Very angsty
YOU HAVE BEEN VERY BADLY WARNED
Chapter One
Jamie stepped into the house where he was now living in. He was lucky to have found one so close to his college. He wondered about the history, having ignored the real estate agent when they were talking about it. Jamie liked how cute the house was, how peaceful it was. Unfortunately for the young college student, he was quite wrong. He thought that because his father, Keith, usually suggested quiet places, Jamie thought that it wouldn't be haunted by the most annoying ghost in the universe. It all started at night, when Jamie was trying to sleep. The ghost ,of all things, disagreed with that and did everything in its power to keep him awake. Books were crashing into walls, papers were being moved around on the desk, and a pen jkept on clicking as the ghost touched it. Once Jamie sat up in bed, a glowing bright figure appeared. "BOO!" It cried and Jamie screamed the girliest scream ever. The figure started laughing. It sounded like a girl. "Oh god that was hilarious!" It-she-cried in between laughs. "Who the fuck are you and how did you get into my house?!" Jamie cried. "One, I live here. Two, language. Three, nice to meet you too," The figure said, lounging against the wall as her form became more visible. Jamie squinted through the bright light that illuminated his room. After the glow faded, there stood a tall transparent girl leaning against the wall. Her deep dark blue eyes shone with amusement and excitement. Jamie screamed again. "HOLY SHIT! ARE YOU AN ACTUAL GHOST?!" He yelled. The girl shrugged and playfully said, "I dunno. Am I?" Jamie glared at her. "I'm going to sleep. Don't you DARE wake me up," He snapped as he laid back down. The ghost smiled with a chuckle. "Can't make any promises," She said in a sing song tone as she faded. Jamie woke up the next day to find no sign of what he saw yesterday. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he hallucinated. Unfortunately, he was wrong. There was a ready cup of coffee on the counter but there was still no sign of the thing he saw last night. That is, until he heard the singing from upstairs in the attic. Jamie glanced up and shivers went down his spine but he ignored it. The ghost's voice was beautiful but it stopped within ten minutes as the ghost appeared downstairs. "Good morning!" She sang cheerfully. Jamie grumbled in response. "I made you coffee and was just cleaning up the attic so once you get back from whatever you're doing today, I hope to have everything clean by then!" The ghost said. "Oh. You can actually touch things?" He asked. "If I put my mind to it," She responded. Jamie hid a smirk and rolled his eyes. "Alright I have to get to school so do what you I guess," He said, walking to his room. "Alright! See you later!" The ghost responded, disappearing. Jamie sighed as he closed the door. This was going to be a long few years.