“Man, I’m so exhausted,” Kieth said as he walked into his new house.

He and his mom had just moved to Texas from Georgia to finally get away from his dad. His dad was abusive and drank way too much ever since Kieth's younger sister died. Ever since that incident, his dad was never the same, and his dad blamed his mom for it.

“Honey! You can pick your room while I go to the store! Unpack your bags!” Keith’s mom yelled down the stairs.

“Okay! Be careful and don’t buy too much junk food!”

“As if I’d even let u even know if I did! I’d hide it from u! Ha!” She yelled as she left the house.

Keith was always very protective of his mom and had protected her from his dad a lot. Man was he glad they finally built up the guts to move away. All he wanted was a fresh start somewhere and for his mom to be treated the way she should be.

He walks in the room farthest down the hall upstairs and collapsed on the bed. “Ughhh...” he let out when he hit the bed. He was about to sleep but then the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, was someone in the room with him? He spun around and saw a kid floating?! Wtf?!!

He grabbed the chair next to the bed and held it up as a way of protection, although a chair was probably not the best weapon of attacking someone that could float. The boy was talking and Kieth was very confused if he was in danger or not cause this kid looked his age and he was also talking to himself.

“Great. Another teenage boy. As if I wasn’t tempted enough by the last kid, man was he hot tho. I think this one is crazy tho. Who in the world holds up a chair for no reason, I feel bad for him now. Boys these age are all going crazy. All I want to do is move on... why can’t I just go to heaven already... ugh”

“Heaven?” Kieth said as he kept his grip on the chair

The boy looked frightened and he jumped down to the rug. “Wtf, u talking to me?” The boy said looking like he saw a ghost (pun intended) 

“No, I’m talking to the other floating boy in my room. Who the fuck are u?” Holding up the chair higher

“Wow, someone has a foul mouth. Excuse u, but u are in MY room. Who are u?”

“I’m Keith. Nice to meet you.” Keith said putting the chair down a bit. “I just moved here with my mom” then Keith looked at the boy and he looked kinda sad. “Hey, uh, you ok.....?”

“Ummm... sorry. I’m Kris. I'm fine, it’s just that, no one has ever been able to see me before. I normally watch family to family move into my house and I’m just here, watching”

“That’s really depressing”

“Wow, thanks. I feel so much better” Kris said as he rolled his eyes

“Man, lay off the sarcasm. Idk what to say, never been in this situation before. Maybe I can see you because we both have depressing lives and we’re both losers”

“Hey! Speak for yourself. I’m handsome.” Kris said as he sat on the rug and smirked at Keith while fluffing his hair with his hand.

Damn, Kieth thought. He is handsome bth. Kris had light, long, fluffy brown hair. He looked relatively tall with a jaw line that could probably kill people. He was wearing a tye-dye jacket with white jeans and white high tops.

"He’s just my type", Kieth thought. Then he blushed at the thought. Keith wasn’t half bad looking either but he wasn’t as hot as Kris. Keith has black straight hair, he was kinda short but average height for his age, had muscles (cause he worked out 😏), and wore black jeans with purple converse and a purple hoodie.

Keith realized he was staring too long and looked away. “Anyways...” Keith said trying to stop thinking about Kris while he’s in the same room as him. “So... you're a ghost I presume?”

“Um.. yea. I’ve never talked about it before. I kinda died here so I can’t leave my house, or I mean, your house now”

“Wow, I’m sorry, that sucks. Uh, u said u wanted to go to heaven earlier?”

“Yea I guess. Well, it's probably better than watching people move in and out of my house and just me being bored to death”

“Can I ask you something?” Kieth asked kinda nervously. “You're a ghost, so like, can u touch people?”

“Oh, dunno. I’ve never tried. U mind?” And Kris held his hand up nervously.

Keith went to sit next to Kris and held his hand up. Kris moved his hand to Keith’s hand and it touched his hand (they were basically were holding hands ~~)

“So cool..” Keith said and he looked up and saw that Kris was crying

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Keith said and moved his hand away fast

“No, I’m sorry,” Kris said removing his tears with his sleeve. “If I focus really hard I can hold books for a while or cover up with a blanket. I’m so stupid for not thinking I could touch someone, I've just been alone for so long I guess”

“Well if I’m the first person who can see u, it’d be kinda weird for someone to just feel u touch them without seeing someone there, right?”

“True...” Kris said looking a bit better now, but his eyes looked swollen

“Honey help me with the rest of the bags and the groceries!” Keith’s mom yelled from downstairs

Kris looked at Keith and Keith looked sad at the sound of his mom's voice. He wondered what Keith had been through cause he said earlier his life was depressing, but he didn’t want to be too pushy since Keith was the only one who could see him. Wait maybe other people could see him....

“Hey!” Kris said kinda too loud with excitement 

“Yea?” Keith said in a kinda worried tone at the sudden outburst from Kris

“If u can see me, u think your mom can see me?”

“Oh shit! Maybe! Let’s go find out. U can like come out of the room right?”

“Yea, I'm only trapped in the house, not the room”

“Ok, just like casually walk, don’t do that floating shit. U almost made me piss my pants doing that earlier”

“Ha. Wish u did. That’d be a sight for sore eyes”

“Oh shut up” Keith said exiting the room blushing a little bit

Kris followed him and they walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Kris was scared but also kinda excited. He was so happy at the thought someone else could see him, he almost floated up but he didn’t want Keith’s mom to freak out so he kept walking steadily behind Keith. They walked through the kitchen door........