"I…can't answer that," he finally whispered. I looked down. What was I hoping for…It's not like I could possibly even feel remotely attracted to him…he's just a friend. A friend that's the ghost of a serial killer that killed and maybe ate women…still. No. "Is anything wrong?" He asked, general concern reflected in his light eyes. I sighed and smiled, showing I was fine.

"I'm fine," I smiled, and grabbed his arm. "What we going to do? It's only," checked my phone. 11:38 p.m. "11:40ish"

"Well…we obviously need to figure out more about what will happen tonight since the last ghost is going to be realized. The Juggernaut."

"I'm guessing that's-"I was caught off guard by a sharp head ache. I clutched my throbbing head and doubled over.

"Hey! Hey! Are you okay?" Ryan asked, rubbing my back, and holding me.

"I have to take my head ache meds," I answered, before walking slowly to my bedroom. I entered my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, as I unscrewed the cap to my bottle and put 2 white tablets on my tongue. I swallowed them, without water, and closing the bottle, placing it back on the sink.

Wow…I'm pretty without make up! Perfect flawless skin! Long eyelashes! Beautiful amber eyes! Perfectly shaped eyebrows! Perfect. I smiled and finished admiring myself. My headache had vanished, making me smile even more. I walked back to the kitchen to see Ryan shuffling his feet. "I'm back!"

"Finally! What the fuck were you doing in there!"

"I was admiring my perfection! You try seeing this face in the mirror and not admiring it?"

"You are so..."

"Perfect? Gorgeous? Sexy?"

"No well yes but that't not what-"

"UH HUH! So you do think I'm sexy!"

"GOD! Will you shut up so I can talk," he asked, throwing his hands up in the air. I put my finger to my chin, biting my lip, and looking up at the ceiling, pretending to think.

"Hmm...NO," I yelled, laughing. He just gave me an annoyed look but at the same time smiled. Okay random thought...why is he suddenly nice to me? "Hey Ryan...can I ask you something?" I sat on the counter, kicking my legs slightly.

"If I answer your question...will you let me finish what I was calling you?"

Again, I pretended to think, same look. "Deal."

"Okay. What's your question?"

"Why are you nice to me? I mean when we first met like an couple hours ago...you weren't exactly friendly...And now...it feels like we met years and years ago...Are you sure you don't have male pms," I asked, looking at him in the eye, smiling.

"Well I mean I can't kill you. And I can tell you're not slutty...even though you gave me a peep show-"

"I did not give you a peep show! You watched me change while you were invisible or whatever you-"

"I was invisible. Than-"

"As I was saying you were invisible so it was not my fau-"

"It is too your fault since you know I can turn invisible-"

"I thought you got so pissed at me so much that you wen-"

"That I went away? Where would I go-"

"The library! Why do you keep interupting-"

"Why would I be in the library? I'm not a book-"

"Don't make fun of books! Why do-"

"I'm not a-"

"Would you-"

"No I-"

"Yes-"

"No!"

"Yes!" I got off the counter and went right up to him, finally face to face to Ryan's face.

"No."

"Yes." Closer.

"No." He moves closer.

"Yes." Closer. I can feel his breath on my lips. Sweet warm breath. The feeling of his breath again.

"No!" His lips were not even a centimeter away.

"Ye-" Our lips connected. His sweet lips. Even though they looked chap, but I couldn't feel them chap at all. Cold yes. But not chapped feeling. His lips moved with mine. Reality finally crashed in and I pulled away, covering my lips with my hand. "Did we just?"

"Yes...That was-"

"Your first kiss?" He nodded. "Mine too..."

"But you're gorgeous...How has no one kissed you?"

"I wasn't exactly nice to anyone. But they were all jealous how perfect I am. I wasn't accepted for who I was," I replied, looking away.

"I accept you," he mumbled.

"I accept you too," I smiled, messing with his hair, which he growled at faked snapped at me.

"Wow...you're actually not confident for once."

"Shut up! You tell anyone I'll make you lick my foot!"

"You wouldn't!"

"I would."

"Grrr! Not fair!"

"You sound like a little kid!"

"I'm only 19!"

"And I'm 17 so I can act like a little kid...and YOU MAY NOT!" I growled, poking his chest, pretending to be angry. He stuck his tongue out at me. "You better put that away or you better use it, young man!" I glared, putting my hands on my hips.

That's when he used it. He licked my...CHEEK! I screamed and pushed him away, flailing my arms around. "EWWW! You have icky saliva!" I squealed, wiping his warm saliva. "That's so gross," I laughed, wiping his saliva back on him. I'm so glad we're not awkward after that kiss...

"Autumn...can I ask you something?"

Uh oh.."Sure." I asked, trying to play it cool.

"Did that kiss...mean anything to you?" Shit! Why that question! Why couldn't it of been do you want to listen to more music? No! It has to be the one question I didn't want to hear. If I say yes, then me and Ryan...I don't know how that will turn out...and if I say no, then he thinks I am a slut and I lose him forever as my friend...But it's not like me and Ryan would ever EVER get together right? He's a ghost and doesn't deserve me. I mean he's gorgeous but those anger issues got to go! Surprisingly he hasn't actually meant to cut me but he has a sever case of male pms then he goes back to being nice...I have no clue! What am I going to do!

"Autumn? You still in there?" He asked, waving his pale, clawed hand in front of my face. I snapped out of my thoughts.

"Sorry. Zoned out."

"Oh..."he mumbled, looking down.

"So...what are we going to do with the ghosts? I'm sure the last ghost has been released. They're probably trying to-" I was stopped by looking at another threatening character that had just entered the kitchen. The Hammer. He glared at me and took one of his nails out of his shoulder, and came at me. I screamed, which captured Ryan's attention, whose back was to the Hammer. Ryan turned toward the Hammer and saw he was there. "GEORGE! SHE'S MINE! BACK OFF!"

"Oh look! Ryan's gone soft for that little bitch! What happened to your kill all bitches!"

"She's not a slut! I can't kill her!"

"Why? Did you finally get sick of killing? Have you reformed?" The Hammer aka George laughed. I just watched as the two ghosts argued back and forth, hoping Ryan wouldn't get hurt. What if Ryan gets hurt? He's the only real friend I have real had...and I just met him! I can't let him get hurt if it comes to that between them to! I'll have to help Ryan.