Hello Lovelies! Its Maximatic bringing you the second chapter of Ghost Town! I really hope you enjoy and i don't own any ideas from Supernatural! Sorry this chapter is a little short i am bad at writing long chapters but i will try harder next chapter!
Leslie woke up in the worst kind of way. At first he distantly heard the sound of three sets of feet stomping up the stairs but he fell back into a deep sleep, dismissing it. it was probably just the other kids at the orphanage making a fuss or playing a game. He had become accustomed to their noisiness and explosive attitudes. Then came the light, it filled the room and made it impossible to sleep. he groaned and opened his eyes it time to see three fully grown bodies pile on top of him. The air was squeezed out of his lungs and he could only lay their like a popped balloon as the teens on top of him laughed and laughed at his deflated state.
"It's not funny" he growled and for a moment the room darkened but then the largest member of the attack squad giggled and restarted the round of raucous laughter. At this point Leslie had for the most part woken up and he couldn't help but laugh himself as he pushed the three perpetrators off the bed and onto the floor of his room. it was a small room with a bed on each side it had green wallpaper (which Leslie despised and had once lit on fire for fun) and a small side table between the beds with a lamp. behind the lamp was a strange rectangular window that went almost to the ceiling but was only about a foot wide. The caretakers at the orphanage said this prevented children from sneaking out, Leslie on the other hand said it gave the caretakers an excuse for not turning the heat on in the winter and made the room feel like an ugly jail cell. As Leslie looked down from his bed he couldn't help but grin at the tangled mess of limbs that were his friends. Blake (the tallest of the group) was splayed out on the floor with Audrey and Lela on top of him all three of them looked disoriented but it seemed that blake had taken most of the damage.
"Need some help there ghost boy?" Leslie got down from the bed and pulled Blake up making the girls both fall back down laughing. Blake blushed a deep maroon color and glared at Leslie
"If anything your the ghost boy...Snow White!" everyone knew that Leslie could have come up with a better comeback but instead he just laughed and patted Blake's cheek. Blake made an angry sound and walked down to the breakfast hall, when Blake was out of sight Leslie got a slap on the back of the head from both Audrey and Lela. The white haired boy just jogged to catch up with the rest of the group wondering why he was so stupid sometimes.
Breakfast was uneventful as always and because it was a weekend no one had to hurry to school so everyone just loitered around the breakfast table munching on leftovers or talking. Most of the orphanages residents were children so the caretakers were off making sure nobody was crying and all the children were playing nice. The group of four wandered around for a while before deciding to walk to their hangout spot. They left a note in Leslie and Blake's room (they shared a room but most of the time Blake would go hang out in the girls room until late at night) and they were on their way. The four knew that the caretakers of the orphanage would let them do what they wanted since they were only four months from 18. The four shared a birthday and were always on the fence between friends and family, it was no secret that Blake had an on off crush on Leslie but Leslie never seemed to be attracted to anyone. He for the most part stayed to himself and only talked to his three friends, and sometimes yourself. Leslie shook his head and dismissed the thought, talking to yourself was normal. But is who you're talking to really yourself? In the recent months it didn't feel like it was. Some days he felt like someone was in his head talking back to him, pushing him in a way. He knew it was crazy and that made him hesitant to tell the others, he only told Audrey who immediately spouted a fact about how talking to yourself was good for mental development and then looked really nervous. No one knew why but Audrey was a walking talking wikipedia (without all of the fake facts) it seemed that whatever question you asked she had an answer for. She always hated her intelligence but it came in handy in school. Audrey never had to pay attention and could help with any homework, she always got a 100 on tests and teachers always accused her of cheating, one time they put her in a room all by herself with a test full of questions she didn't know and she still had a perfect score. Needless to ay it pissed teachers off. Everyone said she could have graduated high school in 3rd grade but she always said she enjoyed the experience. She also discovered their little corner of paradise in the first place. They called it the graveyard but in reality it was just a little house with a bunch of old cars in rows behind it. The house itself was full of tools and spare parts. The teens spent their days there working on the only semi nice car in the lot. it was a mint green Volkswagen Minibus, the group had taken parts from all over the yard and from inside the house to fix it up and whatever parts they couldn't find they would work in the summer to buy. By the time college rolled around they would have it fixed up and ready. The summer before college they were hoping to have a trip cross country and live from the van, it was a dream they had ever since Audrey practically fell into the clearing, the road to the house was long gone and greenery had covered half the cars, the gang had been walking through the woods at age 15 and Leslie had pushed Audrey since she was so small she fell foreword and hit the side of a car almost completely covered in vegetation on the far corner of the graveyard, when they discovered all the cars Blake had come up with the idea to fix up one of them. Audrey for some strange reason knew just what to do and she directed the rest of the group while she sat on top of a near car. Despite it being Blake's idea to fix up a car he was the most weary of the graveyard, he always claimed that he could see something lurking between the cars or hear someone talking when there was no one there. The others dismissed it as simply being his imagination getting the best of him. Some days Blake would leave early to catch fencing classes at the community center but most of them were sure that at night he just became uncomfortable in the empty yard of cars, but it was understandable.
"Whats on the agenda for fixing today?" Lela asked. The group had finally arrived at the car yard and were gathered around their car
"We have to finish with the seats and the paint job on the outside, we'll have to ask to borrow Ms. Wilson's air compressor and spray gun. We also need to replace the tires, I can pick those up from the store when we need them and we also need to test the transmission and see if she will start up. Oh and we might have to replace the head and tail lights but i'm sure that we have some in the house" Audrey had a little notebook in her hand and had already perched herself on the hood of an old truck, her favorite seat. When she recounted what we had to do everyone seemed happy, they had worked for so long and finally hey were down to the easy stuff. They had decided to position the seats so that the second and third row would face each other the last row had been taken out so that when they slid the seats down (they were bench seats) there would be room to put in an extra cushion (taken from the ripped out seats) and make the entire back a bed . Two people could sleep in the front seats because they reclined until they were almost flat. The only problem they had was that the seats were lacking fabric in some places. two summers ago they had worked to buy new mirrors and some fabric for the seats but had never come around to finishing the seats because hand sewing neatly was a hassle. They only had one section of the seats on the right to finish covering with the white microfiber fabric (even though it was white it was water resistant and stain resistant). Overhead there was a little storage area that would be just big enough to fit the groups clothes. The original idea was to tie suitcases to the top but Leslie and Lela refused to "endanger their belongings" so eventually they just made a little overhead storage out of some patterned fabric. The windows had been one of the first things to be replaced and they now had little black curtains over them (they were originally going to be mint green but Leslie wanted to make sure they would give him the ability to sleep until noon and black absorbed light) The van was also about as high teck as a van from the fifties could get, there was an extra battery that could be jumped from the vans battery that was used to plug in things like lights or computers (Lela and Audrey had spent a month trying to get it to work without exploding, despite Audrey's extreme intelligence she didn't work well with high stakes). And when it finally worked Audrey was able to make the van a wifi hotspot (for free and probably illegally). The kids had pooled their money to purchase a laptop which was stored in the front seat.
"I'll go get the tires!" Audrey said and she motioned to Blake to follow. They left through the other side of the clearing and went towards the automobile shop. The owner had kept the tires in the back along with a spare for the teens, she was the only person who knew of their car project and she had come into the clearing a few times to make sure they weren't going to blow themselves up. They had just left their jobs with her at the beginning of the month of September and now that they were nearing the end of the month and schoolwork was getting much more plentiful they had less and less time to work on the car. It was a now or never kind of thing and now that they were finishing they figured it would be safe to put the tires on
"GRAB THE AIR COMPRESSOR AND SPRAY GUY WE CAN PROBABLY FINISH IT TODAY!" Leslie yelled across the clearing when he heard a loud "OK" from in the woods he went back to sewing the fabric onto the seats. Now that they had purchased both the green and the white paint and they had finished sanding the old paint off they were ready to paint.
By the time Blake and Audrey returned with the tires and the air compressor(they had to roll them through the woods) Lela and Leslie had covered all of the windows with paper and they had also taken off the VW emblem on the front so they could paint behind had also managed to finish the last seat. Everyone rolled up their sleeves and sighed, this would be messy work.
It took three hours to paint the car and when everyone took off their gloves and gas mask they sighed happily (AN/ you have to wear gloves and a gas mask when spray painting a car so you don't get sick). It took another hour for the paint to dry and by that time it was around four and they put the tires on. It was a moment of euphoria as they all crowded into the seats and Lela turned the key in the admission. The engine turned over and then the car started. The group cheered and laughed and cried a little bit as they started the car they had been waiting so long to drive. All of the sudden Blake looked over to the edge of the forest and saw a familiar face. It was Ms. Wilson, he smiled happily and jumped out of the car to give her the good news but when he neared her she let out a feral scream and tackled him to the ground knife in hand. He hit his head on one of the hard stones of the car yard and blacked out, the last thing he felt was a knife digging into his arm and the sudden feeling of her weight being lifted off of him.
Oooo what will happen next? Will Blake be ok? Whats wrong with Ms. Wilson? Will they need to use the van sooner than they thought? We will find out in the next chapter! Please review and tell me what i need to do to be better! Maximatic out!