Do Opposites REALLY Attract?!

Spook 1: Awkward Encounter

Your POV

The funeral had just ended. My grandmother, Lydia Deetz passed away recently. Thankfully, it was a peaceful death. She did what she loved, photographing the strange and unusual. And she became pretty famous for it. I barely saw her while growing up, but she was always my favorite relative.

Me, I'm an only child, name's Jaimie Deetz. I've been told by family that I'm a spitting image of Granny Lydia. Most would think that being an only child would mean I get plenty of attention to spare. Ha! Wrong! My mom just cleans all day, I try helping when I can. And my dad's a workaholic. I just spend my time watching movies and taking care of animals I find.

Now, it was to the lawyer's office for the reading of the will. It was my father, mother and myself, being Lydia's only known I guess. We arrived at the office, a tall grey building. "Can't wait to see what the old bat left us!" my father whispered, wringing his hands together. Along with being a workaholic, he's money hungry. What's even worse, Lydia was his mother! I shook my head in disgust as I walked in behind my parents. "That's no way to talk about your mother Zach." my mother, Madelyn scolded.

We live in New York City, New York. We now in Winter River, where Lydia settled down and somehow raised my dad. We arrived at the second floor, where Lydia's lawyer worked. My mother knocked. "Come in." a male voice called out. We entered and a very tan man was visible behind the ebony desk. He had black as ever hair and green eyes. And he was wearing a grey work suit. "Hello Deetzes! I'm Lydia's lawyer, Sawyer." he introduced, smiling wide showing off his impossibly white teeth.

We sat down in front of his desk. "Now, Lydia has left you guys a very generous amount in her will." I saw my father trying to hold back a grin. I'm ashamed, he shed no tears for his mother whatsoever! "Well, let's start this. I, Lydia Deetz, leave my estate in Pleasant Pines to my family. My granddaughter, Jaimie, will receive my savings and gets the skeleton key to the house. When Jaimie becomes an adult, she will have complete ownership of the house. Please enjoy your life as I did mine." he finished reading. Dad glared at me.

"There you have it folks. Jaimie pretty much gets everything. Which is quite a good horde!" Sawyer said, grinning at me. I kind of laughed whenever Sawyer spoke. He sounds like a game show host or sports announcer. "Well, here's the key Jaimie. Enjoy the home, it's a real beauty." Sawyer said, dropping a black key into my hand. My parents walked out of the room and Sawyer stopped me. "Read this. Lydia instructed this be read only by you." he told me, dropping a letter into my palm.

I opened it and pulled out the paper. 'Dear Jaimie, please take care of the home. If its too much to ask, I would like it if you stayed in my room. And I beg you, do not get rid of the dresser. Its in your favorite color anyway, purple. Please do not mourn my passing for long, I know I'll be happy in the afterlife. I hope your time in my…I mean your home leaves you with much happiness.' I couldn't believe how much my grandma had left me!

"Do we really have to move there?!" My dad was fuming in the living room, which was all packed. "Yes. Your mother was kind enough to let us have it. It'd be insulting not to move in." mom said, taping another large box closed with packing tape. I personally was looking forward to moving. 'I bet it's a beautiful house!' I chirped in my mind.

The trip to Pleasant Pines was dull as can be, I was asleep for most of it. But, the scenery was gorgeous. Trees littered the landscape. Flowers were in bloom. "Not bad." I whispered. We arrived at the house after an unbearably long car ride. I climbed out of the car and finally got to see the home my Grandma grew up in. My jaw almost dropped. "This is amazing!" my mother and I exclaimed. "I don't see why you guys like it. This place is a dump." Dad grumbled.

I pulled the key out of my pocket, and inserted it into the keyhole. Once it was unlocked, the door slowly creaked open. 'Spooky. But, this house looks awesome.' I thought with a small smile on my face. 'I wonder where Lydia's room is.' I pulled out the letter. "Hmm, door at the end of the hall." I started up the steps, noticing a fair number of doors. The floors were kind of creaky.

I turned a corner and found the door to what would be my room. I pulled the key out of my pocket and unlocked it. The room was incredibly dusty, and cobwebs were in the corners. The only thing that might be furniture was covered in a sheet. I walked over to the mysterious shape and gripped the sheet. I then yanked it off, dust flying everywhere, which got into my nose, making me sneeze several times.

After my sneezing fit, I saw what was under the sheet. It was the purple dresser that Lydia told me to take care of. "Wow, its beautiful. A lovely shade of purple too." I gasped. There was also a pretty big mirror, something seemed….I guess strange about it. "Oh well, thanks Grandma. Its wonderful." I said, looking up at the ceiling. I sometimes talk to no one. I'm usually bored and alone, so I guess its my way of coping.

'I wonder why this dresser is so special.' I thought while carrying some boxes up to my room. My bed was already moved up so I set the boxes there. 'This could take a while.' I sighed. This was one of the things I hated about moving, unpacking. I put some of my clothes away in my inherited dresser. "Just hope I can make some friends here." I sighed. Mom then called me down for dinner, we had to get take out, thankfully Chinese.

The table and chairs were moved in quickly. I found where the dinning room was going to be and took my seat. Dad came in with the bags of food and set them on the table. I had ordered Sesame chicken with steamed rice. The food was served on black plates with the standard silver silverware. I walked into the kitchen to get something to drink. "Remember Jaimie, only one soda a day!" my mom said. I put down the Sprite and got a strawberry Propel out instead.

You're probably wondering why I can only have one soda. Well, I was hooked on it. And my dentist, who's like one of the greatest guys I know found countless cavities from the crap. I'm making good progress. Only one soda a day, using better toothpaste and the only gum I chew must be from Trident. Hey, dental pain is a bitch and expensive! Wouldn't wish it on anyone. I also have to take calcium supplements, born with a calcium deficiency. One reason why my teeth require so much work. Glad that they are getting stronger and better though.

I sat back down at the table and got my chopsticks, I love eating with them. I kinda show off when since no one else in my family can use them. "So, Jaimie, next week you start at the school. You looking forward to it?" my mom asked, her and I get along ok. "I guess. Just hope I can make some friends here. Peaceful Pines looks very scenic though." I answered, popping a piece of chicken and rice into my mouth. I love chicken, especially orange and sesame oh and of course barbeque!

"I'm sure you will darling. How's your room look?" she asked, eating some sweat and sour pork. "So far It looks great. Grandma Lydia left me a nice looking dresser, in purple too.!" I said with a wide smile on my face. "That was nice of her! I'm sure you'll make the room your special place. Just please keep it somewhat clean." she asked in an almost begging tone. Dad never really talks.

I finished eating last, so I had to do dishes. Thankfully there was only three plates, the silverware and my chopsticks. I don't mind cleaning, only when I have to though. After the dishes, I went back up to my room. I had brought up some tape, time to hang up some posters. I was in love with The Joker and found the few posters I got of him. The character itself is awesome and he his always portrayed by awesome people. Some more of my furniture had been brought up. I moved my small red sofa to where it faced my entertainment center which was against a wall. I drug my desk opposite of my sofa. I had gotten a touch screen monitor for Christmas, took awhile to get used to but was completely worth it. I set my computer on the desk, my collection of candles next to it.

I moved the dresser next to my bed and put my bedspread on the memory foam mattress. The sheets were black, then a red comforter. And the main blanket was red and black in diamond patterns. I then set my pillows where they belonged, one black, one red. I went back to the box that had my blankets and pillows inside. I found one of my most cherished possessions, it was a doll Grandma Lydia made me when I was about 5. It was a black and white striped beetle. He has yellow bug eyes with black pupils. She told me his name was Mr. Beetleman. He also had a goofy, crooked grin. I hugged the doll close, I really treasured this doll.

I set Beetleman on my pillows and went to the dresser to get ready for bed. I pulled out my purple cotton pants and green tank top. I threw my clothes in the black hamper by my dresser and plugged in my fan, the sound helps me get to sleep. I got under the covers and grabbed Beetleman. "Good night Mr. Beetleman." I always pictured him with a squeaky voice. He also had a small tuft of yellow hair, only made him more adorable in my eyes. My eyes soon started fluttering closed, sending me off to dreamland.

Beetlejuice's POV

I woke up at near one o'clock in the afternoon. I yawned loudly, a nauseous odor reaching my nostrils. "Ahhh, I love the way my breath smells in the morning." I sighed, stretching to where my bones could be heard cracking. "What to rustle up for breakfast?" I asked myself while scratching my stomach. I opened my fridge and found a few beetles and other bugs. I grabbed a handful and popped them into my mouth. "Those were some tasty grubs!" I laughed loudly then belched.

"Maybe I can see if Lyds is home?" I wondered, floating towards the door to her realm. For some reason, I haven't been able to open it, no matter how hard I tried or juiced the thing! I arrived at the door and barely tugged on it, and it creaked open, rust falling off the hinges. I peeked my head into the room, it still looked the same. "Lyds? You here babes?" I asked, looking around the room. I got no answer whatsoever. "I feel so blue." I sighed, my body turning blue in the process.

I noticed the window into her world was open. "She's back?!" I exclaimed, quickly moving to the window. I heard Rock n Roll music and saw a black and red decorated room. I ducked down. 'Lyds' room looks really different.' I pointed out. I heard a female voice singing. "This could be your, sick love song! This could be your reason not to get along!" My ears perked up at the voice. "Doesn't sound like Lyds either." I growled, someone else was in Lyds' room!

I popped back up to give that girl a what she deserved but stopped. The girl was in plain view. She looked just like Lyds. But, she was only in her red bra and black underwear! I looked her in the eyes. "Hi…How you doing?" I asked, grinning wide. She then let out a loud scream.

Spook 1, End