Hello! It's Daniella, the cold and the sick. I haven't written recently for the reason of… I was reading The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants for the I-don't-care-to-count-eth time. Totally. Nothing to do with the FanFiction or the YouTube… Any way here's...

What Do We Do Now?

Chapter 3

Four girls waited at the airport for their ride to what would be their home for the next 6 months with a growing anxiety. Will fiddled with the Heart of Kandrakar, barely registering the fact that it was warmer than usual. The Manson's home could apparently hold 20 exchange students with room to spare, and were filthy, stinking rich. Taranee had done her research. There was also a daughter their age called Samantha, who Tara couldn't seem to find much on at all. But aside from the mystery girl, the Mansons were known as the nicest people you could come across. Not to mention the fact that they had their own bowling alley! But before they could enjoy these, they had to find their ride.

Sam was waiting for the transfer students. Her parents were down at City Hall again trying to convince the fruit loop in charge, aka Vlad Masters, to do something about all the ghosts. "Sure," she muttered under her breath, "ask the evil halfa for help stopping the minions who do his dirty work. That'll certainly work." Even to herself, her mouth drooled with sarcasm. She scanned the room to help stave off boredom, making up reasons for why they were in Amity Park. It was kinda obvious. "Ghost hunter, ghost hunter, ghost hunter, ghost hunting cat, ghost hunter, someone who's trying to get the heck outta here, transfer students, ghost hunter… wait, transfer students?" Four lost looking girls stood in a corner. Going over, Sam asked, "Are you the transfer students from Sheffield?"

The red-head answered, "Yup, that's us. Are you Samantha Manson?" Sam felt her face drop into a scowl as the girls took in the black-and-purple sight before them.

"No. It's Sam or nothing at all. Got it?"

"Got it, gothic." The brunette who had spoken received a glare that could curdle milk.

Moving to the next topic of conversation, Sam decided to raise a much needed question, "So, your names are…?

Red-Head stepped in. "My name is Will. This," irritating brunette, "is Irma. She," girl with glasses and black-blue hair, "is Taranee."

"And that," said Irma, pointing to the Asian girl with the long black ponytails who was bouncing up and down, "is Hay Lin."

"Wonderful," Sam declared. "Now if you don't mind, can we please-" She was interrupted by a cry from behind her.

"BEWARE!"

"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" Sam cried to the ceiling.

Will's POV

"Uh, Sam…" Hay Lin whispered, obviously spooked. I knew I was. "Who's that and why is he floating and should we maybe be running like everyone else!" I saw Sam fish something out of her purple spider bag. It was a Thermos.

"How exactly is soup going to help?" Taranee face showed as much confusion as her voice. I personally was worried for this girl's sanity. Hay-Hay sometimes forgot that we had elemental powers and freaked out but really, what was soup going to do?

"It's going to help like this." Sam took the lid off the Thermos and aimed it at the Floating Guy in Overalls who was the source of the problem. Pushing a button on the side, the Thermos shot out a light blue ray. When the ray hit Floating Guy, he was sucked in like dust to a vacuum, crying, "I cannot be contained! BEWARE!"

Sam jammed the lid on, muttering, "Come on dude, that's the third time this week," She looked up and saw us staring at her like she'd grown a second head. "Welcome to Amity Park, you guys. Most haunted city on the face of the Earth."

Yeah it kinda sucked. Yes I'm using the lesser used and more annoying ghosts over any that actually pose a threat. And indeed that fight sucked hard boiled eggs. But it's the Box Ghost for goodness sake! The point of this chapter is that they meet and see their first ghost without freaking out of their minds. Have fun with this and please review. Seriously. This is a sort of filler, but I think it's necessary. There will be magic, ectoplasm and secrets revealed shortly! I promise!

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