The bell rang. I quickly jammed my books and pencils into my bag and got ready to go out.

“Well you seem to be in a hurry?”

I looked towards the direction of the voice to see my friend Sara. She had long blonde hair which was parted to the side and tied up into a French braid. Her fiery orange eyes radiated an aura of a fierce lion. Her height was pretty average, but her face and her slim sexy body more than makes up for it. Honestly I’m quite jealous, though I would rather keep my height thank you very much.

Every boy in the room began whispering.

"There they are the schools idols"

"I wish one of them is my girlfriend"

"you idiot, if Tyler hears that your screwed"

"But Sara's still single you know"

The girls on the other hand had mixed feelings about the two. Many complimenting them, while some were just too jealous. Honestly, they need to get out more. Without minding my surrounding, I replied to her.

“Yea, I had planned with Tyler’s family to distract him for a bit. They should be done preparing in an hour or so.”

I smiled as I stuffed a huge folder into my bag. She grinned, staring at me as if I was a toy for her to abuse.

“ohh… well then make sure you don’t bring him to another hotel or something. That'll take a long time for you to get back you know.” 

As she dropped the bomb, she nonchalantly spanked me in the rear and walked out of the room with a huge grin on her face. I stood their dumbfounded at both her action and her words. How did she know? I tried to skim through my memories, but all I remember was the embarrassment I felt as I gave myself to Tyler. Blushing, I regained myself and yelled after her

“VIRGIN”

Several heads turn towards me. Even a teacher scowled but this was something they honestly couldn’t control. When it comes to talking, I can be quite vulgar when I’m annoyed. Other students may be reprimanded but being an all A’s student with a good academic position does have its perks. I heard a crash down the hall, with several curses but I didn’t care. I joyously ran the opposite direction. I barely heard the words ‘I'M GETTING YOU FOR THIS!’ from an oddly high pitched voice.

Zigzagging through the crowd, I began to make my way to the exit. Students were flocking to their homes, excited that it was now Christmas break. Even the city was beginning to enter a festive mood. Lights began to dazzle the sky with colors of the spectrum, hovercraft billboards  zoomed past the highways advertising Christmas presents. Even the buildings were being decorated with god knows what.

Quickly taking a shortcut through the main lobby, I burst from the doors and was greeted with the cold air. Tiny snowflakes surrounded me, tickling the very tip of my nice. It still wasn't a full blown winter storm but it's getting there. I dashed towards the exit but then I spotted my target underneath a tree filled with angels and Christmas knacks..

“Tyler… Hey Tyler!!!!”

He didn’t seem to be a wake. Carefully, I crept up towards him, making sure that he doesn’t wake up. From up close I could finally see his face. He had dark brown hair, a smooth tan skin and a beautiful androgynous face. I swear, if he had longer hair, people would probably mistake him for a girl. His hair is cut short though, so he looks like a guy with good sharp features. It has been several months since we’ve gone out. As far as that’s concerned though, I merely blushed at the thought of making several blunders with him fixing it for me in the end. Well, I might as well see if I can turn the tables for once. With a devilish smile, I slowly caressed his chest and whispered,

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'Tlyer dear.... wake up....'

He moaned for a bit, his face seemingly red. Oh, Wonder what he's dreaming about. With a loud clap, I screamed into his ear,

“TYLER WAKE UP!!!!!!!!”

He instantly jumped at the sound of my voice, hitting the back of his head to the tree behind him. Several ornaments began to fall on him, and the glitters made him look like that guy from that one vampire movie.

“GOD DAMMIT RENA. Did you have to wake me up like that?”

He began to rub the small lump that formed on his head with a pouting face. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I tried to control myself, but the laughter just flowed out from me. He looked at me unamused.

“It’s not good to laugh at others pain you know.”

He softly flicked my forehead and smiled rubbing the glitter from his body. Touching the spot he hit me I repented.

“Sorry, it’s just that I’ve never seen you like that before. You looked so silly.”

I quickly took his hand and began to lead him towards the exit. From their, I had the sole job of keeping him preoccupied before going home. Since he's easily distracted, I honestly think that this will be a piece of cake. We went to the shopping district which was very packed with people. In front of the stores, Christmas trees with presents were shown to the people. Even people wearing Santa outfits could be seen, though some of them were female Santas' with short skirts and very seductive clothing.

"you should wear one of those" Tyler instantly says out of nowhere with gleaming eyes.

"No way, people would think I was a slut... but if I only show you I guess it'll be fine" I ended whispering.

Tilting his head in confusion, Tyler looked at me.

"What?"

"Oh nothing"

Changing the topic, we were now walking back to his house. Of course I forced him to take a scenic route by pushing him towards the park. The trees that surrounded us were decorated with Christmas lights. Our path was so bright, you would have thought Santa was living here. Not that I know though. As we walk, we recounted our day to one another. He was usually separated from me at school, but since we were close neighbors we can always enjoy a good talk.

“Hey did you hear the rumor about one of our rooms being haunted” he suddenly explained with a sadistic smile.

“wh-wh-what d-d-d-do you me-mean ha-ha-unt-e-e-d?”

I asked him quivering slightly. He knows I’m deftly afraid of the supernatural. Why did my boyfriend have to be so mischievously sadistic?

“Well, first off you need to have certain requirements since the ghost apparently has its taste. One of them is that you need to be a girl of 17 years of age.”

I shivered slightly. Hey, hey, hey why is it so specific? Furthermore it’s my age.

“Then you need to have blue eyes with dark silky hair.”

I don’t know about the silky part, but my hair is dark. Also I have blue eyes. What the fuck? I began to shiver as an ominous air began to engulf me.

“What happens if you have those requirements” I asked fearfully?

I turned around only to see that I was holding hands with a gargoyle faced man. Its face was twisted, and its bloodshot eyes stared deeply into my very being. A few second passed before my brain registered what was happening. Needless to say, I screamed...

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