Chapter 2:

Kyle POV-

A few hours later, I arrived in the town of Amity Park and checked myself into a small hotel. The elderly woman at the check-in desk looked at me with a concerned smile as she lead me up the stairs to my bedroom.

"Thank you," I smiled back gratefully. The room wasn't anything extravagant- a queen sized bed and a little mini fridge next to the bathroom- but it would suit me just fine, for now at least until I could find somewhere else to stay. At this point, it was really late so I threw my suitcase to the floor, and plopped onto the bed without even bothering to get undressed.

The next morning, I was awoken by warm sunlight on my face. My eyes fluttered open and I stretched, getting out of the hotel bed. I studied my appearance in the mirror, my dark blue eyes, that my mother had always said had gotten from my father, coupled with her light brown hair. I smoothed down the strands of my hair that were sticking up at odd angles, changed my clothes and went downstairs to the lobby to enjoy the continental breakfast.

Once again, the old woman stood at the check-in desk and watched me warily. I shrugged it off and poured myself a glass of orange juice and grabbed a muffin, taking the seat at the farthest table in the corner. On a napkin, I scribbled down my to-do list.

Enroll in school, not that I really wanted too, but that was what my grandpa had told me to do so I was going to honor his wishes.

Work on finding a place to live, because I knew if I continued staying in this hotel, I would be cleaned out of money pretty quickly.

Do some research about my father and hopefully find out who he is.

It seemed simple enough, only three things that I had to do, but I knew it was not going to be so easy. When I finished breakfast, I left the hotel, giving the old woman (who was still watching me) a polite smile as I stepped out the door.

I went to the school, an old red brick building. I walked up to the glass double doors and went into the front office. Today was Saturday, so, as I predicted, there were very few people in the school but I managed to find a woman in the front office to help me. The large woman wore a brightly colored dress and had brightly colored red hair to match. I gritted my teeth to stifle a laugh as the woman bent down to inspect the files while humming a comical little tune.

"Could you tell me your name again, sweetie?" She asked.

"Kyle, Kyle Fox," I told her politely.

"And what did you say you were?" she asked.

"An emancipated minor, my parents died so I live by myself. I just moved here and I would like to enroll," I informed her.

"Oh!" she smiled, suddenly understanding, "Let me just get you in the system then."

Several hours later, I was enrolled in Casper High and had received my schedule and locker assignments. As I was leaving the office, I accidentally bumped into a kid about my age.

"Oh, sorry," I apologized.

"No problem man, I should have been paying attention," he replied, "I'm Danny by the way," he told he extending his hand.

"Kyle," I told him, shaking his hand.

"So I haven't seen you before, are you new?" Danny asked me.

"Yeah, I just moved here, you don't happen to know a good place where I can stay do you?" I laughed, not completely serious.

"What about your parents," he asked.

"I don't have any," I told him. He blinked, probably not expecting me to have said that.

"In that case, I'm sure you could stay at my house, we have an extra room, that is if you want to…" he asked.

'Wow, seriously?' I wondered, 'I just met this guy and he wants to welcome me into his house?' I quickly weighed the pros and cons of the situation before agreeing to go back to his house with him.

When we stopped in front of a house that looked like it had a spaceship and a giant sign that said Fenton Works perched on top of it, I began to reconsider my decision.

"Wait here," he told me, "I'm just going to ask my parents if it's okay for you to stay here." I nodded as Danny ran into the house. A few seconds later, he came out and told me it was okay that I could stay there.

"Great, thanks," I exclaimed, "I just have to go get my stuff from the hotel and I'll bring it back here later."

"Okay, see you then," he told me, before turning and walking back into the house.

I smiled to myself, there are very few people that would actually open up their home to someone that they barely knew, it pleased me to know that there must still be good people in the world, and I was lucky to find some of these good people in the town of Amity Park.

Suddenly, I saw my breath, but not the way most normal people see their breath, for starters, it's September, and secondly, my breath was green. This only meant one thing, there was a ghost somewhere around. Like I said, I was kind of cast of a weirdo in my other town well, this was one of the reasons why. I shrugged it off and kept walking, hoping that whatever ghost it was would just go away because the last thing I needed was to recreate my same reputation before I even started school.

Thankfully, whatever ghost it had been, left, as I did not see my breath again. I gathered my stuff from the hotel checking out (I told the woman that I would be staying with my cousins, at this she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief) and wheeling my suitcase back across town to the Fenton residence.