Seeing Through Lies/DISCONTINUED/

Chapter Two:Green spots

I had furrowed my brows at him, with my lips tugging down into a frown."Okay, okay. Stop being so mad. You're like a girl," he teased me.

"A girl!? Well you're a giant dick!" Insulting seemed like a good way to fight back, I purposed.

"Oh why thank you princess," he did it again. This time, he bowed at me.

"I'm a boy!" I had snarled at Matthew. Then, I had moved closer to him. My fingers had curled themselves into a fist.

"I know, I know. Take a joke dude!" He laughed again, which got my face to turn red with anger and embarrassment.

"Shut up!" I huffed, letting my fingers fall back into a resting position."Gosh dude! I'm sorry, jeeze." His eyes rolled at me, in which I just groaned at.

"Hey, wanna go meet a bunch of weirdos with tails?" Matthew had grabbed my arm, before I could even reply to his question.

"Yeah, sure." I blinked, before being dragged through floors and walls.

We had stopped abruptly, causing my head to spin. My need to vomit felt necessary, due to the fact my world was on a spinning top.

I was held by the shoulders, by what I assumed was the blurry figure of Matthew."Testing, testing, one two three!" He rose a brow at me, I believed.

Soon my vision came back to being normal. In relief, I had let out a sigh."You can let go," I assured Matthew.

"We could totally stay like this," he begun laughing."No! Let go of me," I wriggled my way out of his grasp.

Apparently, even if you are a ghost, other ghosts can touch you."Aw, you're no fun Pete," whined Matthew childishly.

"Hey Matty, who's the kid?" Called a feminine yet stern voice.

I looked over to what I assumed was a woman, who had more muscles that I ever believed a lady could have. I swear, they were pulsating through her clothes.

Speaking of clothing, I could see she wore an eyepatch on her right eye, like one that a pirate would wear.
Her uncovered eye was a more mossy green colour.

She wore a black, leather jacket that were folded until just above her elbows. Under that jacket, I could see it was a beige tank top, which really showed off her breast.

Her hair was a deep maroon, styled into a messy bun. Her skin was a translucent rouge.

It was too late to realise I was staring at her and wasn't paying attention to whatever they were chatting about.

"I know she's hot but she's off limits, unfortunately!" I heard Matthew laugh loudly, causing me to turn red with embarrassment again.

"N-no! She just looked..." I trailed off, in which said woman had finished for me. "Scary? I know, everyone thinks so at first." She gave me a half hearted smile. It was like staring at a shark that had saved you when you were hurt.

I laughed awkwardly, looking towards the many other ghosts.

"This is Jacks, Dracks, Teresa and you've already met Amber," informed Matthew, pointing to each of them. They all had some sort of look that suggested their personality.

I walked towards one of them, which was a ghost that was tinted with green.

Their skin was like the same as everyone one else's, just a different colour yet translucent. Their skin were a vibrant lime, like the fruit, but translucent.

Their hair was much more of a forest green and was tied into a messy ponytail.

The colour of his eyes were an unnatural, neon red, which looked like he was able to shoot lasers out of them.

They wore a long sleeved, dark green buttoned up shirt, which was covered by a lime, sleeveless vest that was open to reveal the buttons of the shirt. On the end of the both sleeves were cuffs that covered their wrists.

"Hi," greeted the being in front of me."Oh I'm sorry I-"I was cut off. "You stare a lot," their voice was monotone, though they rose a brow with question.

"Don't cut me off!" I had growled at them, folding my arms."Okay," they simply replied.

"Can't you be, expressive?" I had questioned them."Yeah," they answered, ignoring the,'expressive' part I had mentioned."Well, what's your name?" My arms dropped to my sides, as I stared at the ghost, noticing how short they were.

"Dracks." They stared right back at me, but it had seemed they were speaking to someone else, like someone was behind me.

"Okay. Do you have a last name?" I did not want to appear as rude.

"Gray," they had answered again."Okay?" The entire conversation had made me felt uncomfortable and bored.

"I'm a male, and I appear as eighteen." I blinked, surprised he were nearly the same age as me.

"Matthew appears as twenty two." How he said it seemed odd to me."Appears?" I had questioned him.

"Yeah, we're all really old. You're new." He shrugged towards me. Then, he had turned around, and left. The ghost next to him previously, had been giggling, looking at me.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me," I snarled at them.

"I'm not laughing at you silly! I'm laughing at the both of you!" They had laughed, pointing their translucent index finger at me.

"Both of us? You're like a child!" I had groaned at them.

"I'm Jacks! I'm brother of Dracks! I like to chillax and I can't play the sax!" He spoke in rhymes, which also made him look childish. This was what infuriated me, due to the fact it was idiotic!

I chose not to tell him off, since I'm very responsible."So you're his brother? You don't look alike!" The fact that the way they both spoke in a different way and dressed was something that had confused me.

"Yup! We were born at the same time from the same mommy!"

Edited *WINK* #Packs
-BluBellBlue