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Welcome to the first chapter of this fanfiction. Thank you for clicking on this story. This is my second fanfiction on Ghost Hunt, but unfortunately, the first no longer exists. I have big plans for this story.

Another thing is, later on, I'm going to allow YOU GUYS to choose the OC pairing via vote! But, that will come in later chapters.

I hope you enjoy it.

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"Another school?" Ayako groaned. "What is it with ghosts and schools?" they were standing in the virtually empty parking lot of a school they had been asked to investigate. It was early in the morning, so practically none of the students had arrived yet.

"Guess there's just something appealing about them," Monk offered as an explanation with a smirk. Ayako simply rolled her eyes at him.

"Yea, right. Let's just hurry and get this over with. This place freaks me out." Ayako griped as Mai Taniyama followed behind the bickering adults up to the front doors of the seemingly ominous high school, East Side High School. The large building had a strange and unexplainable aura to it, one that everyone, even she, could sense.

They walked up to the entrance way and into the foyer, where her boss and his assistant waited. Kazuya Shibuya, otherwise known as Naru the Narcissist, and the taciturn Lin Koujo. Naru turned to them as they entered.

"It's about time," he said coldly, offering the three a light glare. Mai tried her best to hide her annoyance, but to no avail; Naru could read her like a book.

The group of five were immediately greeted by a nicely dressed older man. "You must be the members of Shibuya Psychic Research!" he exclaimed happily. "Welcome! I am Takashi Nakamura, the principal of this school. We are so glad you have come!" everyone couldn't help but notice the man's obvious relief to see them.

Just then, a boy and a girl in student uniforms walked around the corner. The girl had red-brown hair with a hint of orange and emerald green eyes. She had thin-rimmed black glasses resting on her nose. Her skin was fair and her complexion was very clear. She didn't look to be of Japanese nationality like the boy did. She was very beautiful, to put things simply. She seemed to be holding in a laugh, as if the boy standing next to her had said something to cause it.

The boy was very familiar to Naru, Lin, and Mai. He had had shaggy jet black hair and lively gray eyes. They were dancing with mirth at the sight of the girl beside him. He had a sly grin playing on his thin lips. When he saw them in the foyer he elbowed the girl next to him and fixed his posture, putting on a wavering friendly smile.

The girl, however, managed to stop laughing entirely. It was as if a switch had been flipped. She faced them and smiled in greetings as if nothing had happened. The principal flashed a smirk at the two, then proceeded to introduce the two students to them as they stood beside him.

"This is Mister Kenji Hatorri, our Student Council President, and Miss Lauren Kirkland, a senior here." the said two bowed to the SPR gang. He was recognized by the boss and assistants as the boy who offered them the case.

"Miss Lauren will show you to the rooms where you wish to set up your equipment in," he said, placing a hand on her back. She looked at the group and held her smile steady. "and Kenji," he said, softly, leaning in to look at him closer. "don't you have somewhere to be?" an amused smile graced his lips. Surprise and shock slapped the male student in the face as he gasped. The female, however, looked as if she wanted nothing but to laugh.

"Seriously?" he said to himself as he looked at his wristwatch. Even more alarm crossed his face as he took off the way he came from, shouting "I'm late!"

Monk, Mai, Ayako, and Lauren were all holding in laughter. Some Student Council President he was.

Once everyone gathered their bearings again, the SPR gang was following Lauren to the rooms where they had decided they wanted to set up equipment.

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Lauren's POV

Once Mister Nakamura had left, I showed the investigators to their base room. We had chosen the teacher's lounge, which was hardly ever used but still nice and tidy. After that, I showed them the nurse's office, three classrooms, and the library.

"No one ever goes into the library anymore," I said as we were a few feet from the door. I was sure they had noticed that I was from England by my accent by then.

"And why is that?" the man known to me as Naru asked. He looked awfully familiar to me, though I couldn't place exactly where from. I paused as I reached the door. Did I really want to open it?

"This is why." I said, giving the group a grim look as I opened the door, standing behind it. I didn't have to look to see the mess that was inside. The ghost in there constantly threw all the books across the room, no matter how many times they were picked back up and organized.

I saw the look of confusion and fear on a few faces. "Why do you guys keep the library such a mess?" the man with the ponytail, Monk, asked.

"We don't," I said. "the entity in there does. We keep putting the books back, and the next day the room looks like this again." I gestured inside the room. "The school librarian was so terrified she actually quit her job. She was actually trapped in here one day while the books were being thrown around."

"Oh my gosh! That poor woman!" the teenage girl, Mai, cried as she and the others stepped into the room, trying to avoid walking on the books. I stepped in right behind them.

"I was here with her when it happened, to be honest." I admitted, and the group turned to me. I gave a sheepish smile and looked around the room. The ghostly girl in here wasn't happy about a paranormal group being contacted, and I felt a chill run up my spine. "It wasn't fun." but it wasn't nearly as terrifying as past experiences I'd had.

"It is considerably colder in here than in the rest of the school." the red-head, Ayako, noted. Some nodded in agreement.

Then, going by their boss's orders, they began setting up their equipment, all of it looking very familiar to me. It made me remember the happier days of two years ago. Since I had nothing else better to do, I went Miss Izumi's class, since she had just arrived. It was one of the classrooms that I had shown the investigators.

"How are you today, Lauren?" she asked, her signature sweet smile gracing her thin, red lipstick-clad lips. She was one of the people that knew my parents, so I knew I could trust her with anything.

"I'm doing great! How about you?" I asked cheerfully.

"I'm doing wonderful! I'm so glad these investigators are finally here. Maybe you should give them a hand or two, huh?" she asked jokingly, elbowing me gently in the ribs and winking. I laughed nervously. It would probably blow my cover if I did that.

"I don't think so." I said, grinning and giving her a look.

"We'll just see how that goes." she said, and we approached the door to her classroom. She opened it up, and we were astonished at what we saw. "Oh, my goodness!" she shouted in surprise at the chaos. She jumped back, nearly toppling over in the process. She dropped her bag and stared in terror.

Books were all over the floor and flying throughout the room. Tables and chairs were overturned. Papers were scattered everywhere.

Members of the paranormal investigation team came running down the hallway. Just as they approached, all movement stopped. Objects that were midair stopped and dropped to the ground in a flash. I gaped at it as I stood just outside the door.

"What happened?" Naru demanded. I was just about to answer when a book came flying at me from inside the classroom. I instinctively threw my hands up and managed to hit the book away with my fist. When I saw more heading my way, I quickly shut the door and pressed my back to it. I felt it shudder as more and more heavy books hit it from the other side. When it finally subsided, I still remained up against the door, panting lightly. It had startled me quite a bit.

"Wow, you've got some fast reflexes." Monk commented. The others were staring with shock.

"Are you alright, dear?" Miss Izumi demanded as she put her hands on my shoulders. She had noticed my heavy breathing and immediately took action. I nodded.

"I'm fine." I assured her, managing a small smile. She leaned in close to me.

"You're sure?" she asked. She was worried I was having another attack.

"I'm sure. Just startled, is all." Miss Izumi was always a worrier. She nodded, and pulled me close into a hug. "You're not my mother." I said as I laughed softly. She didn't say anything, but I knew what she was thinking: My real mother would be upset if something happened to me.

We moved away from the door and told the investigators what happened. "It's very unusual for a spirit to be active so early on." Ayako said, a look of concentration on her face. "I'm starting to wonder just what's going on here."

Oh, that was only the beginning.

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