Chapter 2:

Beetlejuice's POV

Not only do I have to get her stupid math notes, but she calls the shots on the reward. Hmmm….I suppose I don't have to, but I'm curious …fuck, who I'm a kidding, I got suckered, that's not like me….fuck. Oh well, it's better than being in Juno's office, the voice of that old bat is still fresh in my head…a couple of shots of whiskey will cure that….nah, fuck the shots, I need a whole pitcher of whiskey to cure it.

(Beetlejuice using Lydia's voice to repeat what she asked him earlier.) "Please don't scare my Dad or anything."

I turned into a big snake, took him over a balcony, then dropped 'em, and he didn't move out…wow, I gotta give it to ole Chuck…he's got some balls.

Miss Shannon's School for Girls.

Beetlejuice chose to be in his invisible form as he wondered the halls, then he noticed the school directory. "Five classrooms on the first floor, five on the second."

He started by looking inside Lydia's locker…found nothing but crimson lip gloss, a black umbrella, scuffed gym shoes, and… "Oh yeah…I forgot breather chicks still have this problem." a box of tampons.

He moved on to the Study Area and looked inside Lydia's desk….found her 'new school calculator' and gazed at it. "Damn gizmo." and placed it in his pocket.

Then Beetlejuice roamed the hall, and decided to check the one place that was not on Lydia's search list "Math notes gotta be in a math room." he mumbled in thought.

He fazed through the door, found Lydia's desk, and looked inside….

Back in Lydia's room

"Hey Babes…" Beetlejuice called as he suddenly appeared. "I found your calculator and something else…"

"My math notes ?" Lydia rose from her chair.

Beetlejuice shook his head "Nope." and showed her a hair ribbon "You may keep pink dollhouses in your closet, but I know you don't wear pink hair bows." He placed it in her hand "I found it inside your desk."

"Claire Brewster." Lydia proclaimed. "She took my notes from the study area."

Beetlejuice made a sound like a game show buzzer when she said a wrong answer "AnH wrong." then cracked his knuckles "I checked the one place that wasn't on your list…" Lydia raised a brow as he continued "I went in the math room."

Lydia held a small smile as he gave her the calculator "Thanks BJ." then held her face in thought "I thought about your reward and…"

He held his hands defensively "Whoa…the job's not done, I can get your notes back from this Claire chick, all I gotta know is what she looks like."

Lydia held a hesitant stance "I would like that but…"

"But what ?" He crossed his arms.

"I don't want you to scare, or kill her or anything." she finished off.

Beetlejuice stood with an impatient stance "Look…I'm not going to scare or kill anyone alright, so just relax."

Lydia closed her eyes, she couldn't believe what she was going to say next "Ok BJ." She opened her bedroom window and pointed to a mansion "Claire lives there, she's a spoiled rotten blonde, and the only child.

He faded away from Lydia's side in pursuit of Claire's estate.

The Brewster Mansion

Beetlejuice faded to an invisible form while exploring Claire's Mansion. "Girl sure is livin' it up." He found a door with the word 'Library' written on a gold panel. "It's gotta be in there." But nothing was in there, or at least not Lydia's math notes, but Beetlejuice did find the staff taking badly about the family somewhat entertaining.

He moved on to Claire's bedroom, and found her brushing her long blonde hair as she sat in front of the mirror. "Lydia asked me not to scare her but she didn't say anything about not playing mind games."

Claire turned away from the mirror to grab a pink hair ribbon, but unknown to her, Beetlejuice morphed himself in the mirror in her likeness.

Claire smiled in the mirror, showing perfect white straight teeth….Beetlejuice mimicked her.

Claire smoothed pink lip gloss on her lips, and puckered a kiss….so did he.

"You are amazingly beautiful Claire Brewster." She told herself.

"Like, I know." She replied to her own compliment with a smile.

Then Claire turned to see the other side of her face….so did he, but had a really big puss filled pimple on the nose. "Ahhhh !" and screamed crying as she ran out the room.

Beetlejuice Chuckled "Now that's entertainment." and morphed back to normal, then he noticed Lydia's math notes on top of Claire's bed. "I'll be taking this, thank you." and left the mansion.

Return to Lydia's room

"Tad da…" Beetlejuice sang as he appeared out of nowhere, holding Lydia's math notes. He gave them to her.

"Thank you BJ." She examined the pages….everything seem to be intact. "I really needed these notes, the Maitland and I worked really hard on this, thank you."

"Yeah, yeah." He replied as he waited for his…

"I'm sure you're wondering about your reward." Lydia stated.

Beetlejuice crossed his arms "Yes I am, and…." swug out an arm, holding out a open hand.

Lydia walked over, and placed a ring in his palm. "I want you to have it."

His facial expression changed as he stared at the ring, Beetlejuice looked up at her with a sorrowed frown "Why ?"

"Since I have something precious of yours…" Lydia held up her hand for him to see his ring on her finger. "I'm giving something precious of mine." She held his hand with her ring in his palm "It belonged to my mother, they gave to me on the day she pasted away."

Beetlejuice was taken aback "Wow Lyds, I'm…I'm…" he regained his composer "Why me ?"

Lydia held a small smile "I don't think you're that bad of a guy and…"

"We'll don't ruin my rep by sayin' that to anyone else." He interrupted.

"And…" She continued "I would like us to maybe be friends."

Beetlejuice was taken aback even more so "You wanta be friends ?"

She shook her head yes.

"With me ?…" He rose a brow.

She shook her head 'yes' again.

Beetlejuice formed a grin. "It's your funeral."

Lydia smiled "Well ok then, it's official…we're friends." then held her hand out for him to shake it.

"And the rings are a symbol of friendship, is that it ?" He questioned.

"Yes."

Beetlejuice shrugged his shoulders. "Oh why the hell not." and shook her hand.

Later that night, Beetlejuice laid on the hard sufface of a plastic couch inside the dollhouse deep in thought…

"She wants to be my friend."

"Of course she does….I'm the ghost with the most, who wouldn't want to be friends with me ?"

"But…."

"She's the only one who actually offered."

Beetlejuice gazed at the ring she gave him.

"It seems like a sincere offer, she gave me her mom's ring."

He placed the ring in a black ring box, then put it back in his pocket.

"Maybe it won't be so bad….I always wondered what it was like to have a friend, now is my chance to have one."

Stay tuned for chapter 3.