Alex pov

"Come on ya wussies! Are you to scared???"

"HELL NAW I AIN'T! I'LL GO IN THERE!"

"THEN GO!"

"I WILL!"

I stomped up the old wooden stairs, and looked backed, giving Charles Lee the stank eye. He smirked backed.

I flipped him off and went inside the abandoned house, about to prove that weenis wrong. It was quite dark and dusty in here, like any other typical abandoned house. The door shut behind me, without me doing so.

I flinched, and felt a cold shiver run down my spine.

"Excuse me bitch, but why are you here?"  A voice whispered into me ear, which sounded pretty gay.

"Umm... Because of a dare? And who are you?" I looked around.

"Sigh... That's what everyone says."

"True.. What's your name man?" I ask.

"The name is John Laurens, and you are?"

"Alexander Hamilton, and where are you? I can't see ya."

"Bro, ima ghost, and you can only see me if you say the password."

"What? A password?"

"Yup."

"How the fuck am i suppose know some password?!"

"GUESS! IT'LL BE FUN!"

"I dunno, password?"

"Really? Password?"

"I did guess, so just tell mE!"

"FinE its 'John is a gay queen'..."

"That is such a amazing password bro." I snort and wipe a fake tear.

"Heh... Thanks."

Then all of a sudden a poof of blue light morphed into a person.

Well, a dead person, but still.

"Welp... Hi. This is me." He said, and i almost threw up gay barf just looking at him.

He had the most cutest fucking face ever, curly hair in a low ponytail, and a million freakles all over his tan face.

I must've been staring to long, becuase a smirk was on his face.

"Like what ya see?"

I blush and look away, mumbling "yep."

He moved closer to me and wiggled his eyebrows in a gay manner. I snort and push him away.

"Wanna be friends?" He asked randomly.

"Hell yeah i do! I never been friends with a gay ghost before."

"Well now ya can say ya did."