"in which four friends whose dreams
were cut short after a hotdog accident,
have the opportunity that'll not only change
their lives but, the life of one special girl."
reggie fem!oc
julie and the phantoms
season one
published: september 14th, 20...
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AMANDA
"Okay, as much as I'm for messing with Julie, we shouldn't be in here. A girl's room is her private and safe place," Amanda admitted, leaning against Julie's vanity, watching as her brother attempted to pick up the picture sitting on the vanity, only to fail.
"If it's so "safe", why isn't it ghost proof?" Luke asked, raising a brow at the female phantom.
"I still can't believe that I died with you morons," she muttered, shaking her head, as the guitarist went back to staring intensely at the small decorative box sitting on a shelf.
"Gotcha!" Reggie shouted, lifting the girl up from behind, before poofing the both of them over to Julie's bed. He gave her a mischievous smile before proceeding to tickle the blonde.
"Reggie, let go of me!" she squealed, trying to roll away from the bassist only to fail.
"Stop tickling me or I'll bite you!" Amanda threatened, unable to keep a serious face due to how much she was laughing.
"Hey, we'd appreciate if you two didn't flirt while we're in the room, thanks," Alex teased, causing Reggie to cease his tickling. Sitting up, Amanda stuck her tongue out at her brother, who playfully rolled his eyes. Falling back onto the bed, Amanda turned to her side to find Reggie smiling at her, which caused her heart to skip a beat.
"I think that this is the first time since the whole being dead thing, that I've seen you so relaxed," Reggie began.
"Yeah, my minds been running everywhere since we've been back, so I'm just trying to cope," Amanda admitted, messing around with one of the few bracelets on her arm. The tall brunet knew that something was wrong with her. The keyboardist had a habit of messing with things in her hands meaning she was either anxious, nervous, or if she was hiding something. Gently grabbing her wrist, she directed her pale green eyes towards him, cheeks tinted pink.
"You know I'm here if you wanna talk. Just because things are kinda awkward between us doesn't mean we're not friends," he offered.
"Thanks," she thanked, smiling at him, only to have his cheeks turn a slight red. The two were interrupted upon hearing the sound of footsteps stomping up the stairs, Julie entering her room. She stopped at the doorway, enraged at seeing the four phantoms messing her room up.
"What are you guys doing in my room?" Julie asked, storming in. The phantoms all looked at each other, trying to come up with an excuse. Amanda poofed away from the bassist, standing at the foot of the bed.
"We were looking for the kitchen?" Luke unsurely answered.
"This—This can't happen. It's creepy," Julie states, glaring at the group.
"Get off my bed, please," she sighs, as Reggie scrambled to get off the bed, taking a seat on the large chest at the foot of the bed.
"Hey, Julie, what's in the box?" Luke asked, pointing to the miniature box that sat on the sweater banshee's shelf.
