the roof. He took a seat, dangling his feet over the edge and kicking them playfully as he watched the students bellow chatter amongst themselves.

A bright grin spread on his lips when he spotted Alexander, who, as usual, was typing furiously on his phone, every now and then nodding along to Angelica's discussion. Today his hair was up in a messy bun, which John personally thought was hot as hell, but to him Alex could be wearing a potato sack and still look damn fine so his judgement was fairly biased.

Students hushed down as the vice principal took the stage to address the students. 
"Good morning staff and students, thank you for your attendance to this special assembly being held in commemoration of the loss of one of our students, John Laurens, who lost his life in a car accident at 3:30pm yesterday." She explained solemnly. A few whispers sparked through the crowd and John saw Alex lean over to Angelica. He quickly listened in.

"I saw the poor guy right before it happened, was riding way too fast," Alex mumbled with a frown.
"No wonder he's dead then, dumbass," Angelica muttered with a slight scoff, which Alex ignored to continue listening. 

John squinted at Angelica and swirled saliva in his mouth before spitting a hearty glob at her. When the bioluminescent goo hit her John jumped in surprise at her scream and hid behind the beam, right before he absolutely lost his shit laughing. 

His spit was tangible? The fuck? That was going to be useful...

Meanwhile below Angelica was yelling in disgust, fleeing the assembly to clean herself up and dragging Eliza with her. And as soon as she had left John noticed Alex chuckle softly and shake his head. That just made his heart go boom.