Chapter 6

It took a while for Skylar to get out of his room dressed. I used the span of time to study Kate,Kathy or whatever her name was. She had auburn colored hair just like mine. Like Skylar, her hair was dyed. The edges were black whilst it's roots retained it's natural color. Her hair was straight unlike mine - curly. She had caramel brown eyes and i had Hazel brown. Well,at least we had some few similarities. Her skin complexion was milky tanned whilst mine was milky white. Okay,way too much similarities. I was about poking my hand through her face when the door opened. It was Skylar dressed in a red sports Jersey, hugging a ball underneath his left arm and his phone in the right. By this time my, hands had already gone through her face. He dropped the ball, his mouth agape.

" Why,what's wrong?. Have you seen a ghost or is something wrong with my appearance?" Kathy asked.

" No. Nothing's wrong. You're perfectly fine" Skylar replied in a high pitched tone, earning a squint from Kathy.

" Alright. Just hurry. We've got about 30 minutes left. So move it" she bossed him around.

He took out a pen from God knew where , picked a paper and wrote something on it but concealed it from her, gently pushing her out the room. He left the note stuck on the door before locking. It read :

Ghosts can walk through walls. Feel free to go anywhere you want to but don't go beyond the gates. I'm not I'd be able to find you. I know chocolates are your favorites. There's some in the fridge. Try to hold as many objects in the room as you can. Begin with the little ones. I may be home late and probably the rest of the gang will follow. Take care.

I laughed at the thought of myself walking through walls. Was Skylar serious?. I think he must've read and watched too many comics. I'm not Casper the friendly ghost to just go popping my head in and out of walls. I smiled at the fridge. Ch - co - late. It took me some seconds to realize what Skylar had done. Couldn't he have kept the chocolate on the kitchen table, the counter or even the cupboard?. I sighed, dropping myself into a couch. Comfortable. I looked around the room to study the things I could start holding. a

After all I didn't know what I'd do. All I knew was that I had to get the delicacy in the fridge.

I walked around the room for a while deciding to start with books. He had a messy stack of books on his study table. I tried holding the book but my hands went right through it. Repeating the same motion,my hands went through it.

Seriously?, how hard could it be?. My delicacy patience was running low and fast. I let out a deep breath,tried again and it worked. Finally,I guess determination was the key after all. I tried carrying some other stuff like his um...I didn't know what it was but I'd asked him later, chair,other books,kitchen utensils which were neatly displayed, the remote,shoes which he had left lying around when he went in to take a shower.

" I did it, I did it. I finally did it" I screamed as I run around his room. At least I could kill my prey which comfortably rested in the fridge. I snapped my head towards the direction of the fridge walking stealthily towards it and opened it. There my prey lay in slumber. I took out the box, opened it and unwrapped a chocolate bar, greedily taking a bite of chocolate as I savoured its rich taste. Heaven.

I had one task completed. It took me 2 hours to hold objects, now moving on to the next part where he expected me to walk through walls. Classic. I positioned myself in front of his bedroom door.

" Here goes nothing" I spoke aloud, bracing myself to hit the door. I actually walked through it. No way, cool. I needed to start trusting him.

I was in his bedroom. The place was messier than a garbage dump. I pivoted around, spotting every single messy thing he left. His closet was open,bed crumpled with different variety of clothes on them, most looking dirty. Socks were scattered all around the floor. Balls stood motionless on the carpeted floor. He had played basketball in his room as there was a mini hoop present. Various books and pamphlets were scattered on a center table,a wet towel from my point of view had been recklessly thrown on other dry ones on a racket. Basically,the only organized thing in his room was Nothing.

" Cheers to which ever lady marries him" I muttered as I kept staring at the mess displayed like an exhibition. Contemplating for a while, I picked up a blue summer short on his bed and folded it. I began folding the stuff on his bed throwing the dirty stuff in the laundry basket whose view was partly hidden by the closet.

" I'm just glad my mother ain't here to see this " I sighed.

Any normal human who got Skylar's room as detention would call it slavery or corporal punishment. After forever of cleaning up his room, I was almost done. I looked at the clock in his room. 2:00. It was a miracle that I was actually able to clean the mess. I had successfully changed his 'garbage dump' into a conducive living place. I walked through the wall and back to the living room. I clutched tummy as pain panged,hunger. Hurriedly walking towards the fridge,I opened it, looking for something to eat. Anything to eat.

Then I saw it. It was rice congee. Who knew he'd actually been a fan of rice congee?. I emptied it's content into a ceramic bowl and microwaved it. A smile spread on my face as I took out my meal and licked my lips. Sitting on his chair, I put the bowl on his study table. Within minutes,I was done the meal. I could not risk my skin getting wet so I just dropped the bowl in the sink. Turning around,I noticed the meal Kathy had prepared. I heated it and later watched the mushroom soup cool down. I scooped a little into a bowl and tasted it. I regretted that moment.

It was bland. Literally bland. Did she prepare that according to her taste or his?. Whichever one it was,the taste was bad. I emptied the bowls content into the pot and went back to sit. I watched the time a little while after that. 3:00. Taking a book from his desk I started to read. I had read only 3 chapters when I felt hungry. People,don't judge. I'm just someone who has a very good taste when it comes to food and delicacies. went back to the fridge and prized on the lemon cake. Wicked.

I feasted on it and went back to reading. I was halfway through the book when I felt extremely tired. Heat crept into the room forcing me to take of the hoodie. The human had dressed me well. I was left with sports bra underneath . I removed the sneakers and jumped into the couch. Darkness followed.