"Scrambled eggs, anyone?"
After getting settled, it was already late, so everyone fell asleep in their rooms within the first couple hours of our arrival. It was currently the next morning, and Vlad was coming around the table, serving all of us breakfast. This act of his will always be annoying. Tuck, Sam, Jazz and I sat on one side, while the adults sat opposite of us. After serving our meal, Vlad took the seat beside Mom. Totally didn't see that coming.
"Hey guys," I said while grabbing my first bite of food, "you guys wanna head to that Wi-Fri place?"
"What the heck is a 'Wi-Fri'?" Tucker typically spoke with his mouth full.
"It's some hangout I saw here while we were in the van yesterday," I replied, "It kinda reminded me of the Nasty Burger back in Amity Park."
"Sounds good to me," Sam said, "I don't wanna be stuck with Vlad all day."
I laughed at her response, "Agreed!"
I asked Jazz if she wanted to come with us, but she decided to opt out and take a self-tour of the town. Beats me if I know why; I guess my sis is just curious about the place.
We all finished up with breakfast, walking out the door after a few last-minute things. Considering we weren't really familiar with Beverly Heights, we didn't know what was where. Good thing for us, the Wi-Fri sticks out like a sore thumb; it's one of the tallest buildings in the neighborhood, alongside the home of Billy Joe Cobra. The three of us took a stroll down a few blocks, and soon arrived at our destination.
This place kinda is like a Nasty Burger! Teenagers crowded inside the building, drinking smoothies and sitting around the room on chairs and sofas. Since we just ate breakfast, we decided to grab a sofa on the second floor to chat and relax. This town is pretty normal, I thought.
…I spoke too soon…
A kid dressed in women's clothes came strutting while drinking a smoothie. Now I've seen it all.
"Ladies and gentleman, Jeevster comin' through!"
The three of us stared in confusion, wondering what this guy was up to. He was later followed by a girl in a purple sweater, and-
"It's the kid!" My thoughts were unintentionally whispering aloud.
"What kid?"
The kid from the window yesterday followed the purple girl and crossdresser through the Wi-Fri. No sign of the ghost, though.
"Nevermind," I brushed it off, "I thought that kid looked familiar."
"The one dressed up like a girl?" Tucker and Sam both looked confused.
"No! I'm talking about the one who walked by in the red and white shirt."
"Huh, if anything," Sam went on, "he kinda looks like you."
"No way," I denied, "how the heck does he look like me?"
"Well for starters," Tuck began, "you're both wearing a red and white shirt with jeans."
"And you guys also have the same sort of hairstyle," Sam added in."
"But," I commented, "we have different hair and eye colors, and I don't know anyone who's dressed up like a girl before!"
"Well Tuck's dressed up like a girl before," Sam couldn't help but giggle a little at the memory.
"Uhh…let's try not to recall that memory please!" The two of us erupted in laughter as a result of his embarrassment.
"Rajeev, come on!" Our conversation was interrupted by the one going on between crossdresser, purple girl, and look-alike me. They had taken a seat on the sofa behind us. "We gotta record the scene again!"
"I thought the scene was flawless," Rajeev argued. "That take was perfectly fine!"
"Spencer," the purple girl calmly commented, "maybe you guys should call it a day for the movie. You have the entire summer, after all."
"You're right, Shanilla," Spencer replied with a smile. "Alright then, Rajeev, we're done filming for today. I'll see you later guys, I'm gonna head home to download the video to my computer."
The three of us we're trying not to laugh out loud, so we kept out chuckles and comments to ourselves. What type of movie were they recording?! They said their goodbyes and Spencer went down the stairs and out the door.
Just as he was walking out the door, the familiar blue ghost flew right beside him.
"Hey, Brotisserie!"
Spencer continued walking out the door, so I couldn't see what happened after that. Calling the kid a piece of chicken didn't sound too friendly to me. Could this be the rogue ghost my parents were brought here to capture?
A mental light bulb floated above my head and lit up. If I catch that ghost, I thought to myself, then my family can go home! Seeing no more Vlad would make everyone's summer a lot better.
"Danny," Tuck waved his hand in front of me," you okay, dude?"
"Yeah," I quickly responded. "Guys, I just found the rogue ghost."
"Wait, what?" They both replied, startled. "Where's the ghost?"
"It followed Spencer out the door. Let's catch the ghost so we can all enjoy a summer back home."
We walked out the door and soon caught eye of Spencer. The ghost was right behind him and unaware of our presence about ten feet behind them. There was no place I could go ghost without being seen, but at this rate I won't even have to.
"Tuck, hand me the thermos," I asked. He took the thermos from his backpack and handed it to me. We've learned to always have one on hand; you never know when you'll have to catch ghosts.
"Rogue ghost," Danny exclaimed as he ran toward them, "Time for you to head back to the ghost zone!" I pointed the thermos at the blue ghost.
"Huh?" Spencer had turned around confused, but his eyes soon widened as he took hold of the situation.
"Whoa wait a sec," the you got the wrong idea!" Danny refused to listen, determined to capture the foreign ghost. Within seconds he sucked the enemy into the Fenton thermos.