My Life Got Better.. After I Died, chapter 2

I floated into the arena. There were lots of people but the show hadn't started yet. I was in luck. I floated to the stage. I sat on the stool of the drumset, that Tre would soon use. I yelled, but no one seemed to hear me. I forgot that I was dead. I bounced up and down. I was waving my arms furiously. I thought it was funny that no one in the audience could see me. Suddenly the lights went out. I bet the concert was about to start. I heard footsteps on the stage. I knew that Green day was on stage at this very moment. I went and stood in front of the barrier, seperating the crowd from Green Day. I had he best seat in the house. Suddenly I saw something. It was a guy. He had also passed the barrier. Why aren't the guards stopping him? I thought to myself. I looked at his head. there was a deep gash in his right temple. Blood seemed to be streaming down his face. He seemed to be having fun though. It was then that I realized he must be dead too. I looked down at my own wrist. it had a deep cut and the blood was on my arm. I went to touch it. My left hand just went right through my wrist. I still had my regular clothes on and stuff. It was like I wasn't dead, except for the fact that I could float and do practically whatever I wanted. I decided to go over to the guy and see if I could talk to him.
"Hello?" I said questioningly, I wasn't sure if he would be able to hear me. The boy looked around for a second then looked at me.
"You can see me?" he asked.
"Yeah, are you... dead.?" I asked. I wasn’t sure how stupid I sounded.
"Actually, I am." He said.
"Wow this is weird, I met another ghost, if that's what you would call us." I said back to him.
"What's your name?? the boy asked me.
"Rebecca, and you?" I asked him.
"Seth." They boy replied. At that moment Green Day began to play. The show was awesome. I got to see Green Day. At one point of the concert I actually went up on stage and stood so close to Billie Joe that I could see everyone of his eyelashes on his eyes. I went back down and stood by Seth after that though. The concert ended unfortunately.
"We could always go backstage and see them some more." I say to Seth.
"Okay lets go." Being a ghost is so odd. We can walk and are wearing regular clothes, yet we still have the injuries from our deaths and instead of walking its more like floating. Seth and I began walking to the backstage area.
"So how old are you?" Seth asked me as we walked backstage.
"I was 15." I say
"Me too." Seth said.
"Wow cool." I say I wanted to ask him how he died but I thought it might be inappropriate.
There was a silence between Seth and I. Then I heard Billie Joes voice.
"It felt weird on stage tonight." Billie Joe said
"Really?" Tre asked
"Yeah like... there was a ghost." Billie Joe said. Seth and I just laughed.