Beetlejuice character belongs to Tim Burton.
the story, Tom Knight(name and personality) and his brother belongs to me.

A sneaky plan

"I don't know who is most stubborn. him or you?"

"huh?" Lydia lifted her head, from the outdoor table she was sitting at and looked at Bertha, there looked despondent at her. The three girls and Tom sat at Prudence's house and tried to 'talk' to Lydia's 'friend zone' problem and the quickly upcoming Prom there was three days away.
The last few days she had said No to all the boys who have asked her to be their date to the Prom. She has simple refused to go out with them because of two reasons;
first: over half of the boys who asked her were someone (they were all way too friendly to her) she knew Claire has sent after. Second: she didn't want Beetlejuice win this battle. He maybe has refused to see her and talk to her, but he shall not tell her who she must date(or as marriage, as he so nicely put it) with or not! Especially when it's him, she wanted to go out with! She will show him who's the most stubborn one in this partnership! And it's not him!

"Lydia!" shouted the high, thin girl at her when she didn't answer.

"what?"

"You can't just expect him to jump into a relationship with you. Maybe he doesn't even feel the same way, since he turned you down the first time?" Bertha said with a slight frown over the whole deal.

"believe me. He feels exactly the same way as I do. He is just so full of hot air to ever admit it" Lydia laughed humorless with her head down into the table "I really hope he does and not just me there are too naive" she couldn't stop thinking and worrying about him.

"but if he has the same feelings for you, then why does he want you to date other guys? I mean; doesn't it make him a bit jealous?" Prudence asked there sat in Tom's embrace. It hurts Lydia a bit seeing those two together like that. she wish BJ would do the same instead being such a stubborn mule.

"sure. he-" she stopped herself. Beetlejuice was a jealous type! He definitely showed that when she dated Prince Vince and Tom. "that's it!" she cried overjoyed and jumped away from the table, so all her friends jumped of surprise.
A plan has begun to unfold and growing bigger in her head, a really sneaky plan. A nasty smile spread over her face, a smile the Ghost with the most worthy.

"uh oh... don't like that smile" Tom said nervous.

"if you don't like that... you will get goose bumps when I tell you my plan" Lydia said "T.K. I need you and your older brother's help" all her friends looked unsure at each other.

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It was about time something funny happen in this house Beetlejuice thought and was close to laugh over the argument, he heard down in the living dead room;

"easy. Monsieur Muonster. Your knouw that Beeataljuize, dun't get out of hes room!" he heard the bone-head say to the pissed Monster across the street.

"I know it was that's good for nothing snake in the grass Beetlejuice, who bothered my little Poopsie!" the Monster across the street yelled angry

"but he neaver leave his room!" true... he never leaves his room in daytime. All his pranks and normal routine happens at nighttime. He just thought that the hair-ball to a dog needed a pepper-bone; he could still hear Poopsie sneeze outside.

Ohhh the pepper-sweet victory

"I will show ya he Juiced my dog!" the Monster stomped over to Beetlejuice's bedroom door

"monsieur Monster, DON'T!" Jacques cried too next thing Beetlejuice heard was a 'shocking' yell and a high crash.

Sounds like the big hair-ball got a free flying trip through the room Beetlejuice was force to almost swallow his own hand so he wouldn't laugh out loud. Even more when he heard some nasty swore words(surely his worthy) from the Monster and soon(what Beetlejuice could hear) he stood again at the barricaded door and furious tried to tear it down.
BJ juiced his whole door so it did not only zap when folks grab the handle, but the whole door! so again there was heard a yell and a loud crash. The Monster didn't try that again and soon it could be heard some defeat walking and loud slam with the front door. Beetlejuice chuckled low and thought;
Ghost with the most. 2 points. The big hairball. Zero, zip, narda! proud over his succeed prank, he needed that for he was getting bored… again. He heard a new voice in a argument. This time it came from his mirror.
Since the backfired calling, Beetlejuice has been able to hear Lydia, but only if she raised her voice and that was rarely she did that. last time she was in augment was with a family member, luckily for that old hag to Delia's sister Zarpora, he wasn't there to juice her. Beetlejuice floated over to the mirror and saw Lydia was talking in the telephone with the back to the mirror. He usually doesn't see her when she was awake and if she turns around she will notice him immediately. so he was ready to get away, if she made a move of turn around. But something with this telephone conversation made him forget his escaping plan.

"I know I promised you to go out with you to the Prom...(the prom? A date?) but I don't like the way you are over for me or my friends... no... NO! ... I don't want to do that!(doesn't sound like she likes this guy. what does he say to her?!). Don't talk to me like I am a cheap slut! (what?!) or I..."she didn't say something for a time. Suddenly her shoulder sank and her move of defeat made the ghost heart sink down to his feet."okay... you win... I will do as you say..." she said with a dull defeated voice and finished the conversation. She just stood there and looked completely broken and defeated. Beetlejuice returned back to his bedroom and he was, saying in a nice way, really pissed.

How dare anyone make Lydia sad that way?! He sneered in his head and he really wanted to do something bad to that guy she talked to in phone! I am gonna juice that guy to the moon and after that, kick him over the awful tower- He stopped himself for a moment. Wait? Did she not say, she only did go out with him because she promised him? He began to float in circles while his train of thoughts drove in full speed around his head
What if she is the same situation as I was to my Prom? She don't have the juice to make a mess-up toaster to a Rusty and she don't even like this guy he looked more concerned at the mirror so she must be really desperate not to come alone to the Prom... just like I was he growled a bit. There is nothing I can do, this is her choice, but I want her to find one there is good to her, not a scumbag. It took all his newfound will-power to stay put, but he was really close to do something about it.

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After have slept through most of the next day, Delia's high-pitched voice woke him up and he heard something very disturbing;

"Lydia dear! What happen to you?!" Beetlejuice threw himself out of bed and in matter of seconds, he stood before the mirror to see what happen.

"nothing. I just fell" Lydia said with the back to the mirror. The left side of her clothes was ruined and dirty and it looks like she limped on her left leg.

"dear.. your leg is bleeding. Has someone pushed you?" Delia asked worried while she ran out to fetch some medical bandage to Lydia

"nono Mother." Lydia said a little too fast for Beetlejuice taste and he literally boiled, so there flow steam out of his ears "it just a gaze. I'm okay, promise" she took the medical things from her mother and she just smiled gently back. When Lydia closed the door to her room, Beetlejuice has quickly removed himself away from the mirror before she saw him. He began to walk back and forth between the walls. He has never been so angry in his life or afterlife.

That jerk pushed her. HE...INJURED...HER! I'm gonna hang that guy up in his feet and stuff him down in the most stinky mudhole I can find! he glittered his crooked teeth angry nobody or anybody shall EVER hurt Lydia like that!

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And that's was exactly that Lydia wanted him to believe
she playing with the Ghost's feelings in such a high scale that it could destroy their friendship forever, if he ever finds out what she was doing. She had thought over it again and again, making sure she didn't make a mistake for that will be a disaster for both of of all; she has to make sure he heard her. For almost over two weeks(even before she got the plan) ago she has the feeling he could hear her if she yelled loud enough. For she would've sworn she saw a flash of black and white in her mirror after a heated argument with Delia's sister (fast visit, Luckily), there was more after her than she used too.
She took the phone up, but she didn't call anyone. It was all an act. She glued the small mirror piece on the wall she has her head against, so she could see him without turning around. She began with small words like "no" and "I don't want" with a high voice and as she had planed, he popped up(more hiding) in the mirror, to see what the argument was about, like she have planned his curiosity was a big as a cat's.
With a small smile she began to fake the telephone conversation into a more heated augment with a non-existing boy. Most of the time she improvised, but her years in acting really helped her out this time and as the final touch she faked her own defeat. Faking sadness was easy when most of the plays were drama or tragedy. When she finally finished the telephone 'conversation'. she saw him leave and he looked really angry over how 'the guy' treated her, just as she wanted him to believe.
Good. Done with first phase of my plan. Lydia thought smiling and when she was close to write all what has happen today in her diary, but she stopped herself and only wrote something he thought he knew.

"dammit" Lydia did fall the next day. Her bicycle chains jumped off and the surprise made her fall. Luckily the shock was worse than the wound. She got the chain back into place and rode quickly back to the house and make a mentally note to ask her dad to look at her bike.
Tomorrow she should go to the Prom, so she has only today and few hours tomorrow to changes his mind. This looked sooo much like mission impossible in her head and before she have kissed the dirt she has brought a dress. She wanted to find a dress there would make Beetlejuice to seeing red, but also one she would go around with later.
Easier said than done.
She did find a dress there was more than enough to make her friend see red. Now she just has to find something to it so it doesn't look so vulgar... just the dress itself looked like a mixture between a dress and a fishing-net. Without something under it, it will be possible to see everything on her. To make her own touch to the atrocious dress, she found a dark purple long-armed shirt and some midnight blue pants. Rest she have back to her own(more or less) luck.

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Delia caught her outside her room and without Delia's knowing, she just helped Lydia more into with her plan. Delia did see the truth in Lydia's eyes and that's why she didn't get more into details with it. Lydia walked over to her mirror table, well knowing Beetlejuice has heard what have been Delia saying, for there was long(really angry) nail-mark on the mirror edge.
Looks like she hit a nerve with the 'been pushed' by a certain ghost. Must be my own luck there has begun to smile at me. Smiling she took the fishing-net dress up and laid in on a chair close to the mirror table, so Beetlejuice couldn't avoid noticing it tonight, rest of the clothing to the dress she placed into her wardrobe. She laid a note Tom have written for her(she couldn't use her own, for BJ knew that and she needed a boy's handwriting) with the words;

"wear something sexy. Don't be late." she lay it so close to the mirror that the Ghost's eyes couldn't avoid it. Last but not least she took her diary and tried to think of something she could write, to make the last push, but she have to be careful she doesn't make him haunt the non-existing boy, instead coming to her. First she would write about the non-existing mean boy who has been with her today. She erased that and tried again with something there sounded more like whining, not what she wanted, so again; she erased it. She thought for long time what she should write. Finally she wrote only one line, putted her last touch on it by faking a tear with normal water and closed it. The only thing she could do now was to go in bed and wait for him to come to the mirror.

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He came earlier than he used to, but only because he couldn't stop thinking if Lydia was okay. He saw she already in bed
most be one hell of a rough day since she's in bed already he growled quiet when he remembered how she looked when she came back home. He began to look around and it was here he saw-
what is that? He looked confused at the clothing in front of him and when he realized it's a dress?
That just hit a large nerve when he saw how it looked like That isn't a dress! That... Thing will be another thing to make a fool of her! She will be completely naked in that! He quickly shook his head before he got some dirty ideas. He looked at the dress again and really wanted to burn that thing away, before he did something stupid he decided to look at something(just anything) else. He saw the note and picked it up, it didn't help at all on his anger, it did make it so much worse.

"wear something sexy. Don't be late" he read inside of himself and looked more angry at the 'dress'

sexy?! Was that fish-net that jerk's idea of sexy?! He looked over to the dress again and really wanted to make it disappear for good! he has to know Lydia's thoughts in all of this. He took her diary up, flipped to the last writhing page.

"I wish he was someone else..." there was writing and a sign of a tear was underneath the written was wrong... it did not help against his anger; it made him feel so much worse than ever. He could see she has tried many time writing something else down, but it was erased. He could use his magic to find out what else she has been written but he didn't wanted to, he already got a pretty good idea how her day has looked over to her

She most feel just as terrible as I feel.. he thought sad what the hell can I do?

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Lydia has just made herself comfortable in her bed when Beetlejuice popped up. She has again the small mirror in her hand so she could see him. She saw all the anger in his face when he saw the dress and read the note. She also saw how his anger turned into pure sadness when he read her diary. She felt sad over his sadness, but suddenly he did something she has not expected... at all!
He jumped out of her mirror.
how can he do that? I haven't called him since... she remembered that she had called him. He just didn't respond and that have make it backfire on him, Well. At least it will come to my advantages. Then I don't have to call him to come to me she was forced to hide her small mirror and close her eyes when he began walking around her room. She barely dared to peak out of the eyelid, still it succeed her seeing him walking over to the wardrobe with a slight frown.
what is he doing? She thought when he stood at her wardrobe and after a moment of staring, he began picking the clothes she brought with the dress and placed it beside the fish-net dress. She managed also seeing he flipped the note she had with the 'date' and began to write on the backside.
what is he doing? She quickly closed her eyes when he walked over to her. She could feel he was standing right in front of her and really carefully, he touching her cheek with his fingers, she was force to use all her will-power not move a muscle with his oh so delightful touch! She could feel his hand began shaking and he moved away, she felt she could have cry of his move.

"oh Lydia... you a such an little idiot..." he said with a unbelievable painfully voice, she heard a thing was been putted on her mirror table and she knew he was gone and the touch with his hand on her skin was something there made her body scream after him. His hand was cold but not icy cold, more like a cold wind you gladly embrace on a very intolerable warm summer day. She wanted him and she knew he felt he same way, but something inside of him made him do something very painfully to the both of them.

If it because he is dead, I don't care she thought in her bed and waited a little longer to see if he would come back or not I have never cared he is dead or not, for me he is the best friend could get. Slowly she got on hers feet Even when he is walking stink-bomb or a greedy, hot aired and selfish jerk! She smiled a little over that thought but in the last end, he will throw everything away to make sure I am safe and happy... to see me smile and laugh. She was at her mirror-table and saw the two things he has left turned note stood with scrawled words

"Don't make a fool outta yourself. Just be Lyds" she smiled over his caring words and look at the last thing he had left was a heart-shaped stone, An tear ended on the table right beside the gift.

"B.J... you are an idiot too" she whispered, not really caring he heard her or not.

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Beetlejuice dammed himself for the way he acted the last night. Or more... he dammed himself for not to do. When he touched her, he so much wanted to do more. She looked so beautiful.
He wanted to kiss her, feel her lips against his again. He wanted her to kiss him like she did last time. He never wanted to admit everything that she make him feel alive and that was the funny part, for he couldn't even remember how alive feels like anymore.
When he touched her, he just wanted to crawl down beside her, just hold her in his arms and tell her how he truly felt. He wanted to tell her so badly that he could taste the words on his tongue... but the words was bitter and he knew his yearning heart will only give him more pain, probably the reason he didn't listen to it even it was began to be little hard to ignore.
He didn't know why he said those words to her, she couldn't hear them anyway, but she was a little idiot to do this to herself. She was better than that. He didn't know quit why he wrote that note to her, probably because he didn't want her to go out like this. Luckily he did found something in her wardrobe there could make that vulgar dress look a bit better and the gift?
What the hell was that for? A stone-cold heart, it was what people thought he has inside and that's what he wanted to believe... more or less.
Lydia... you have no idea how you makes me feel. He sat down in his bed and looked at absolute nothing But if I first walk over that line... there is no returning back and I can't take the changes to lose you Beetlejuice could feel that the last few days, that his yearning heart began to hurt and he thought more than once to tear his heart out of his chest, because he didn't want to feel this way, but he far too well knew it wouldn't help the slightest. Even when he is literally apart, he could still feel every itch, hit, tickle, and pain from his body parts into his very essence.
"dead feeling rules... you know I hate 'em" he mumbled out in the room. He didn't like to think over that Lydia was going out with that creep, not at all. He was... well… afraid for her well-being.

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Next day he more than once he peaked into her room(think Delia saw him for a split second) in a hope she would somehow become sick or change her mind to go out with that(burp-face) guy. But no matter how powerful Beetlejuice was, he couldn't stop her or do anything this time.
Soon she was ready to go(he manage to hear she should meet with him down in the town at the playing ground) out to the Prom. It hurt his heart a bit when he saw(not with her knowing of course) that she took most of those jeweler he has been giving her through the years and it did make him smile in a small triumph, when she did take the clothes he has taken out off the wardrobe under the fish-net dress, now it looked a little like a dress with a spider-web pattern in his eyes. He has to admit the clothing did look good on her. His smile fainted a bit.
Sometimes I wish she was still that little girl, I met years back. She is still the same of course in spirit... and someday with a future... ugh... husband. After a foul grimace, more darks thoughts creep into his brain If she found a husband... what will happen with me? Will she forget me and just believe I am just a make-believe playmate? Or will he make sure she never see me again. I don't want to lose her he shivered unpleasant over that thought, But right now... she did not have one and he was still there for finally walked out from the room and he heard her say goodbye to her parents.

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Later that evening, Lydia's parents to walked out of the house. The only one who was in the house right now was the despondent ghost there jumped hesitating out of the mirror and mostly wanted to follow Lydia, his mind was blown away by all his thoughts.
What if he hit her again, what if he makes her only wear that fish-net dress, what if he.. he-

Riiing!
The ghost jumped out from his 'good skin' when he heard the phone suddenly ring, he quickly putted his skin back on and looked dump at the ringing phone for a while.
Riing!
"Nobody's home... I should just let it ring.." he muttered to himself, but still he floated around the ringing phone.
Riing!
He stopped his floating back and forward in a horrified thought
"But what if it's Lydia? What if she is hurt or-
"Riii- Beetlejuice took the phone and said with Charles Deezt's voice;

"hallo?"

"is this Lyra Dees home?" said a very unfriendly voice. It was male

"you mean Lydia Deetz, yes. She lives here" Beetlejuice replied with a growing feeling he did not like this boy.

"good. Who are you?"

"I'm her be- I mean.. her dad" Beetlejuice corrected himself quickly, best to play the role as her father.

"fine pops, tell her that I don't want to date her anyway"

it's him!
"what?! How dare-"

"if she asks why. Just tell her I think she is a freak and not worth my time"

"you littl-!" the boy hung up on him. that was the last straw for the Ghost, he stood few seconds staring at the beeping phone before- "WHAT THE HELL!?" he shouted in pure furious anger, so much he did set himself on fire. He began to curse the boy with the best swear word he could think of, then it suddenly hit him cold and his fury fire went out.
Lydia has been left all alone! She has no date to the Prom! Beetlejuice's head began to spin and he quickly made it stop
"What to do?! What can I do?!" he began hitting his head in frustration.
Think B.J THINK! Aren't you the Ghost with the most, then find on something good! He stopped hitting his head. He has only one idea. But he didn't really like where this was going.
Why don't somebody just kill me... again! But I will do it for her...

Tommy's brother's name will be mention in the next story.

let see Lydia's plan work, you just have to went to next chapter for that :) oh yeah only two chapter back