I saw Him. Part 2.
Steve's P.O.V
I was sitting out in the sun when I heard footsteps. I was at the DX, out the back, where the garage was. I had been working on this car all day and needed a break. I turned around and looked everywhere but it was just me. I shrugged it off and took another drag. More footsteps.
"Very funny Soda." I said, hoping it really was him. But he didn't come out of his hiding place. I couldn't even hear him trying not to laugh. I was getting a little freaked out by now. Surely there was no such thing as ghosts. And it was the middle of the day. The sun was shining brightly and I couldn't get rid of the feeling of being watched. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to get out of here. I took one last look around and ran to the gas pumps where Soda was working today. I waited until his customer left and then I went up to him.
"Soda you have to come with me." I said. He looked at me.
"Why?" he asked.
"Just please. You're my friend, so you have to come." I said. He looked as if he was going to laugh, but he held it back 'cause we're best friends. He followed me to the garage. I stood at the door and turned to Soda.
"Do you believe in ghosts?" I ask him. He looks at me like I'm crazy before he answers.
"No."
"Ok whatever. But before I was sitting here. I heard footsteps. I thought it was you but there was no one there." I said. I held my breath as I waited for him to answer.
"Fine, I'll stay." We went into the garage and he sat down, leaning against the wall. Then we heard the footsteps again. Soda looked at me, alarmed. Then we saw him. Dallas Winston. He was leaning against the door frame, his hands shoved into his jeans pockets. He was staring at us, with those eyes. I smiled at him and then he vanished. I looked at Soda who was white.
"Oh my god." he said.
"Told you so." he nodded.
"But let's not tell no one. They'll think we're mad."
"Yeah sure." I said. I went back to fixing the car. Forgetting that this ever even scared me.
"I didn't know you could see them in daylight." he mumbled.