CasperAin'tAlwaysFriendly-Ezra-

[tally merlough]

"It's the one and only Boogie Man
He creeps, he hides, he sneaks, he slides
If you little feetsies are hanging off the edge of the bed
You're running on stumps motherfucker!!!"
Well, moonlight fills the room that you sleep in
Things go bump in the night, me creeping
Ouch! Fuck! I stubbed my toe
If you'd just quit leaving your shit all over the fucking floor
Fuck it, you're dead anyway
And I'm gonna leave your head smack dab in the hallway
In the morning, when your daddy walks out
AAAAHHH!!! His foots in your mouth, thanks to the Boogie Man

The words escaped the small girls mouth she lay there, staring at the white slanting ceiling. The words echoed back to her, hitting the empty walls, making her smile. She enjoyed coming here, to the pool, mostly because it was almost always empty, I mean face it, who wants to swim when its snowing outside ? Tally didn’t see anything wrong with it though. It was an inside pool, so there was no cold air, in fact it was rather warm in the large room. “You know, those weren’t very nice words,” the squeaky voice came from beside her, but she didn’t bother looking over. She knew who it was, just by the voice, damn annoying voice. “So Lucy, what are some nice words,” she asked sarcastically to the ghost that sat a few feet away. “I don’t know. I suppose maybe words like love and kindness. Now those are nice words. Maybe you’d make more friends if you spoke like a young girl should, and not like a trucker.” Yeah right, the last thing Tally needed was a ghost lecturing her on how to make friends. “Ya know Lucy, there a reason your dead.” She said, stating the obvious. Lucy simply stuck her nose acting like she hadn't hears Tally's comment.

Lucy had been a new ghost that Tally had found when she arrived at Winterthorne, and every since, she couldn’t seem to loose her. She was a pretty girl, maybe a year or two older than Tally, but man was she annoying, with her lectures on how Tally was a bad person. Lucy had also told tally her entire life story, making her sit through the entire thing, and apparently Lucy had died at Winterthorne over 20 years ago, which didn’t surprise her, I mean the girl was dressed in a knee length plaid skirt and button up shirt. Tally looked over at the ghost, with her transparent body, blood splattered clothes and almost white eyes. “Can’t you go haunt some else ?” She asked sighing. “Well I could, but it’s no fun. I mean you I can talk to, everyone else, well they don’t hear me.” Jesus this was going nowhere. Tally had her towel wrapped around her small body, concealing her bathing suit and rather large tattoo. Probably readin Taly's mind Lucy asked "So, you still have that horrid thing seared onto your body ?" Sounding more like a mom than a teenage ghost. "Yes Lucy, it's permanent, meaning it doesn't go away over night." She said sarcastically, deciding to ignore what ever else the ghost had to say.

[ezra hart]

Hey, Lord. It’s Ezra again. Just checking up, making sure you didn’t go insane or something. I would if I were you. Making a fucking universe in...what was it, like, six days? And one day off. I’d be like, fuck that, I’m going to seven-eleven. Text me. Plus, you’re all alone up there...or are you? Didn’t go to Sunday school—wouldn’t know if you have holy-buddies. So. If you don’t, hey, how’s it going. Oh, shit. If you can hear me, then I’m pretty sure there are billions of other people trying to talk to you. Lord! How do you do that?! I’d just be like “YES” to everyone. Even though that would make a pretty screwed up world. Unless you can’t hear me, and I’m wasting my time. Which would suck. So you better be there, because we both know that therapy doesn’t suit me.

Ezra looked up and found himself staring at a large, white pillar-thing. It read “swimming pool”. So, walking through the courtyard and pretending to talk to Go—er, the Lord—was not the greatest idea in the world. He found himself at the edge of the indoor pool, staring up at the entrance in awe. How could you possibly use that much white in a building’s color scheme and get away with it without blinding the faculty and staff as they went to use it? A shiver went down his spine. He hated water. He hadn’t been swimming since he was six years old, and he didn’t plan on going swimming ever again. But he’d never been inside the swimming pool at Winterthorne, and damn his curiosity, but he was going inside. If he went into shock with no one around for miles—or, at least, in the courtyard—then it was his own fault. At least he’d had that nice little chat with the G-man, if he was actually there, and he’d had a semi-good word put in for him, despite the fact that he was a demon. And an ass. Details, details.

With a sigh, he ran his slender, ring-clad fingers through his hair and pushed open the door (which, coincidentally, had white knobs). His footsteps echoed through the also white halls as he passed by locker after locker, shower after shower. He was considering just staying in the locker rooms—they were technically inside the building, so he had filled his need for “adventure”, right?—but he stopped when he heard the voices. Well, voice. Ezra had originally thought there were more voices than just one, but he slowly realized it was a person arguing with...someone? No one? Peering around the corner, he spotted a girl with a towel wrapped around her body, lying down. Sliding his hands into his pockets, he strolled into the pool area—trying to ignore the large body of water near him—and asked, cocking an eyebrow, “You okay there?”

[tally merlough]

"You know. I don't think god would like it if he knew you had such a crude, and permanent mark on your body. Though I doubt someone like you would care what the lord though, huh ?" Lucy spoke with her nose held high, like she was just hot shit. Tally couldn't help but put that 'ohnoyoudidin't' look on her face. She had planned on ignoring the stupid being next to her, but obviously that plan was failing, because Lucy's last comment had really pissed her off. "Wait a second, what the hell do you mean by 'someone like you' ?!" She asked mimicking Lucy's tone, knowing it would aggravate her. "Well, I just mean, someone like you might not be to close with the lord." There was a slight grin on the ghost face, like she was trying to hide it or something. This was obviously amusing the dead beauty, making tally mad. "UGH ! Just because you died early, and didn't get to finish your teenage life does not mean you have to ruin mine !!!" It all came out somewhere in between a yell and a growl, but Lucy just looked at Tally out of the corner of her eye.

Her breath caught in her throat when she heard the footsteps. Whoever it was probably just heard her yelling at Lucy, er, well yelling a herself considering Lucy was a ghost and no one could see her. "Shit," she mumbled, barely audible. you okey there?. She slowly turned her head, wanting to crawl under a rock and die. God how much more embarrassing could this get, I mean seriously, I mean whoever it was just heard her talking to a person who to them want even there. When she saw who it was, she let out a small squeal; now she really wanted to die. She couldn't seem to get words to exit her mouth. For a minute she just sat there, with a 'omagawdkillme' expression. "Um, I, uh, I'm, f-fine," thank god something came out. Lucy appeared in front of her; her translucent body slightly hiding Ezra. "Uhoo. Somebodies got a crush," the ghost mocked. "Do not !" She replied automatically regretting it. She was mentally kicking her self at the moment, wishing she could just jump in the pool and drowned herself, which she could, but that would be pointless. She simply stood there with a mental 'kick me' sign on her forehead.