《Paranormal Hope》Chapter 2
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(Bailee's P.O.V.)
That night we ask Madame Priscilla about the "sleepover. " "Why, of course!" I bet she was glad we finally found a friend that wasn't each other. We fall asleep around 11 and sleep for a long time, until about 11 a.m., knowing it will be a long exciting night. "Are you excited?" I say excitingly. "Im excited but nervous. What if something goes wrong?" She says nervously. "If something dangerous happens we will leave. We will be fine trust me." I say reassuring her. "Okay." She responds.
The rest of the day mainly consists of us being our idiotic selfs until 6:00 roles around and its time to go. We head to the ghost town and see the large van. "Cool!" I exclaim. Lia nods, "We better not get in trouble for this though." "We won't. Just have fun!" The crew piles out and we hide behind buildings, making our way towards the hotel. "There's an open window," I point and walk towards it. I start climbing through quietly but soon see Lia isn't behind me. "Look at the sunset," she breathes. I sigh, "Come on! We have to hurry before they lockdown." She purses her lips but walks towards me. I slide inside and Lia follows behind me. I hear Nick and Aaron conversing and look around, "Let's go upstairs," I whsiper. We take soft footsteps and walk upstairs as quietly as we can. The sun soon sets and we are left in the dark. "I'm scared, " Lia trembles. "We will be okay. Just sit down in this hallway, we can wait for them here," I say softly. She inhales and bites her lip, then nods. I hear footsteps and look down the hall. Three shadowy figures are walking towards us. I hold my breath and slowly pull my friend up. We stand and face the figures and Lia squeezes my hand. They start talking and I recognize Zak Bagans voice. It's just them!
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(Lia's P.O.V.)
The three men stop and are talking softly. What are they doing? "Stupid ghosts! Go away!" I faintly see something flying towards us. A spirit box? It hits Bailee right over her left eye and she falls onto her back, letting go of my hand. "What the heck did you do that for?" I say loudly. Aaron and Nick start laughing, "That's a real little girl!" Nick says. They walk towards us with their equipment. "I am so sorry! I thought you were ghosts." Zak says. "Well my friend might be a ghost now!" I say throwing my arms towards the ground where she lays. "Well, w-what are you doing here?" Zak stutters."Well we really love your show, and her crazy mind thought it would be cool to be in a lockdown with you guys." Bailee groans, "You okay B?" I ask helping her up. "I think so, why did Zak throw a spirit box at me?" "Sorry! I thought you were ghosts!" He says again. "And by the way, Nick, we are not little girls," I sass. "Sorry." He says sheepishly. "What are you girls's names anyway?" Nick asks. "Im Lia." "Im Bailee" she responds. "Well it was fun meeting you and all but you probably shouldn't be here." Zak says. "Dude wait so you throw your spirit box at my head and almost knock me out and we cant go on the ghost hunt with you?!" Bailee snaps. "Wont your parents be worried? I mean you would be out all night long." Aaron said. "We live in an orphanage and said we were having a sleepover." I say. "You guys figured everything out didnt you?" Nick questions smugly. "Yes." Bailee responds. "Ok then lets go." Nick says grinning in the dark.
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