Ghost Girl, chapter 1

rè looked up and down the street and sighed. Which way back to the hotel? The guys were touring England, Trè had gone for a walk and got lost.

He shivered, it was cold and (although he hated to admit it) being stuck outside in the dark, lost and alone is pretty damn creepy. There wasn't another human being in sight. (Or anything alive at all apart from plants.)

Suddenly he saw a small silhouette at one end of the road. He hurried towards it saying "Excuse me, do you know how to get to the old oak hotel?" He stopped in front of it, staring at his feet and panting. "Do you know... How to get to the... Old... Oak... Hotel?"
"Yes, why?" It was a girls voice.
"I need to get back." Trè said. He looked up to look at the girl and gasped slightly.

She was very pretty and so thin it was almost impossible. She had this long dark brown hair, highlighted with blond and blood red, smoky grey eyes, milk-white complexion and black painted fingernails. She was obviously gothic as she was wearing a black corset top, black jeans, a stud belt and suede boots.

"Straight up this street, take a left, down that road and it's on the corner, you can't miss it." She said casually. She looked at him and gasped. "Oh my god, are you Trè Cool, from Green Day?"
Trè chuckled. "Yeah that's me. And I'll be guessing you want an autograph?"
The girl looked at her feet miserably. "No, I haven't got any use for it and anyway, I couldn't."

"Oh well," Trè sighed, "Nice seeing you and, thanks." The girl smiled.
"No problem." She turned to go but Trè quickly said;
"What's your name? You know, so I can get in touch with you, or so I know your name if I see you again."
The girl looked slightly confused but replied; "Hannah, Hannah Williams."
Trè smiled and said; "Thanks." He turned and started walking back to the hotel. Behind him, Hannah slowly faded into the black.