The sun's rays shine down upon a large school in the early Monday morning. Children were out walking around their campus grounds, rather unusual looking children to be exact. "Creepy Kids" you may call them. Their life seemed perfectly normal, they even grew to feel like the other children around them were normal as well. A few school yard fights here and there, friends become enemies, enemies become friends, gossip, crushes, just about your average school in it's own way.
A yellow school bus pulls up just outside the school gates. Kids step off the bus and stare upwards at the cemetery styled gate in front of them as thoughts begin to run through their heads. The gates slowly open with a loud 'creeeek'.
"Down here, you wimps." A voice says impatiently.
The kids look down, their eyes come in contact with a red headed doll, his blue eyes glaring back at them.
"The principal will see you when you get in the school. He will not be seen in daylight." The doll informs them, keeping the bitter edge in his voice.
The children were too unnerved to answer, they only nod in response before stepping foot on the school ground's cobble walkway.
A timid looking teenage boy walks around, looking in every direction whilst keeping his bag clutched close to his chest for dear life. He looks forward and sees a girl; Or her back anyway. She had long brunette hair and seemed to be talking to a few other girls. The boy pokes her on the back.
"Umm... Excuse me." He mumbles shyly.
The girl was silent for a moment, suddenly her head began rotating backwards to face him; His eyes widen in shock and fear as he sees the girl's face. She had a twisted smile, golden colored eyes, cuts all over her face as well as what seemed to be her flesh starting to rot away.
"Yes?" She asks in a teasing sing-song voice.
The boy screams and stumbles backwards, afterwards he tumbles down the four steps behind him. A girl with black wavy hair, tan skin, brown eyes and all black clothing now hovered over him. Her eyes were shadowed as she raises her arm.
"Cursed be you." She hisses now pointing directly at him.
A few small rocks rise upwards two inches off the ground then fly at him, purposely missing his head by a few inches and gradually freaking him out more. He scrambles up and tries to run again.
Now a girl with blonde hair in braided pig tails, blue eyes and a pink dress stood in front of him.
"What are you staring at? Are you some kind of pig? Move out of my way before I have you pay dearly!" The girl threatens.
The boy turns and runs as fast as he can; He runs out of the school gates and bolts down the driveway which lead to a small bridge. The three girls start laughing the moment the boy was out of sight.
"Nice one, Regan." The black haired girl grins.
The brunette, now known as Regan, lets her head spin back around to it's normal position before turning to face them fully.
"Hah. That never fails me, and I surely shall never tire of the expression on those fool's faces. You should have hit him with at least one rock, Takara!" Regan exclaims.
Takara nods silently with her eyes closed.
"And Rhoda, what do you think? Did the boy even deserve to set eyes upon this place?" Regan asks the girl in the pink dress.
"He can't take it. He should just stay back in his little school district where he belongs." Rhoda replies with a few shakes of her head.
The other side of the school was where the parkour teams were currently training. Kids leap from the rooftop of the girl's dorm to the rooftop of a shed. One of the last to make the leap, a girl to be exact, missed her full jump and caught herself with her hands. Her hands almost immediately slip and she begins to fall; The girl's brown wolf-like eyes widen in sudden shock before they close tightly. She suddenly feels as if she had been caught in mid-fall. Her eyes crack open slowly to see the face of a ghostly figure above her. The whites of his eyes were black, his eyes seemed to be silver, his skin was white, his skin was purple-ish just around the eyes, Black wet hair in a bowl cut, cracks were visible here and there on his face. When light beamed down on the boy his skeleton was visible, he had a very large crack on his head where blood was flowing out, as if it were in water, just like the ghostly bits of water floating around him and the moving water texture shining against him.
"...Santi?" The girl mutters still shocked.
"Shouldn't you be a little more careful?" He asks as he gently sets her on her feet. The girl's legs quake due to the after affect from the fall but she tries keeping her balance.
"Fuscella, are you alright?" He asks supporting her by one arm.
"Yeah... I'll be fine. I just have to regain my balance. That's it." Fuscella replies. A bell had went off, it had been heard all around campus.
"I gotta go. I'll catch up with you and the guys later, okay, Santi?" Fuscella asks looking at him.
The ghost boy nods. The curly haired girl waves to him as she runs off in the direction of the main school building. Santi stands for a moment before cracking a small smile in the girl's direction.