First: I would like to state that I did not proof read this monstrosity I call the first chapter of my fanfic.

Second: I do not own "Dude! That's My Ghost" and it is a good thing I don't because I think they have done a good job thus far with it, much better than if I had my paws on it.

Third: When commenting do not be a jerk. Constructive is fine because that's how I improve my writing ability. I, however, do not wish to see comments like "that was a piece of shit" or "dude you suck at this." It is not only hurtful, but rude and unnecessary.

Fourth: This fanfic will have a main character that is an OC just to warn you. I do not know for sure if there be more or not that will be major characters besides my OC and their family.

Fifth: There will be dark themes and talk of death. There may or may not be lemon, but just in case there is in the future I have rated it M. There will also be swearing.

Sixth: Spencer and all them are now 15 years old and will say that Billy is 22 years old.

With all that said please read and enjoy. If you do not enjoy it I will not take offense.

"Beverly Beverly High School. The place where the teens of Beverly Heights go to school, learn about the necessary knowledge they will need in life, meet and hang out with friends, and to," just then Spencer Wright runs done the hall chased by Kleet, "run for your life?"

"Get back here loser, so I can shove your special effects down your throat."

"Billy, why did you have to dump all that ice-cream on Kleet? Now he is going to kill me?" Spencer says trying to run faster because of Kleet gaining on him.

"Broham, why would he think you did it when it was clearly the good looking and talented Cobra?" stating it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I don't know, maybe because you're a ghost."

"So." Billy still not getting the point.

"You're invisible."

"And?"

"And that means he thinks it was my special effects."

"Oh. I get it now," Billy says grinning and thinking about how smart he was for getting it.

Spencer was about to yell at him to do something, but he bumped, more like crashed, into someone sending them tumbling to the floor.

"Ow."

"You ok Brohemian?"

"I think so." It was then that he realized that he was laying on something, or should we say someone. Looking down he sees a girl who was glaring at him. Her irritation and annoyance is evident in her one twitching eye.

Character Description: (Note: if I ever add a non-original character I will put in a character description like I am doing now)

Hair: Blonde. Shoulder length. In pigtails with fringe bangs and locks framing face.

Eyes: Grey

Skin: Pale

Clothes: Black sleeveless belly shirt, which has a giant hot pink heart on the front. Black pleated thigh length skirt. Hot pink tights and black knee high combat boots. Black fingerless elbow high gloves

Make Up: Black mascara and eyeliner. Hot pink eye shadow and lipstick. Nails painted black with the ring fingers hot pink.

Jewelry: Silver ball labret piercing, nose piercing on right side, and eyebrow piercing on left eyebrow. Heart shaped silver earrings.

Height: 5'00"

Note: may make concept art we will just have to wait and see.

"Kid if you do not get off of me right now we are going to have issues."

Spencer jumped off her and offered her his hand saying, "sorry."

She smacks his hand out of the way and stands up dusting herself off.

"Whatever. Anyway why were your running in the halls? Didn't anyone ever tell you it is dangerous?"

"Well, see, I normally I wouldn't, but I was kind of being chased by…" Spencer stopped talking and looked behind him, just know remembering Kleet wanting to beat the crap out of him, just in time to see Kleet round the corner nostrils' smoking like a bulls.

Spencer started backing up terrified of the pounding he was about to receive. The girl just had a bored look on her face and stepped in front of Spencer just as Kleet walked right up to them.

"Move," Kleet demanded.

"Listen today is my first day and I much not rather see a kid get his face pounded in by a dumb ass jock. So, if you would be kind to leave him alone just for today, so I don't have to deal with it that would be lovely."

"Listen goth freak, either you move or I move you."

"See now that is gonna be a problem because if you even try to touch me I will have to rip of your dick shove it up your ass, rip off your balls shove them down your throat, rip your stomach open and remove your entrails, and rip out your eyes with the nerves still attached and place them so you can watch yourself slowly bleed and choke to death. The only question is will you bleed out first or suffocate first?"

Kleet started sputtering and looked like he was trying not to be scared, but was failing.

"That's what I thought," and with that she walked away.

Kleet glared at Spencer, "don't think your off the hook nerd," and walked away.

Billy just floated there with his mouth open and looked at Spencer.

"Broseph, did you see that."

"Yeah, Kleet was scared of a gir…"

"THERE'S A DEMON IN THE SCHOOL." Billy started freaking out in his classic Billy freak out way.

"What?"

Billy grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and got right in Spencer's face, "Dude did you not see the demon? She was right in front of you. She's going to take our souls," with that he started crying and mumbling about he was too young to die.

"Billy, dude, one she was not a demon and two you're a ghost."

"And?"

"Never mind anyways lets go I'm going to be late for class."

At Lunch:

"I'm telling you guys you should have seen it. Kleet was completely speechless," Spencer finished telling his tale of what happened that morning.

"That's amazing Spencer. Wasn't it Rajeev?" Shanilla commented.

"Yeah she sounds amazing, but not as amazing as my Lolo though."

Just then Rajeev saw Lolo and went to do what he always tried to do. Try to impress Lolo and fail.

"Dudes how can you say that? She is a demon come to take my amazingly talented soul."

"Billy for the last time she is not a demon."

Billy looked behind Spencer and started biting his nails in fear as a shadowy figure loomed over Spencer.

"How do you know that I am not a demon?"

Spencer spun around to see the girl from earlier holding a tray of food. "It's you."

"Yes it is me and the names Mikah. Now back to my question. How do you know I'm not a demon? Maybe I am here to take all your souls."

Billy screamed and fainted dramatically and phased through the floor of the cafeteria.

Shanilla butted in, "but, demons are not real."

"Oh, but they are young one. You just don't know because they are in disguise."

Shanilla started to look frightened, "You're not a demon are you?"

Mikah looked at her with a bored look that soon turned into a twisted grin of pure malice humor.

"Do you really want to know?"

Shanilla nods her head hesitantly. Mikah just stood there for a couple of minutes in a freaky silence then started laughing.

"No dear child I am not a demon. I just dress like one. Anyways back to why I came over here. I have decided to sit with you guys. See normally I would sit by myself, but it appears to be that all the tables have at least one person at them. So, I figured that sense I already met you," gesturing at Spencer, "that I would sit with you."

Shanilla and Spencer looked at each other before replying, "Sure."

"Good." She sat down just as Rajeev arrived back from his Lolo adventure with what seemed like food on his head. Probably from having a tray dumped on him. He stopped at stared at Mikah before saying something you should never say to Mikah.

"Who's the weird goth freak?"

Within seconds Rajeev found himself being grabbed by the collar and was brought face to face with Mikah, who was leaning over the table.

"Calling someone a freak is not very nice. Are you familiar with the comic book 'Johnny the Homicidal Maniac'?"

"Na-na-na-no," Rajeev stuttered.

"Well in case you ever read it let's just say the word 'freak' to me is like the word 'wacky' to Johnny. Okay?"

"O-o-okay, just please don't hurt me."

Mikah abruptly releases him and start eating the food on her tray. "Oh, don't worry. I don't hurt kids."

Spencer looks at her with one raised eyebrow. "'Kid,' what are you talking about we are, like, the same age?"

"How old are you?"

"15."

"See, now, I am older. See, I am 18."

Rajeev, being well Rajeev, opened up his fat mouth. "But, you're so short and you're sitting with those younger than you. What grade are you in anyway?"

"Good question, uhm what's your name, wait better yet let's get this all done one in go. What are all your names?"

"I'm Shanilla."

"Spencer."

"You can call me the Rajeevster."

Shanilla rolled her eyes, "his name is Rajeev."

"Ok, well Rajeev I am so short due to genetics. My mother is short; though, not as short as me and my father is short for someone of the male sex. I am sitting with those younger because, besides that dumb ass jock, Spencer is the only one I met thus far and there are no empty tables. As for my grade I am a senior. Anymore question?"

"Mmm I guess not."

"Good."

Throughout lunch Shanilla, Spencer, and Rajeev talked about how their summers and first day back at school was like. Mikah, however, just sat quietly eating her food, only chiming in when a question was directed to her.

Billy eventually reappeared after lunch and before the gang knew it the school day was done. Spencer said goodbye to Shanilla and Rajeev and started walking home ragging on Billy.

"I still can't believe you fainted."

"Bro there was a demon after my soul."

"Billy once again for the last time she is not a demon."

"Who ya talking to Spencer?" a voice behind him asked causing Billy to scream and hide behind Spencer.

Recognizing the voice he turned around, "No one Mikah, just, uhm, just…thinking about a script for a new metube move… hehe."

She just looked at him skeptically then smiled. "Don't worry Spencer talking to yourself is a sign of great intelligence, besides everyone talks to themselves once in a while. Anyways have a good rest of the day," and with that she walked off.

Billy just looked at Spencer for a moment before asking, "How can you not think she's a demon?" causing Spencer to groan and do a face palm.

So like I said that was the monstrosity I call the first chapter of my fanfic.

Please comment, but don't be mean, and constructive criticism is welcome because that is how a writer grows.

This is how I will decide if I write another chapter: Get 1 nice review or 1 favorite. I will be posting it on both my account and account, so I will count them both.

As you have probably noticed the title is "Untitled…For Now." That is because I do not know what to call this monstrosity yet, but I promised it will be changed at some point before completion.

Thanks for reading.

Have a happy and hate free day/night/morning.