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Okay, so writers block happening all up in ma hood! GET OUT OF MA HOOD YOU WRITERS BLOCK YOU!

anyway.... so i'm not sure what this chap gonna be bout, but i wanna make it scary so here it goes... ENJOY! song and pic on side!

 

Benjamin's P.O.V

I was walking the streets. It was cold and i had my hoodie pulled up over my head with my hands in my pockets. I'd left Matt's house not too long ago but now i was regretting it. it was that awkward time of the night where there was absolutely NO ONE about. There was only me and the chilling dead night air to keep my company. So of course my heart beat was racing a million miles an hour. I kept imagining i was being watched, but when i turned around, i was alone.

"All in your mind," i muttered to myself as i walked under a street lamp. The air might have been cold, but it was dry, like all the moisture had been sucked out of it. My breath wasn't even coming out as vapour anymore. I would have called Matt and gotten him to come pick me up, but my phone battery was dead and i didn't have change for a pay phone. Anyway, i was trying to prove to myself that i was brave. That i didn't need Matt protecting me. What was there to be afraid of? So i was seeing some ghost? That or i was now crazy. Maybe both. The ghost had said he wasn't haunting me, i didn't believe it. It was trying to play mind games, to get me to trust it.

God, listen to me. I sound like a raving lunatic on loon tablets. i sighed and then took a deep breath in. I needed to calm down.

"Don't think about it..." i whispered to myself.

"Don't think about what?" a voice asked me. i glanced sideways to see my ghost friend walking beside me, smiling innocently. i jumped ten feet in the air and scooted to the side. The ghost laughed.

"Dude, you scare way to easily," Zain chuckled. I rolled my eyes angrily and trudged on.

"You're not real," i hissed, "You're a figment of my imagination."

"There we go, see i told you you were conceited," Zain laughed, running to catch up with me.

"Go away," i hissed, not looking at him.

"Nah, annoying you is WAY too much fun," Zain chuckled.

"Fine, then answer a few of my question," i growled.

"What questions?" Zain chuckled.

"The questions i'm about to ask you," i frowned.

"How can i answer them if you haven't asked them?"

"Oh shut it."

"If i 'shut it' how can i answer your questions?"

"Ugh, you're no annoying!"

"You expect me to answer your questions when you don't even answer mine!" i stopped on the spot and glared at him.

"Alright smartass, here's a question. Who are you?" i asked angrily.

"Zain!" he shrugged.

"Last name?"

"Secret!" Zain grinned. I glared at him and turned away, cotinuing on my walk.

"What are you?"

"Human!" Zain snickered, appearing beside me and walking next to me.

"Ugh, i mean how come you can appear like this and glow and shit?"

"It's my dream, of course i'm in it," Zain laughed as if it was obvious.

"You're dream?" i gawked at him, stopping on the spot again.

"Yeah, my dream. You know, when you go to bed and you travel off to a non real place and then when you wake up you're back to reality," Zain said, cocking an eyebrow at me like i was an idiot.

"No way you're dreaming, i'm awake walking the street," i spat at him. His jokes were seriously annoying me.

"Dude, then maybe you're the ghost," Zain pointed out.

"No, i'm alive."

"How do you know?" he asked me casually.

"I feel cold. Dead people don't feel."

"But dead bodies are cold!" I was seriously getting mad.

"I have a heart beat, i breath," i snarled.

"So do i," Zain said, crossing his arms over his chest. I had to check. I reached out to grab his arm and feel for a pulse but... my hand just went through thin air. I waved my arms over the space where Zain's body should be and smirked.

"So, not real, i can't feel you," i said to him triumphantly. He looked down at himself and frowned. He ran his hands over his arms and chest.

"But i feel myself," he said, was that a hint of panic i hear? Zain suddenly looked up at me very frightened, tears streaming down his eyes.

"I can't be dead..." he breathed. Suddenly his body shook and darkness began dripping like black blood out of his eye sockets, mouth, nostrils, ears and finger tips. He tilted his head back and began to scream in agonising pain. I took a few steps back, suddenly becoming very afraid. Zain's body began to twist and deform. Then he stopped and looked me dead in the eyes with his plain black ones, the whites of his eyes completely gone. He lifted one hand and pointed a finger at me...

"I'm not dead," he breathed and then there was a flash, a hissing, smoke spiralled around the place and he flickered out, like someone turned off the light. i looked around to see where a projector might be.

"This isn't funny guys, stop joking," i called out, my voice wavering. But there was no reply. i looked around for wires, cabels, smoke machines or anything that would give it away as a hoax.

There was nothing.

I turned on my heel and ran as fast as i could to my house. i didn't bother to try the front door, i knew it wouled be locked, so i jumped over the back fense, fell into the wet grass, crawled to the laundry door and pressed the bottom left corner until i heard the lock click and then i stood and turned the handle and flung myself inside, and kicked the door shut behind me. I raised to my knees and locked the door behind me and slumped against the wall. I huffed and put my hand over my heart, feeling my pulse racing and pumping in my ears.

What the fuck?

Okay, i'll admit, all this shit was actually really getting to me. i pulled my knees to my chest and hugged them, resting my forehead on my knees and sobbed. This just can't be happening...

Matt's P.O.V

My phone was ringing and i groaned, rolling over in my bed to ignore it. But it kept ringing. i sighed and turned, reaching out for my phone and answered it.

"Hello?" i croaked.

"Hey man," Ben said through the other end. He sounded tried and far off, like he had had all the engery drained from his body and barely had the energy to speak.

"Dude, what's wrong?" i asked, panicking and sitting up in my bed. i looked over at my clock, it was 4AM.

"I saw the ghost again, Zain, but it was different. I was out on the street. He said he wasn't dead. Said he was dreaming. Then he freaked out and turned into this..." i heard him begin to sob and i waited patiently for him to speak again. "I think he's telling the truth. I think there's something wrong with me." I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

"Ben, get some sleep man, you sound tired. I'll come over in the morning and talk okay? Unless you need me to come over now?" I hoped me didn't, i was tired, but i would do it if he asked me to because i was awesome and he knew it.

"No, i'll see you in the morning Matt, night," Ben said and hung up. i fell back into bed and put my phone back on my night stand. i rubbed my face with my hands and closed my eyes. My heart went out to the dude, this really must be tough for him. I knew he was handling it better than i would have. After the second night i would have shipped myself off into a mental institiute. Ben was strong. He could get through this... whatever this was.

Something flashed in the corner of my eye and i sat up and looked around my room... nothing. I felt a tingle on the back of my neck and scratched it. I felt something there, but what? I craned my neck to look at it and BAM! I jumped and looked into the middle of the room, hovering over the floor was a young guy glowing green with smoke coming out his feet and this darkness seeping from his body. It looked directly at me and i felt it climb into my body through my eyes and into my soul. I screamed....

Garret's P.O.V

I woke with a start. That was such a strange dream. i rubbed the side of my face with my hand and propped myself up on the side with my elbow. I looked down at Blake who was lying beside me on his stomach fast asleep. There was a crack in the air, like lightning and Blake woke, rising quickly and looking around panicked. We both turned our heads to the middle of the room as a figure appeared, glowing an eeire sea green. Black shone like light out of its limps and smoke clouded the air. It's eyes were completely black and shivers erupted down my spine. It tilted it's head back and yelled in pain.

Benjamin's P.O.V

I woke with a start, that feeling of falling when you kick your leg out to stop you. i sighed and rolled onto my stomach to go back to sleep when something brushed against my shoulder. I flinched, my mind instantly thinking of that image of Zain and i froze, slowly turning my head towards my open room. Lace stood over me, clutching her teddy bear tightly, the hall light streaming through my open bedroom door. I sighed with relief.

"Lace... what's up?" i asked her, turning onto my side to face her.

"I had a really bad dream," she sobbed, wet lines on her cheeks from crying. I scooted back in my bed and lifted the end of my blanket up for her to crawl in. She did happily and snuggled against my bare chest. I put the blanket down and tucked it under her, then leaving my arm around her and laid back down and went back to sleep. God knows i needed it.

The next thing i knew my alarm went off and i threw it across the room, it smashed into my wardrobe door and i heard it shatter on the floor. Oh well, at least the noise has stopped. Lace sneezed and sat up besdie me.

"Yay school!" she cried and hopped out of bed.

"What form of satan are you?" i asked at her sleepily. She poked her tongue out at me and she ducked through the door and down the hall. I groaned and put my pillow over my head.

"Time to get up," Mum said groggily as she passed my bedroom to go to the kitchen.

"Leave me alone," I moaned but she was already gone. I sighed in defeat and rolled out of bed and crawled over to my wardrobe, grabbed my towel and then crawled to the bathroom. i closed the bathroom door with my foot and put my towel on the floor. Then still on my knees and took off my boxers and hopped into the shower and turned up the heat. The warm water washed over me and it felt so good.

Ah, good shower. You know you love washing my naked body all warm and soapy.

i got off my knees and stood properly, making sexy posses as i scrubbed myself with the bar of soap and began singing into it like a mic.

"I've got another confession to make, i'm your fool. Everyone's got their chains to break, holding you. Blah blah blah blah blah blahhhhhhh, or be abused? I don't know the woooooooords. Is someone getting the best the best the best the best of youuuuuuuuu?" i sang into Mister Soap microphone.

KNOCK KNOCK! "Don't take to long Benjamin!" Mum called through the door. I turned my back to her, even though she couldn't see me and burst into another round of the Foo Fighters chorus.

When i was done i got out and toweled myself down and then stood naked in front of the mirror.

Damn, i am ze most sexiest boy ever! I pouted, giving my killer model look and then scruffed up my hair. I got some mousse and tried styling it a few ways before settling on my usual stunning head turning look. I wrapped my towel around my waist and left the steaming bathroom, walking down the hall in slow motion like i was in some shower gel commercial and then went in my room and closed the door behind me. I stared at my wardrobe and waited for today's sexy outfit to come flying out and dress itself on me, when it didn't i sighed and slouched over to it, yanking the door open. I grabbed a black long sleeve V neck sweater and grey skinny jeans and some clean underwear and dressed. I got some clean socks too, i like clean things, and put them on. I lifted my foot up and sniffed at the clean material.

Mmmm pine fresh. Then i looked for my royal blue Chuck Taylors. They were under my bed by the way. Once i was dressed i swaggered out to the kitchen and hopped onto one of the stools as mum passed me a plate of bacon, sausages and pancakes with maple syrup. YUMMO!

I tucked in. OMG THIS IS SO GOOOD! I wasn't sure why i was in such a good mood this morning, maybe it was because i was so sexy? Most likely. Modest too. All i know is i liked it. I took my empty plate to the sink and stopped before i dropped it in. I licked the length of the plate to catch the last of the drips and then tipped it in and went to brush my shiny teeth.

When i was satisfied with my teeth, i sprayed myself with some cologne. YAY!

I skipped to the front door, put my bag over my shoulder and kissed mum on the cheek. She smiled at me and i went off to school, half skipping and humming a song.

I passed the house of the creepy guy, who was out the front like always working on his motorbike. It was coming along nicely. He looked really tired, i could see bags under his eyes under those glasses of his. He looked up at me as i was passing and i was so happy i waved to him.

"Hi," i said cheerily.

"Hey," he replied. Mmm his voice was yummy! I mean EW, he's creepy. But creepy with a yummy voice.

God i was hanging around Blake way too much. I laughed at that thought and the creepy guy frowned at me but smirked with half his mouth a little. He has a really nice smile.

I continued on to school and saw my friends all standing at the entrance with their backs to me. Perfect. I ran at them and jumped on Garret's back.

"SURPRISE!" i cried, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I'd chosen Garret because he was the only one not wearing a back pack.

"Hey man," Matt said grumpily. He looked tired too and drained. What had he been up to all night, wink. Oh wait, i'd called him really late. My bad. Oh well, sucks to be him.

"Hello everyone," i giggled and slid off of Garret. I looked over at Blake, he had bags too. Oh, i know, he'd stayed over at Garret's last night. I looked over to Garret, yep, bags with a capital SLEEP DEPRIVED. I know what they were up to last night.

"Hey," Blake grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"God, what's up with everyone, why are you all so grumpy?" i snickered. They all glared at me.

"We all got a visit from your ghost friend last night," Garret explained in an exhausted voice. I froze...

"Y-you... you w-what?" I stuttered. That's impossible. They must have seen the panic in my eyes because they all shared a few looks before turning back to me.

"We all had this... guy... appear in our rooms last night. He was glowing and had smoke and black eyes and shit. We were all too scared to go back to sleep," Matt explained. "I told them how you'd see your guy before this happened to us, and how he'd gone funny... is that what happened?" I was too scared to speak. My heart was racing. I know, i could hear it in my ears. My hands and knees began to shake and i felt the blood draining from my face. Until now i'd completely forgotten about seeing that last night. Great... good mood gone.

So i nodded once to Matt. He sighed and looked at the other too. I was still starring off into the distance, my eyes glazed over. I reminded myself of a deer in car headlights. Blake rushed forward and wrapped his arms around my waist, burring his head into my chest.

"I'm so sorry B. I didn't realise how bad it must be for you seeing that every night," Blake sobbed. The sound of his tears racked me back to the present and i patted his back absently.

"It wasn't like that before. He looked... normal, before last night. But when i was walking home he appeared and we got into an argument about who was real and... he freaked," i gulped. Blake hugged me tighter.

"You're real, obviously," Blake said indignantly. I actually laughed at that.

"That's why he freaked. I couldn't touch him, he was like thin air. He panicked," i whispered.

"i would panic too if i thought i was alive and real and someone showed me i wasn't," Garret said thoughtfully. I glared at him and he shrugged innocently.

The siren went.

"We'll talk about this again at lunch," Matt said and jogged off.

"See ya Benny, come on Blake," Garret said, tugging on Blake's shirt. Blake squeazed me one last time and then pulled away.

"Bye B," he said and blew me a kiss.

"Cya Bud," i smiled to him as he disappeared.

~

I got out of my last class and headed off to 'The Tree' me and the guys usually sat under for lunch. They were already there waiting for me. 'The Tree' was massive. The biggest tree on school grounds, which was saying something because it was proably the only tree on school grounds. there were a few little ones, newly planted ones, around the barriers. But this one sat in the corner of the oval just off to the side. Garret was leaning with his back against the tree, Blake was sitting between his legs with his arms wrapped around Garret's knees. Mat was laying down to the side, his head resting on a big root that was sticking out of the ground with his sunglasses over his eyes and his ankles crossed. I sat down in front of them and crossed my legs, leaning back on my hands.

"Sup," i said to them, nodding to Garret and winking to Blake. Matt kicked me with his foot.

"What about me, don't i get a suggestive nod or wink?" Matt asked sourly. I laughed and grabbed his foot, yanking it so he slid along the ground, his head falling from the root and hitting the ground.

"Ow!" he cried, sitting up and rubbing the back of his neck. He leaned forward and slapped me across the back of my head. I poked my tongue out at him. I'd just come out of Drama class, which had put me in a pretty good mood because i loved acting and preforming, it was my muse, and the class always laughed at me jokes and funny tricks. But the image of the ghost was still looming in the back of my mind. Matt lunged forward and tackled me, pinning me down and running his fingers over me, tickling me.

"Stop it boys, you're turning me on," came an overly flirty female voice. Matt and i stopped wrestling to see Jennie standing over us, looking down and smiling, batting her eyelashes. I groaned inwardly and shoved Matt off of me.

"What do you want Jennie?" i asked, sitting up and brushing myself off. Matt went back to snoozing and Blake and Garret were having a... moment. They were rubbing noses and looking into each others eyes, smiling. Oblivious to the rest of the world. Jealousy flanned through me. I wanted that for myself.

"That's not very nice," Jennie pouted, putting her hands on her hips and bending forward so her massive melons could be seen even more through her halfway down unbuttoned white shirt with a black bra beneath it, nothiing else. Her denim mini shirt was WAYYYYY too short, i could practically see her bagina... yuck yuck YUCK with a capital NO WAY IN HELL YOU SATAN INPERSONATOR!

"I'm not a nice person, the sooner you realise that and leave me the F alone the better," i glared up at her. She pouted, her over glossed lips forming a thin line, then she shook her shoulders, flung her hair back over her shoulder and smiled.

"Don't worry, i forgive you. Me and a few friends are going bowling tonight, you guys should come," she giggled, her lips percing for the word 'come' making it sound extra long and meaningful. EEWWWWWWWWW! I mean sure yum, if it was a GUY, but this... thing, was obviously not, so EEWWWWWWWWW!

"Sorry, no can do," i said to Jennie.

She stamped her foot like a child, "Why not?"

"Because anything is better than hanging with you?" i offered, smirking evily. Jennie huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and pushing her boobs up and out.

"Oh come on, for once in your life do something for someone aside from youself," she said, smiling half heartedly, trying to seduce me. Not gonna work woman, you got all the wrong important bits.

"Sorry, i'm selfish, so no," i snapped at her, really getting annoyed.

"Ugh," she cringed, "Whatever." Then Jennie turned on her heels, stilettos i think, and stalked off to her posse. Good riddence to bad rubbish i say.

"Harsh man," Matt chuckled. I slapped his leg.

"You go bowling with her then," i dared him.

He scoffed, "No thanks."

"Yeah, that's what i thought," i poked my tongue out at him.

~

None of us actually talked about the ghost during lunch. Which i was glad of.

Now i was lying in my bed, the lights off, the hallways light creeping under the door. Everyone else was asleep and in bed. I was, like usual, the only one awake. i shivered and pulled my blanket up to my chin and closed my eyes. Go to sleep Benjamin, just go to sleep.

A tingling cold sensation crept up my leg, to my waist and then up my spine. I gulped and tried to ignore the goosebumps i was now feeling. I was sweating too. Cold sweat that made my boxers stick to my awkwardly. Smoke began to creep under my bedroom door and fill the room, taking over the light. That was just defying the laws of phyics, darkness never covers the light, the light always takes over dark. When you open the door from a light room into a dark room, the dark room doesn't make the light room darker, the light room makes the dark room lighter... if that made sense. The smoke was making the little light left from the door gap turn a pale green blue. I closed my eyes. It's not real, it's not real. It can't hurt me, it can't touch me. I proved i couldn't touch him.

"Don't pretend to sleep," a voice said very VERY close to me. His voice. He sounded... sad? I opened one eye slowly, just a peek. Zain was straddling me, hovering over my head and looking at my face. He smirked when i looked at him.

"So..." he said, biting his lower lip and sitting back. He was sitting over me, as if he was solid and actually there, but i couldn't feel him.

"So how come you keep showing up?" i asked him. I had a few other questions on my mind but i didn't ask in case... in case last night repeated.

"I'm not sure. You're the only... lively one i've seen in a while," Zain said thoughtfully, then chuckled. Wow he was actually really cute. He leaned forward, putting his arms out, hands either side of my head, and leaned over me again grinning.

"The only lively one?" i raised an eyebrow at him. OMG PLEASE DON'T TURN INTO A MONSTER AND EAT ME!

"Yeah, everyone else is my dreams are always asleep..." Zain frowned. "Unless i have a nightmare, then people wake up and scream at me. Or try and hit me with their cars. Or throw things at me. Which is weird." Zain was still frowning and looking away as he spoke. But then his eyes fell on mine and he smiled.

"So you think you're asleep and dreaming?" i asked him. What can i say, curiosity killed the cat, and i am one damn fine sexy kitty cat.

"I am asleep Benji. I woke up after my nightmare yesterday, i did my usualy routine, i went to school, i watched you secretly, i went home, i did my homework, then i had dinner and went to bed. Now i'm here again," Zain said.

"You watch me secretly?" i smirked. Of course he did, who didn't.

"I can't help that you're hot!" Zain chuckled in a 'duh' kind of way.

"Why don't i know you?" i asked him.

"Because your conceited, like i've said. I hate you when i'm awake. You're so self obsessed and ignorant of other people because you think you're so hot. And you are. But this is my dream, so i can do as i like," Zain smirked again. I blinked at him.

"I'm not ignorant and conceited," it was my turn to frown now.

"Yes you are. I guess if i was that good looking i would be too. So i forgive you, but only in my dreams," Zain chuckled.

"But you're pretty cute to, i would have noticed you," i pondered. I flicked through the many faces at my school, trying to match him with someone. I came up blank. Matt and i had checked the records anyway. There was no one at my school called Zain. I needed a last name.

I sat up, leaning right through Zain and then froze. Oh no, was he going to freak? Instead he pulled out of me and crouched on the back of his heels. Hehehe that sounded worse than it really was.

"You think i'm cute?" Zain smiled, leaning in close so his face was right in front of mine. i rolled my eyes, now who was the conceited one? Not me. I nodded to him anyway.

"Pity only the dream you thinks that," Zain pouted. If he was real i would have been able to feel his breath on my face right now. I suddenly got the urge to kiss him. Wait, he's potencially dead or a figment of my imagination.

I wanted to say i wasn't a dream, i was real. But i feared for my life so i decided to go with it. I got an idea.

"How do you know only the dream me thinks so? How do you know i don't think so in real life?" i offered curiously, hoping he'd take the bait.

"Even if you did... i'd be too shy to ask," Zain shook his head.

"Maybe you could confess in a letter?" i said, mentally laughing at the idea.

"Actually, that's not a bad idea," Zain put a finger to his lips to think. I wanted to put something else to his lips. OH GOD! Stop that!

"Okay, do it, tomorrow. I'll look forward to it," i said, hoping he'd get the message and go so i could be left in private to sleep.

"Maybe..." Zain smirked and then winked at me. He lent forward so lips would have touched mine had he been real and then he jumped back, standing on my bed. I didn't have time to be shocked about the kiss i didn't even feel because he suddenly became very scary. His skin began to glow and his hair whirled around his head without any wind. The smoke was back, and it was now choking me. I was couching and spluttering, gasping for air. I begged Zain with my eyes to stop but he just raised both his arms slowly, he titled his head back and it shook back and forth, blurring and splitting. My heart was pounding so fast, trying the pump the little air i had in my lungs. Just as the edges of my vision began to fade away Zain flickered away like someone had turned off a switch again.The smoke left with him and i collapsed back onto my bed gasping for air, trying desperately to fill them. I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

Holy fuck, this was going to actually kill me one day.

This chapter is dedicated to Mikayla <3 I loves her just like all my lovely fans but more because she actually tells me what she thinks of my story :P EHHHHH

You, you sitting or standing or whatever reading this, we could be together *gasps dramatically, throwing hand over forehead like a heroine* All.... you have to do.... is vote and comment! dun dun duuuuuuunnnnnnn!!!! XD Pic of Benjamin on side >>>> song from his shower too! eh eh eh *flicks back to top to where he's nakes in the shower and pervs* hehehe i mean WHAT?

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