The Beetles New Beginning
Ghosts ya know I hate 'em! All they do is yell at me, try and throw me to the sandworms and so on. Okay maybe I deserve to be yelled at. BUT I REALLY HATE SANDWORMS! So in my mind, I don't deserve to be fed to the sandworms at all. Well enough about me, let me tell you about her and how we met.
Beetlejuice was walking along the neitherworld roads. He was evil, ruthless, perverted, and foul. Oh and don't forget selfish. He is also many other thing, but no one thought that he could ever be kind.
Beetlejuice was tired and decided to go home. He caught enough beetles to last him about 2 whole weeks. Though 2 whole weeks worth of beetles was about 3 days worth to him. He turns around, and heads back to his house. Beetlejuice smiles to himself, he loves how his house has a big neon sign that says "B.J's Road house" and he doesn't even officially own the roadhouse at all. He rents it from his bonehead neighbor.
"Ah Beetlejuice!" Comes a strong French accent.
"Hey Jacques" Beetlejuice grumbled. He knew what Jacques wanted. He wanted his monthly rent. And Beetlejuice didn't have it.
"Do you have the rent?" He asked.
"I will latter bonehead" He growled. Beetlejuice's neighbors knew to stay away from him most of the time, but Jacques was different along with Jacques friend and Beetlejuice's neighbor Ginger. They both couldn't take a hint.
"Time is running out!" Jacques said, and he jogged away singing some song in French Beetlejuice couldn't understand.
Stupid skeleton. I should juice him! Nah to tired, maybe tomorrow. Thought Beetlejuice as he walked up the stairs to his room. That night Beetlejuice slept terribly as usual. He always felt like something was missing, but he just couldn't think what.
Two weeks later Beetlejuice still wasn't sleeping. So that made him cranky, and him being cranky is one of the worst things that could ever happen to the neitherworld. Then out of the blue, he felt his name being called. He saw a mirror, and looked through that mirror. His name was only called once. Show me the one that is calling my name. She was a young girl, no older then 13 it looks like. Beetlejuice wasn't one to show feelings or develop feelings for anyone except hatred. But this time it was different.
He didn't know what but something was intriguing about this girl.
"LYDIA!" Called such an annoying obnoxious voice.
The girl turned around, scrambling to put her things away. All their was were books that looked old and a lamp. What's the big deal about those things anyway?
"Coming mother" She called back. Now Beetlejuice got a good look at this Lydia. The name fit perfectly in his mind. And he didn't even know her. She was pale, it looked like she was sick. But her eyes sparkled like she was the healthiest girl in the world. Her hair was jet black, and she had bangs. She was perfect.
Lydia looked over at the mirror, and she saw him. But only for a second. She let out a small gasp, and the image of Beetlejuice faded away.