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Warning: I got the location for the real haunted house in my story form this web page:
http://www.realhaunts.com/states/Ohio.htm
No characters for either movies will be in the story!

Another warning: A lot of cursing in this part!

Another note: I give a rose to Lindsay Sartoris, Joy Sumner,
Carina, Askani, Sarah (AKA: Lost-cyld), Kat, Angelic Angel, Zeelee, and Christina Silverthorn for commenting! Thank You!!

Part four: Jana's POV

"Jana calm down and go to bed. We have school in the morning!" Rafe said getting frustrated.

"Gosh, it reminded me of the song, Jeepers Creepers by Louis Armstrong. 'Now I don't care what the other guys say. When they says the holovirus is gaining. You never here me complaining. I'm certain I've lost my mind!' " I said starting the first verses of the song.

"First off who the hell is Louis Armstrong?? And what the HELL are you singing??" Rafe said lifting his head up from his pillow.

I was curled up, on the other side of Rafe, in the corner, rocking back and forth.

"I don't care what the Potato King says When the Potato King says "no" to me It's got to be funny to me When your eyes look into mine!"

"What the fuck are you singing??" Rafe said his voice starting to raise.

"Oh, jeepers, creepers! Where'd you get those peepers?
Jeepers, creepers! Where'd you get those eyes? Those guys all give in. Soon gonna stop livin' Guys all give in
How'd you get so wise? Ooooh, and Holly... Don't you turn the heaters on. Woooh, Flibby. Likes to live out of the sun," I sang, my voice quivering.

"Would you SHUT UP!!!!" Rafe yelled.

"Jeepers, creepers! Where'd you get those peepers?
Oh, those weepers! Wearin' hip bow ties, yes! hexy eyes, sach! Where'd you get that beak? Where'd you get those eyes?Ba-ba-doo-dee-da-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-yeeeesss-oooh, those eyes!" I said coming to an end.

"Thank you GOD!!" Rafe said.

I was quiet for a while. Then I started up again.

"Jeepers, creepers! Where'd you get those peepers?
Jeepers, creepers! Where'd you get those eyes? Jeepers, creepers! Where'd you get those peepers? Oh, those weepers! Wearin' hip bow ties, yes! hexy eyes, sach! Where'd you get that beak? Where'd you get those eyes?Ba-ba-doo-dee-da-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-yeeeesss-oooh, those eyes!" I repeated only this time whispering.

"Huh, (*Sighs*) this is going to be a long night," I heard Rafe whisper.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The next morning

"Rafe geez you look like shit!" said Cae coming in the kitchen and sitting at the table grabbing himself some French Toast.

"You'd look like shit too if Jana kept you up singing Jeepers Creepers by...what's his name again? Louis Armstrong. She sang the whole song through once and then she kept on repeating the same verse over, and over, and over, and over again. It lasted all night. I swear I know that verse by heart now. Want me to sing it too ya? 'Jeepers, creepers! Where'd you get those peepers?' " Rafe started to sing.

"No, no, that's okay," said Cae looking at him like he was nuts.

Cae looked over at me.

"If Jana was up all night how come she doesn't look like crap??" he asked.

"It's called make-up you fuck head!" Rafe said.

"Damn Rafe is bitchy. Hey Jana is that a new outfit?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said softly.

I had on an iron color close fit, chunky knit, sleeveless button down turtleneck that had buttons from shoulder to neck. With some zig-zag tight, black leather pants. My midnight black hair I had just softly flowing down my back. I had put on my black-framed classes, which made me look smart and sophisticated. I had looked at myself in the mirror expecting to see a walking disaster area when I had gotten ready I saw the exact opposite. My dark blue eyes, black outlining the iris along with little black specks in the middle, had still looked like I had seen a ghost. My peach-colored cheeks were tinted with a light pink. So to make my look more sophisticated I added some peach shiny lip gloss. I never wore lipstick it's just not glisteny enough.

"What do you think of my outfit??" said Cae.

He had on his black Metallica shirt and black baggy pants. His black hair was spiked with blue tips, his electric blue eyes flashing in challenge. Rafe on the other hand had his black hair spiked with purple tips, his eyes going a purple/blue because of his hair. Even though Rafe didn't get very much sleep I was sure that he and Cae would be coming home with a group of girls on one arm and some buddies on the other. Rafe and I had the cool eyes in the family. They'd change colors with whatever the color of clothes we were wearing. He just had on a plain, tight black shirt and baggy black jeans.

"Like your usual grungy self!" I said smiling at him.

I got up went into the fridge and opened it up. The parental units had gone shopping last night for some food. Thank God!! I was searching for some orange juice when all of a sudden everything turned rotten and a gray cruddy hand came out from the refrigerator door and grabbed mine.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, Help me!! Get off!! Get off of me!!!!!!!" I screamed, my hand being pulled towards the fridge.

I had grounded my feet into the ground and started pulling, trying to get my hand free.

I looked over at Rafe and Cae to see them looking at me like I was nuts. Sara, Mom, Dad, and Nik had come running in. Just as they did the hand had let my hand go. I fell onto the tiled floor. I looked at everyone.

"Didn't you see it??" I asked everyone incredioulousy.

"We saw you making a fool out of yourself," said Cae.

I looked at everyone with my mouth wide open.

"Fuck this! I'm outta here," I said getting up and grabbing the keys. "I get the car."

"Hey how the hell are we suppose to get to school?" said Cae.

"Ever heard of walking??" I said.

I walked out the door and jumped into the car. I turned the radio on and sped down the road to school.

TBC....