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Yes. Time for my pretyped disclaimer!! ((not really pre-typed))
So anyway, this is rated PG-13 for Frank's cronic Swearing Disease. Yes...it is a real disease....
Oh And ME, OWN MCR?! Your joking, right? Oh, and the Paramour and it's location are unknown to me, complain about it in a PM. Got it..>>
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Chapter One

“Damnit! Why do we have to go to the Paramoouuurrr?” Edward whined next to me. “It’s the most haunted building in America. They say that, 30 years ago, band died there. Anyway, my mom’s gonna freak!” I said, excitedly changing the subject slightly. “Your mom would freak, Erika.” Jezibell said, rolling her eyes.
Edward, Jezibell, and I sat in the park, deliberating. At least, we called it a park. My mother called it a ‘piece of concrete with benches.’ “A park isn’t a park without grass~” She had always told me. But we lived in New York City and grass wasn’t happening, so we deliberated at the concrete square with a picnic table. “Anyway, Edward, if we don’t go we won’t pass!” I said a little agitation in my voice. We had been put through the Paranormal School for “The Gifted,” the gifted mainly meaning we could see and talk to ghosts. Of course, we all thought that by now people wouldn’t believe in ghosts (It was the year 2036 after all). Most kids at our school didn’t believe in them. But we still had a project to do to get out of school, and it was to live a year or more in a haunted house. Usually, these where just normal homes with one or two ghosts in them, never something huge, like the Paramour House and yet, this was the house Edward, Jezibell and I where assigned.
“I know it’s the most haunted home in the US, but still! There are sooo many ghosts. I don’t know if we can handle it!” Edward had complained about our assignment since we’d received it. He’d never liked ghosts and always hated the school we went to. “It doesn’t matter if we can or can’t!” Jezibell snapped. “We still need to meet at Erika’s place tomorrow to go to the airport and leave. So let’s go home and pack, damn it all.” Edward and I stared at Jezibell a moment and shrugged. “Kay, Jezi. We’ll meet at my place around nine, ‘right?” Jezibell nodded and Edward sighed. “Alright.”

“MOM! I’M HOME!” I yelled, walking into the house. It was more of a two-story apartment than a house, but a home nonetheless. The first thing I heard was the sound of music being turned off and running. Next thing I knew, my mom was standing right in front of me. “Well?” She said wide-eyed. My mom and I lived alone, so when she found out I was accepted to PSTG, she was all for me going. She didn’t really want me to leave for a year, but I was 18, and she thought it’d be good practice for dealing with me moving out.
“We got assigned the Paramour, mom.” She stared at me for a second, trying to figure out whether or not I was kidding. “Isn’t…Isn’t that…” I stared at her for a second, waiting for the “Congrats~!” But it didn’t come. Instead, she slumped in a chair and stared at her CD collection. CDs where severely out dated, but that didn’t stop Mom from owning them. I followed her eyes to the M’s, where there were three CD cases missing. As far as I knew, mom never had any CDs by bands with the first letter of M. I saw a tear run down her cheek before she quickly whipped it away. “Who is going with you?” She said, voice quivering slightly. I sat down in the chair next to her.
“Edward and Jezi.” I muttered. My mom smiled. “Say hi to them for me.” She said softly. Somehow, I didn’t think she ment my friends. “I will.” I said simply, and then ran up to my room to pack.
We’d always learned that we needed to confront ghosts looking nice, like we where going to church or something. I thought this was hogwash but Jezibell would kill me if I didn’t have nice clothes, so I threw a skirt and white top into my bag. I picked out a weeks worth of other clothes, since there was a mall near the house anyway and most of my clothes didn’t fit. Go figure. I threw my cross necklace in there, too, just in case, and to top it all off, my adored kitty, Helena. I’d had that stuffed animal since I was two, and I never left her behind.
I double checked my backpack, threw in a few more things and ran to the bathroom to brush my teeth. ‘Eh, f.uck my teeth.’ I thought, running out of the bathroom to put on my PJs, and after words running down to see my mom. She was still sitting in the chair, listening to on of her CDs.



The words filled the room as I noticed my mom was crying slightly. I’d never heard this song before, and she seemed to turn it off quickly when she heard me walk in. Mom turned to me and smiled.

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And, In effort to give me more time to write this story i need 10, count 'em 10! Comments to post the next chapter. In a week...Heh heh

Meh, seems interesting.

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Ahh.. crying I didn't get 10 coments.....x.x Oh wells.
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Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning, still wondering what the hell had gotten into my mom last night. I grabbed my bag of bathroom necessities and my backpack on my way downstairs. My mom was in the kitchen, being uncharacteristically quiet. “Hey Mom!” I said as happily as I could muster, considering I was leaving for a year or more. It was usually expected of students to buy the house they where assigned to, so I wasn’t sure how long I’d be gone. Mom looked at me, an unusual blankness in her eyes. “Hello.” I blinked. ‘Hello? Since when does mom use Hello?’ I thought, glancing at the clock. 8:20. I only had 40 minutes with my mom left for the rest of the year. That’s when Mom seemed to snap out of it.
“Oh, I’m sorry Erik,” she started, leaving the “A” off my name as she did when she was upset, “I’m just upset that you’re leaving for God knows how long. I’ll miss you.” When I saw her start to cry, I felt my eyes over flow, too. I ran up and hugged her. “I’ll miss you, too.” I whispered, soaking her shoulder. She pushed me off gently, looking me in the eye. “You can’t be sad much at that house. You need to focus on your job and not worry about me, okay? I’ll be fine.” I nodded, smiling through the tears. I glanced at the clock again when she let go of me. 8:38. I sighed and walked out to the entry way/living room and sat on the couch. ‘I know they’ll be here…’ I couldn’t finish my thought because the doorbell rang.
“Hey hey!” Edward said loudly, getting my mom’s attention. She ducked out of the room, probably to compose herself. “Hey guys! You’re early!” I said, with little surprise in my voice. Jezibell was always early, and Edward needed a ride with her, making him early, too. Jezibell smiled. “So?” She was obviously referring to my mom and the party-she-must’ve-thrown-me last night. I looked at the ground and she dropped the question when my mom walked in. “Hey Jezibell and Edward!” Mom said loudly, getting us all to smile. “Let’s get you guys to the airport!”

At the airport, Edward, Jezi, and I stepped out of the car. All of us had backpacks and our tickets, so we could speed through to our plane bound for LAX. My mom got out for a second and I hugged her. “I’ll call!” I said, smiling at her. She nodded, returning the smile. “Have fun.” She said happily, getting back into the car. We watched her drive off, and then ran into the airport and through the short security line. Soon, we were at our gate, staring at the plane. This plane would take only half an hour to get us to LA. Edward gasped. “I think they’re boarding!” He yelled, and tore off toward the ‘A’ line. Jezibell and I tore after him through the crowd of people. Somehow, we all got seats together. I stared out the window as the plane took off and everything started to wiz by. I groaned. I absolutely despised flying.
“Oh! Cheer up!” Jezibell said. “We’ll be there in a few minutes and then you’ll be telling us to hurry up. The flight is nothing.” She was right. We landed about 15 minutes after we took off and quickly got off the plane. I pulled on Jezi’s arm -who was holding onto Edward’s arm- and started to run through the LAX airport. We caught the empty taxi sent by the school just as it arrived. “PSTG?” The driver asked as we nodded and panted. Edward and I slipped into the back of the car, Jezibell in the front. I paid the driver and we were off to the Paramour.

We where there within the hour, but we where all exhausted. We stopped dead after getting out of the cab. The place was HUGE, and not only that, but it was really scary looking. Edward gulped and grabbed my hand, as I reached for Jezibell’s. We looked at each other. What could go wrong? We all sighed and made our way to the house. That could have possibly been our very first mistake.
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