It's a pleasant afternoon at Todayland High when the sophomores and seniors are in the cafeteria for lunch. Some students grab their meals and place them on their anti-gravity lunch trays. Others are seated at the lunch tables. As Morgan said the other day, everyone is seated by the categorized cliques she arranged herself; stick bugs, wannabes, amazons, drama queens, basket cases, and royals.


Meanwhile, outside the school building, Magena and Wilbur are sitting under a tree (K.I.S.S.I.N.G! Tee hee, just kidding). They're having lunch together while talking about random things. Wilbur wears a black leather jacket with a greyish-blue shirt underneath. He also wears denim jeans supported by a brown belt and black converse. Magena still wears her ring necklace and black makeup along with a grey crop top with an Artificial Peace logo on it. She also fashions black pants with buckled belts around the legs, a redshirt tied around her waist, and dark grey combat boots. Finally, she has a few bracelets on her wrists.

Wilbur brought lunch he got from the cafeteria before coming outside. It consists of frozen lasagna, corn bits, asparagus, and a carton of grape juice. Magena brought her own lunch, which is a chicken shawarma and a thermos filled with type B positive. She takes a drink and savors it, making Wilbur lose his appetite.

"You really need to drink blood," asks Wilbur?

"Only if I want to keep being alive, so to speak," calmly retorts Magena. "I am half vampire."

"But the sun isn't a problem for you?"

"Well, it doesn't harm my skin like normal vampires, but it's still annoying."

"Then why eat outside?"

"To avoid something even more annoying."

Magena points to the window to the cafeteria. The raven-haired teens watch the drama kids inside, who seem to be reenacting the Red Wedding. Naturally, they overact and look like senile morons, giving Wilbur an idea of what Magena's talking about.

"See your point. So, why did your parents want to move here of all places? Doesn't seem like a place any of you would warm up to. Well, maybe your dad."

"They thought coming here would make it easier for me to get along with people. You've seen how well that turned out."

"You grew up around vampires, right?"

"Yeah."

"Did you ever try socializing with ghosts?"

"There aren't any in Transylvania. Vampires don't have souls, so they can't be ghosts."

"What does happens to vampires when they die?"

"No one knows. Some theorize that the only place for them to go is down, down, down below. So, they try not to die."


Back in the cafeteria, Calvin walks towards the royals table, holding his lunch tray, when he looks at the window ahead. He can see Wilbur having lunch outside with Magena. Calvin is so shocked that he lets go of his tray, but of course, instead of falling it just floats there. Calvin runs to the royals table to tell the others.

"Guys guys," he says, "Wilbur's outside having lunch with that rivet head girl!"

Morgan and Jerome become hysterical themselves and follow Calvin to the window. All three kids practically squish their faces onto the glass as the watch their 'friend' enjoy the new girl's company.

"The heck is he doin'," exclaims Jamal?!

"What does he even see in her," Morgan jealously asks?!

"She's hot," Calvin suggests?

Morgan gives Calvin a sour face before putting him in a headlock. She keeps choking him until he says "uncle."

"We gotta bring 'em back to his senses!"

Morgan and the boys storm out of the cafeteria and make their way outside.


Wilbur and Magena are still chatting when they're confronted by the angry popular kids. Wilbur is a bit nervous while Magena's just a little bothered.

"What. Do you. Think. You're doing," Morgan growls at Wilbur.

"... Having lunch," says Wilbur with an awkward shrug?

"With the bad news chick?!"

"You have any idea what this'll do to our rep," Jamal adds?!

"And she'll probably poke holes in your face or something," exaggerates Calvin.

"Come on, dude, she doesn't bite," Wilbur assures, "... so far."

"Besides," Magena intervenes, "he has a life outside of you three. Whether or not he wants to hang out with 'the bad news chick,' is up to him."

"You stay outta this, nosebleed," threatens Morgan!

"What're you gonna do? Steal my lunch money?"

Before Morgan could respond, all the teenagers hear the loudspeaker turn on with Principal Cohan on the line.

"Attention all students, it is ten minutes to one-thirty, which means it's nearly the time when a certain... event occurs as it does every year. All students are advised to leave school grounds while the faculty tends to the... anomaly."

Once the announcement ended, the kids in the cafeteria leave and go on their way outside.

"Oh right," says Wilbur. "It's the eleventh."

"What does that mean," asks Magena?

"You didn't tell her about Wednesday the eleventh," Calvin comments?

"Guess she doesn't mean much to him," Morgan teases.

"Why don't you explain it, then."

"Whatever."

Morgan explains that every year on Wednesday the eleventh, objects start moving around on their own; desks, doors, lunch tables, Mr. Nicholson's pants. The faculty has been labeling the situation as just a seniors' prank for years, but the teens of Todayland believe it's something different. Ten years ago, there was a misfit at the school named Alice Hung. She often skipped class to partake in her... "indulgences." Until one day apparently, during her one of her "indulgences," she ended up falling off the edge of the school's anti-gravity platform and plummeted to her death. Hence, the student body has always believed that the "seniors' prank" is actually the ghost of Alice, scaring the school on the anniversary of her death.

"So you all think that the school's haunted," asks Magena?

"Well, if you don't believe it," taunts Morgan, "maybe we can make a bet outta it. If you-"

"I believe it."

"What?"

"Yeah, I believe it's a ghost."

Magena puts her stuff away and gets ready to leave. Wilbur does the same. The two then walk past a disappointed Morgan and the boys.

"But I was gonna move stuff around and trick-"

"Nope," Magena interrupts.

"Tough luck, Morg," Wilbur shrugs.

With that, Morgan storms off and the boys follow.

"You really think it's a ghost," asks Wilbur.

"There's always one way to find out."