Chapter one

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Chip Skylark sang in front of thousands of screaming fans. It was a HUGE concert. In it, Chip sang "Shiny Teeth and Me" "Find your Voice" and "Icky Vicky". After the excellent performance, he spent about two hours signing autographs. He then got into his limo and was driven to the local Burger King. He got a Stacker, a whopper, some large fries, and a vanilla milkshake. He ate on the way back to his mansion.

He then took a shower, got into his red plaid pajamas, and brushed his teeth. This wasn't just any toothbrush. It was an electric brush, when the bristles touched his teeth, "Shiny Teeth and Me" played in his head. And it stopped when his teeth were perfectly clean. He went to his massive bed. It was then he noticed a lump beneath the sheets. The lump was about the size of a person.

SOMEONE was in his bed. He picked up a metal sheet music stand, and slowly pulled back the covers. What he found under them was a girl around his age. Her hair was blue and seemed to be GLOWING. She had a devious facial expression on.

"Hi," she said,

"Hi," Chip Echoed, "how did you get in here? I locked the doors, hid the key in a special case that only opens when I put my finger print on the sensor, and had a guard at every entrance."

"I came down the Chimney," said the girl, not even missing a beat.

"Are you lost?" asked Chip.

"No," she said, "I know where I am: in your house."

"And In my bed, which is a problem because I wanna go to sleep."

"Oh, there's plenty of room." She tapped the other side of the bed with her hand, as if gesturing him to get in.

"Listen," said Chip, "if you want an autograph I can give it, but if you want me to get in the bed with you, you are in way over your head."

"I want to talk, but only will if you get in the bed. Otherwise, you can sleep on the couch."

'Ain't no crazy fan girl gonna kick me outta MY bed.' He walked over to the other side of the bed, and crawled in. As if driven by a motor, the girl rolled on top of him.

"Listen," she whispered, "I'm a ghost, and I want you to come with me to the ghost world, but you'll have to die."

"That's ridicules," said Chip, "There's no such thing as ghosts." The Girl stood up. A ghost like tail replaced her legs. She pulled out a Guitar, and she began to play it. It was so LOUD, but had no Amp. Ghosts seemed to fly every which way.

"OH MY GOD!" Shouted Chip, "YOU ARE A GHOST!"

Suddenly, the girl started playing "Rock-a-bye baby" on her guitar, but it was soft and gentle. If Chip's eyelids were heavy, they'd weigh a ton now. He drifted into a peaceful sleep. The girl disappeared, and returned with a tank of carbon monoxide. It would kill Chip, but painlessly. It gave her a minor stomachache, but it only lasted until the gas cleared from the room. Chip was dead very quickly, and from his body rose his ghost.

"Alright," said the girl, "the whole world will think it was an accident." She took Chip's hand and together they flew into the night sky.

"If you're taking me to the great beyond," said Chip, "I think I have the right to know your name."

"Ember," said the girl, "and you will remember that name."