TRY ME

Don't mess with ghosts

I walk into my room and see G sitting there. "Sup G?" I ask, realizing what that sounds like. G starts laughing uncontrollably, putting me into confusion. "You- you'd actually- believe-" he cuts himself off to continue his laughing. "You'd believe that I'd call myself G?!" He laughs.

"Oh my god I wasn't expecting that to work! How- how did you even fall for that?!". I can see tears form in his eyes. "Sh-Shut up. You're a fucking ghost. It's not like I'd expect normal things from you" I huff as I walk to my closet.

"Oh I already folded a pair of clothes for you" he says as he points beside my bed.

"That's not my color mix. Sorry" I say as I open the closet.

"Your color mix is depressing or overwhelming. It's too much of the same and too little of a lot. The color mix I placed will compliment more on your natural features" he calmly explains.

"It has purple in it. I don't even have a purple shirt" I say as I look at the pile. "Your dad does. At least your dad has the balls to wear what he likes" he yawns.

"Well anyways. If your name is not G, What is your name?" I ask. The look on his face is a bit confusing to me, since he looks confused as well. Oi don't play mind games now. "Didn't I tell you that it's Liam?" He sighs.

Damnit make up your mind! "You're hundred percent certain that your name is Liam?" I growl a little, dropping onto my bed. "Hundred percent" he says as he puts his thumb up.

I look at my roof as I hear him shuffle a few things around. "Mind if I sleep in this room?" G- Liam- yeah Liam asks. "Yeah sure, you're going to cleanup after yourself though" I say as I properly get into bed.

"You don't brush your teeth? And you don't piss before going to bed?" Liam asks. Oi, know your place. "I'm just checking things out on my phone, mom" I sigh as I scroll through my Instagram feed, liking everything regardless of wether it's good or not.

I suddenly see a photo of me and Liam sitting beside each other in class. The caption says "two hotties, one classroom". "Wait so Liam- G- fuck. Well anyways. You appear in photos right?" I ask.

"Well yeah, dipshit. If an eye can catch the photons that I reflect, how can a camera not? When I hide from people I simply stop the photons from traveling in their direction while replacing them with other photons" he explains as if it's an everyday act. Woah yeah I do that too sometimes- stop being so casual about it!

He walks up to me and looks at the image. "It should say three hotties" he chuckles as he points at the girl behind us. She's the punching bag of the unattractive people. It's rare for her to get recognition.

"Hey Liam, can you do something for me?" I ask. He looks at me, being a bit too close. I don't let it bother me because the question at hand is too serious for that. "Please help her. She's a childhood friend of mine and I don't know what to do" I mutter as I slowly look down.

"No"

"What?!" I ask as I sit up. "Why not?!" I continue. "Simple. She's your childhood friend. How could someone that has never met her do something to save her, when her own friend can't even?" He asks as he twirls his hand in the air. Don't make me shame myself.

"What are you getting at?" I ask. "Find your own way. I'll help you improve the solution, but it must come from you first" he says. Sounds easy doesn't it. But you're basically pushing the work on me- oh. That's actually pretty fair...

"Sure. But give me something to start from" I sigh as I lay down. "What does she need?"

The question is so basic that it would have never crossed my mind. It's right on the surface but I've been searching in the ocean depths. "She needs a friend" I mutter.