It was 7:45 A.M. on a typical Monday morning, in Amity Park. The halls of Casper High School were loud with gossip and screaming teenagers. The usual slamming locker doors could be heard, and the occasional nerd being shoved inside of one could be seen. Girls putting on their make up in the restroom and guys giving their buds the usual "Hey nuckle-head" noogie or slap on the back.
I walked up to my locker, number 724, and started to turn the dial for the combo. As I got the dial to the last number, I heard the yelp of a familiar tone. "AHHHHH!" My head snapped back and I looked around my locker door. There I saw the biggest bully in Casper High, Dash Backster. He was giving one of my good friends, Danny Fenton, a major wedgie. A low growl could be heard from deep within my throat as I clutched my fists at my sides. "That Dash is such a bully..." I said as I placed my books into my backpack that I needed for my first hour. I softly gazed into the mirror that hung in my locker. A soft sigh escaping my lips, I smiled and reached to shut the door. After shutting it, I looked back to Dash and smirked. I made my body go intangible and float into Dash's body. The jock was holding Danny up by his underwear as I took over. Dropping Danny to meet the school floor, I made Dash's body weird out. I slammed him into the locker doors behind him, and made him shove his head into the water fountain until he was completely soaked. Feeling like I had shown that bully that karma is a pain in the butt, i left his body and appeared around a corner. Regaining my normal form, I walked over to help my friend up with a smile. "Thanks Ambs, I owe you one..." Danny exclaimed as he readjusted his underwear. "Not a problem...I can't STAND bullies..." Dash was completely out of it. He was so jumpy thinking there was something wrong with him or someone was haunting him. Danny and I laughed as he departed to his class and I on to mine.
Meanwhile, not knowing as I was walking away, something happened. A strange eerie little green mist came from the small vents from the door of my locker. Followed by a voice that echoed through my ears like, "Buuuuuuuuuuuuuulllieeeesssss...!" The bell rang and the halls cleared, well, all except for, me. I turned around and saw a ghostly figure halfway out of my locker door. My eyes widen and slightly dilated. I dropped my backpack off of my shoulder and onto the floor with a loud thump that echoed through the empty hall. The ghost looked down at the floor below him as he was halfway submerged out of the locker. "Hey! I'm free again! Finally! The doorways been open again! I told that halfa I'd get out!" My voice was slightly crackled but I spoke softly. "Syd...Sy...Sydney?..." He turned and looked at me, his jaw seemed to just drop down low. "Amber? Is that you?"