BEEP.BEEP.BEEP.
"Urgh!" I screamed as I grabbed my alarm clock off the bedside table and threw it across the room. Monday morning. God how I hate Monday's. I rolled out of bed and walked to my closet and pulled out a 'Yo This is My Shirt' t-shirt and grabbed a pair of jeans off the floor. I walked into the bathroom and took a ten minute shower. Small hot water heater. Consequences of living in a cheapo apartment building. Anyway, I got out and dressed, did make-up and what not and grabbed my AFI CD. I ran down the stairs of my apartment building almost running into like 17 people. I got down to my car and jumped in the driver seat. I started her up and popped in AFI. I turned it to Miss Murder and blared it. I was singing to it as I pulled up at the local Starbucks and went inside. I was still humming it as I ordered my drink.

"Hey Dev. Usual?" asked Mike, the cashier.

"Mmhm." I answered.

"Do you listen to anything besides AFI?" he asked me as he rang up my order.

"Taking Back Sunday. Those are my two obsessions right now. Plus, Adam Lazzara is my bitch." I said, paying him.

"Does he know this?" Mike asked, handing me my drink.

"No but he will soon." I said, turning around.

I was about to walk away when I bumped into this guy. But not just any guy. Jason Hawes. THE JASON HAWES. Yeah, I know. I watched the show devotedly. Every Wednesday. Ever since I saw my mom's ghost, I had a thing about ghosts. I wanted to find them. So this my chance. Jason Hawes, the founder of TAPS, was standing right in front of me.

Too bad he had my coffee all over him.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" I said.

"Hey, don't worry about it. It was an accident. Accidents happen." he said.

"Ha. Nice going Devon. Hey, you're the Ghost Hunters guy!" My brother Josh said, coming out of the back.

Yes, Josh works here at Starbucks. Good for the occasional free coffee.

"Yeah, I'm the Ghost Hunters guy." Jason answered, smiling.

"Oh well be careful of my sister Devon. She'll talk your ear off about our mom's ghost she saw 7 years ago." Josh said.

I turned around and whispered harshly, "Josh! Shut up!"

"Yeah, and she wants to be a Ghost Hunter just like you!" he concluded, laughing.

By now, I was bright red and about to run out the door.

"Really? Cause we're looking for a new techie and we're right down the block from here." Jason said, as me and Josh made faces at each other.

"What!" Josh and I asked at the same time, looking at him.

"Yeah. How well do you work with technology?" he asked.

"Um... well pretty good." I answered.

"Here, why don't we head back to the hotel we're investigating so I can change my shirt and we can talk on the way." he said.

"I'm really sorry about that." I said, pointing to his shirt.

"It's okay." he said as we got outside.

"So, how much do you know about this kinda thing?" he asked.

"Oh loads! I've looked this kinda thing up on the internet and I watch your show every Wednesday." I said, turning slightly pink.

"Well that's awesome. So you know how we run it then?" he asked.

"Yeah. Going in and trying to disprove it?" I said.

So he didn't think I was some creepy stalker kid?

"Yeah. I think you'll work out fine with us." he said.

We reached a small hotel a few blocks from my apartment.

"Hey! I live right near here!" I said. "I didn't know this place was haunted." I added as an after thought.

"According to the owners. So wanna come in and meet the crew?" he asked, opening the door for me.

Nice guy considering I just spilt my coffee all over him and probably ruined his shirt.