Chapter 1: part 2
~~~SARALYN'S POV~~~
After several long hours, Carmen and I finally finished unpacking, and just in time for dinner. We went downstairs to the dining room, where Aunt Rebecca was setting up the table. Aunt Rebecca is quite opposite to Uncle Carl when it comes to appearance. She has wavy brown hair and blue eyes that always have a sparkle in them. Today, she wore a salmon-colored t-shirt and blue jeans and her hair was pulled back in a bun. She's shorter than Uncle Carl by at least a foot, and she's slender with an elegant build. She reminded me of a graceful ballerina. From first glance, it would be hard to believe that my aunt and uncle were ghost hunters.
"So, are you girls excited for school tomorrow?" Uncle Carl asked as we started eating. We both nodded.
"We met a boy while we were walking to your house." I said.
"Oh, really?" Aunt B said, "That's nice."
"His parents are ghost hunters like you guys." Carmen said. I jabbed her in the ribs with my elbow.
"REALLY?" Uncle Carl blurted, standing up. "I finally found someone who I can tell all my amazing ghost stories to!" He ran upstairs. I heard the slamming of his door.
"Way to go, Carmen." I murmured. Carmen elbowed me in return.
"Now, who is this boy that you girls met?" Aunt B asked.
"His name is Danny Fenton. He lives a few doors down. He goes to Casper High." I said.
"I'm glad that you'll be starting off with friends."
As we started getting ready for bed, Carmen and I were talking about tomorrow.
"So, what teachers do you have?" Carmen asked.
I glanced at my schedule. "One of them is a man named Mr. Lancer."
"Ooohh," Carmen shook her head.
"What?"
"I hear he's a strict teacher. And I mean STRICT." I shrugged.
"No problemo," I assured, "I've handled strict teachers before. Remember Ms. Bonski?" We paused and shuddered. I came up to the window and opened it.
"Going to go on another 'walk'?"
"Possibly."
"Don't run into trouble." Carmen teased. "Have fun."
Two rings appeared around my waist. As they separated, my appearance changed. My hair turned snow-white. My lavender eyes were now lime-green and they glowed with excitement. I wore a navy blue button-down shirt with white polka dots that had the front tucked into a black skater skirt that ended just above my knees, black tights, and navy blue Keds. I ducked through and perched myself on my window sill, feeling the breeze caress my skin. I took a deep breath. It reminded me of home. I kicked my feet and tumbled forward into the air. As I got closer to the ground, I veered upward, barely skimming the ground by a few inches, and shot upward into the sky.
"DON'T STAY OUT TOO LATE!" Carmen called. I ignored her and watched as the house grew smaller.
