"Bye girls, have a good time!" My mom called to us, smiling as she drove off and left me and Trish standing with out suitcases. We waved them off, Trish jumping up and down in excitement.
"Bye mom, ill call you later!" I yelled to her. It was summer vacation, and usually I would be at home writing songs and looking after my baby brother, but this year my best friend, Trish, forced me to go to a camp called the 'Ghost Hunters Camp'. Ugh. I have never believed in ghosts. Never have, never will. I think they're just a scam to scare people on Halloween and dress up like them. What kind of stupid person would believe on someone's soul coming out of their body and haunting others? Apparently my best friend does.
"Come on, Als, lets go." Trish began pulling me along the path, grabbing my suitcase before she could and I stumbled after her. I had to admit, this place was pretty awesome. A huge glass dome for the main gathering area, and lots of cottages surrounding it. I smiled at the view and hurriedly ran down the hill with Trish towards the entrance. It only took about 10 minutes to get there, and we rushed in to see the place packed with kids and some adults. I guessed they were the mentors. We approached the front desk and stood waiting for someone to appear. The desk window opened and there stood a young boy, tanned skin, brown hair parted to the side and deep dark brown eyes. I gaped. Why was someone so young working here?
"Hello, welcome to Ghost Hunters Camp!" He said unenthusiastically. I smiled at him and he looked at me with a chuckle.
"Long shift at work, huh?" I said as Trish grabbed the leaflet and got her number for the group.
"Yeah." The boy sighed and handed me the keys for our cottage. "Cottage 10." He said with a smile. I nodded and thanked him. "Oh, I'm Dallas by the way." He said before I walked away.
"Ally." I said simply, shaking his hand with a giggle. He had the softest hands, I swear. As I touched him I heard a breath touch my ear, and I started to shiver.
Don't leave me, Ally.
I turned around, but no-one was there. What just happened? I swear I heard someone whisper in my ear. I bet I was getting pranked. With a long sigh, I said goodbye to Dallas and walked over to Trish who was looking for our group. There were many kids in a circle, and one or two adults in between them. There was a post above each circle with a number.
"What number are we?" I asked her and she looked at the ticket.
"6." She said and looked up. I looked around and after a few heartbeats I spotted it. I grabbed Trish's wrist and pulled her towards the circle that was labelled 6. When we reached it, the mentor stood up to us and looked at his clipboard.
"Trish De La Rosa and Ally Dawson?" He asked and we nodded with a smile. "Come sit down with us!" He exclaimed, pointing to the seats next to the other kids. There were two others, one with ginger hair and one with dirty blonde. We sat down in between them and they smiled at us. They looked the same age as us at least. "How about you introduce yourself?" He said, motioning for the ginger guy to start.
"I'm Dez and I'm 17 years old." He said with a smile, then it went to Trish.
"I'm Trish, and I'm 16 years old."
"I'm Cassidy and I'm 15 years old."
Then it was my turn. I smiled at them all and then spoke. "I'm Ally Dawson and I'm 16 years old."
Perfect.
I froze as the same voice whispered into my ear. I whipped around, but yet again no-one was around me. Why does this keep happening? Is it a...No Ally, don't be ridiculous.
"Ally, are you okay?" I realised that I had been staring into space while I was deep on thought.
"Fine." I said with a smile to my new mentor.
"Alright, now my name is Mr. Houston, and ill be your mentor for this summer. Now, each group gets a ghost that recently died and we have been researching, and it is that groups' job to hunt it down." The group started to get excited and reached into his bag and pulled out a folder. In the folder he pulled out a picture frame and handed it to me to pass around. I took it and looked at it to see a young handsome blonde haired boy with a grin on his face. He had beautiful hazel eyes, and I was quite in shock at first, but then I passed it around.
"This is Mr Austin Moon. He was 17 when he died and that was about 6 months ago. He used to be an Internet sensation in music, and his parents were Mike and Mimi Moon." He finished and everyone was finished looking.
"Wow, he's hot." Cassidy laughed and everyone giggled softly.
"Okay, I will give you all his profile, one for each, and you can go to your cottages to get rest for tomorrow." He handed out the profiles and them we all stood up and Trish grabbed out keys and led me to our cottage.
"Wow, look at this place." Trish said with a smile. I nodded and carried on walking. When we got to the cottage, I felt a brush of air on my neck, and a soft voice whisper into my ear before I walked in, leaving me frozen.
Allyyyy.