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GHOSTEEN (When a ghost fall in love with a human) Ghost girl Shalim P.o.v. "Arggh! What the heck!" I groaned out of frustration when the rain became heavier. It's late already...Everywhere is pitch dark. "Fuck you Ophelia!" I shouted,thunder clasps in response. Ophelia is the god of rain "I thought ghost don't feel cold,hun?",I muttered running under a rain shield. After some hours 'Damn!I can't believe i'm stuck here because of this rain" I yelled angrily using my fist to hit the wall.I sat down impatiently waiting for the rain to stop as morning came creeping in. * *

Chapter 1 Mr.handsome ruin the show.

GHOSTEEN

(When a ghost fall in love with

a human)

Episode 1

Ghost girl

Shalim P.o.v.

"Arggh! What the heck!" I groaned out of frustration when the

rain became heavier.

It's late already...Everywhere is pitch dark.

"Fuck you Ophelia!" I shouted,thunder clasps in response.

Ophelia is the god of rain

"I thought ghost don't feel cold,hun?",I muttered running under

a rain shield.

After some hours

'Damn!I can't believe i'm stuck here because of this rain" I

yelled angrily using my fist to hit the wall.I sat down

impatiently waiting for the rain to stop as morning came

creeping in.

*

*

Ethan p.o.v.

"Are you for real?",I asked mum in annoyance.

" Sweetie,try and understand me also,the car got a lot of

damages and it taking a week to get repaired ",mum

emphasized but am not moved.

" You gat to be kidding mum!Are you tryna say I would be

trekking to school today?",I asked in disbelieve.

"Yea,and that why I woke you pretty early so you can get to

school on time",Mum explained further.

"In this cold? And you knew the rain just stopped few minute

ago...I mean the fog and the ground would be damned

slippery", I said looking straight deep into her eyes.

" Ethan!Can't you be understanding for a moment? Must you

be this rude and arrogant "she yelled getting teary already.

That's it! My weakest point!Tears! I hate seeing tears from

females especially my mum's own,she shed enough on the

day she birthed me.

" Okay mum!Make sure it doesn't exceed next week ",I said

sternly.

" Sure!Bye Be careful of your friends "she said sarcastically

and I understand.

" Mum!"I said playfully making her smile showing her pretty

dimples.

Mum got the best dimples ever!

I waved at her and she waved back...I quickly walk out of the

house before I get late.

Mum knows I detest those ghosts especially the female ones...

Too ugly and damned problematic.

They made life a living hell for me when I was young and

scared because I can see,touch any even talk to them.

"Such a freaking,life sucking gift"I muttered walking down the

street and clutching my bag well.

The fog is still very thick making everywhere unclear. I took my

headphone, placed it on my head while humming my favourite

song.

I love singing

Ghost Girl (Shalim) p.o.v.

" At last!Ophelia stopped the rain "I shouted happily not after

stretching my arms well.

I walked down the street feeling afresh while many thought

niggled my mind.

Am a freaky crazy ghost living life uselessly, and not knowing

are single detail about myself not even my name... All Ghost

here on earth knows everything about themselves even how

they died.Why is my different??

I'm called " Shalim" It is the general name for earthly ghosts.

I am too, I trailed off in my thought when I saw what I have

never seen in my years of wandering... An over-handsome guy.

Is this human?His can he be so much gifted with beauty...His

sharp pointed nose, glistening blue eyes and OMG! Pink lips...I

suddenly wish am a human so I could kiss those lips.

I jerked out of my thought when he passed by me.

"Hey! Are you blind?" I yelled after him forgetting am a ghost.

He looks so perfect in his uniform

"Ohh! he can't see me,how do I keep forgetting am a ghost!" I

muttered painfully.

"Hm"I smiled mischievously.

Have been bored lately, Why can't I have fun with

Mr.handsome.

It gonna be fun!

If you don't know am a crazy, playful and stubborn ghost

maybe that why am not yet received by either heaven or hell

I moved closer to him in a swift I took hold of his bag,drag

it and it fell off almost immediately.

Mr.handsome looked around in disgust,shaked his head

wanting to pick his bag.

I'm still not yet satisfied...

I kicked the bag away and bag went rolling.

" Waw!This bag should be used as a ball"I said in between

laughs.

"What the fuck!" Mr.handsome yelled angrily picking his bag up

from the wet ground,walking further.

"Omg!Mr handsome speaks naughty like me!" I shouted happily

like I just won a lottery.

Ohh!it more fun making humans look like a fool.

I'm loving this already

To make it more fun I jumped out to his height and scattered

his neatly arranged hair roughly.

"Hahaha!!He looks more like a mad man" I said laughing hard.

"Mr handsome will really be good for a clown"I said giggling

waiting for his reaction but to my utmost surprise he arranged

it back like he expected that to happen.

"Hun?Looks weird", I said looking shocked as I stared at him

walk away like nothing happened.

" WTF!"

A normal human will look around,gets scared and some would

even run for their lives making it looks more fun but

Mr.handsome ruin the show.

"Fun killer!" I muttered pouting my mouth.

I thought it would be super fun

To be continued..

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