Chapter 1- The Girl Dressed in Blue and the Boy Who Loved Books

Disclaimer: I do not own the beautiful works of Mystery Ben, sadly. I only own my ideas. And this computer. That is all.

"Class, collect your things and go over to the side of the room. You all are being assigned new seats," My teacher announced, to the dismay of pretty much my whole class.

The entire class erupted into groans and complains, myself included. It was the last period of the day, Algebra Honors. The one thing I liked about my Algebra class was the seating. My assigned desk was in the left corner of the back row, right by the windows. There was also a bookshelf wedged between the side of my desk and the wall, so I was able to rest my arm on it. Plus, since I was in the back corner, away from my teacher's prying eyes, I was called on less and the teacher wasn't able to see the books I was reading under the desk. Sitting in the back row was pure bliss.

And then she took it away from me.

I snatched my tower of textbooks and horror novels off my desk and joined the rest of the class by the right hand side of the classroom. Only then did I realize how many students this class had. Why, you ask? Because everyone kept bumping into me on accident. At least I think it was on accident. We were in a crowded space, and I'm a big dude, so it was very tight. Being 6'3" did not help in this case. I paraded out of the swarm of students and stood in the corner, waiting for my name to be called.

"Lewis Hinsey..?" My teacher called, making my name sound like a question. She motioned to a desk smack in the middle of the room. I sighed. Just where I wanted to be seated, in the center of the room. I miss my corner.

I took a seat in the tiny, navy blue chair provided for me and placed my stack of books on my new desk. I quickly took notice of the poorly scribbled dildo etched into my desk. I sighed, thinking it could only get worse if I was seated next to any of my more... Eccentric classmates. Hopefully I won't be placed by any class clowns. That would attract even more attention to me, on top of my height and being placed in dead center of the classroom.

"Vivian Hart, go ahead and take a seat on the left hand side of Mister Hinsey." I didn't know who my teacher was talking about until a short girl with a cotton candy blue bob slid into the seat next to me. I've seen her around, but I didn't know her on a first name basis. I barely know anyone on a first name basis, despite already being a sophomore.

"Alright class," Mrs. Tiemann announced as she began to go off on her usual class lecture. I stopped listening the second she began talking math and pulled out one of my library books. You may be thinking, how am I even in Algebra Honors if I barely pay attention in class? Well, let's just say I know this crap already. Math comes very easily to me, like all of my other classes. I don't mean to brag, but I'm pretty smart. I excel in math, but that doesn't mean I like it. I'd much rather read my stash of horror novels from the local library.

I love the horror genre. Not so much in movies, but mystery and suspense in books just drives me nuts. I've read a lot of classic horror stories, such as The Shining and Helter Skelter, but I more so enjoy modern stories. Especially ones about ghosts. Demons and other supernatural beings are okay, but there was something about ghosts that really appeals to me.

I opened the book I was currently reading and immersed myself into the imaginary world of Tess McKinney, a young paranormal investigator and the main character of Ghost Whisperer. I enjoyed this novel so far because I found its representation of ghosts interesting. Unlike most books, where ghosts were threatening and vengeful, the ghosts in this book were regular people scared and confused about their passing. I only started it yesterday and I was already halfway done-

Mrs. Tiemann pried the book out of my hands and scolded, her raspy voice crackling, "You may want to pay attention to what I'm saying Mister Hinsey, otherwise you might not receive a passing grade on your project!"

I could feel the heat on my cheeks as I began to blush furiously. "I'm sorry, what project?"

"Class, could someone fill in our careless friend on the project I was just discussing?" By now my entire face was a bright shade of red. Blushing was a terrible habit of mine and it embarrassed me quite a lot.

A fellow student of mine raised his hand and said, "We are doing a partner project where we are given a budget of $2,000 dollars and we are to plan a road trip where the money will be used to pay for gas, food, attractions, and any hotel expenses. We have to work with the people next to us. And it's due in two weeks."

"Sorry for my carelessness, Mrs. Tiemann. I'll remember to pay more attention in class now." I mumbled sheepishly, failing miserably at hiding my reddened cheeks. The teacher glared back at me momentarily, but then she continued talking and I didn't receive a detention. I honestly thought I'd get one, so it was a great relief. My parents would murder me if I got into any disciplinary trouble at school. I recall a time in middle school where I got a detention for tardies and they were practically inches close to pushing me off a cliff when I showed them the pink slip of doom.

I pulled myself out of my thoughts and tried to focus on what my wrinkly, old teacher was saying. "I'm passing out these rubrics on what you need to include in your project. You and your partner won't need to present your project, but daily expense journal should be typed and completed. Now, before I give you the next half hour of class to work, does anyone have questions regarding the project?"

One of the class clowns, who happened to be sitting in my old desk, ceased his chuckling and asked, "Do we actually get money to go on these road trips?"

My teacher sighed and adjusted her coke-bottle glasses. "No Kyle, these are not for actual road trips. This project was merely assigned to teach you how to apply mathematics to the real world." She threw a glare at him and his friends to put an end to their muffled laughter. "Now get to work, these are due in two weeks!"

I turned to my blue haired partner and mumbled, "I'm Lewis. Lewis Hinsey."

"My name's Vivian, but you can call me Vivi," she adjusted her pink-tinted glasses. They seemed to be the only thing she was wearing that wasn't blue. She wore a blue sweater, a blue skirt, blue socks and shoes, a blue scarf, a blue headband, even her eyes were blue! All of the blue was just so overwhelming. "By the way, were you reading Ghost Whisperer?"

I instantly perked up when her question fully processed in my mind. "Yeah, have you ever read it? I'm at the part where Tess is communicating with the ghost children in that old mansion. I'm not finished yet, so don't spoil it for me if you have finished."

"Oh it's such a great book! I love the fantastic character development and how accurate ghost hunting in real life is compared to in the book! It's a shame the teacher caught you reading it.."

"I know.. So anyway, what's up with this road trip project?" I quickly scanned the rubric and glanced back at Vivi. "We basically have to make an expense journal for an imaginary vacation? Seems easy."

"Yeah, it'll be considerably easy with a math genius like you. What destination will we pick though?" Vivi asked, twirling her royal blue scarf.

"Let's go with one of the most haunted locations in the states, like-" I began.

"The Stanley Hotel! In Colorado! It's crazy haunted I heard! Stephen King even based his book, The Shining, off of it!" Vivi explained enthusiastically, practically bouncing up and down. "This project is gonna turn out perfect! With your math skills and my research, our project will surely get an A plus!"

This girl sure as hell had a lot of energy. She reminds me of the time when one of my younger cousins got ahold of a Monster energy drink. Bouncing off the walls, overcome with excitement. It must be fun being her. "Okay, so tonight you'll look up gas prices and I'll get some information on other attractions."

"Sure thing, Lewis!" Vivi flashed a huge smiled as the bell rang. "Well, that marks the end of the day! Bye Lewis!"

To my surprise, she gave me a quick hug and patted my head. I stared at Vivi skeptically as she continued rambling. "Oh your hair is so soft and fluffy! Like a big purple pompadour poof! Well, gotta go. Bye partner!"

I watched in pure awe as the blue clad girl leave the classroom. "What just happened..?" I thought to myself. Either way, I knew these next two weeks were going to be very interesting.

(A/N: So I hopped on the bandwagon and I'm writing a fanfic for the animated music video Ghost by Mystery Skulls! I'm obsessed with everything from the song to the characters, so I have to write this. I'm gonna torture y'all by only posting the first chapter tonight. Sorry xD But I have 5.1 chapters written and I promise to post them all the second I finish the sixth! Until then, I hope you enjoyed this! Please review! Tell me what you think!

PS: Trust me, it'll get interesting quickly.)