Dave stared out the car window as the scenery sped by, as if time itself was being fast forwarded into the nothingness. He had nothing against this move, in fact he welcomed it, but he didn't agree with the place, Maple Valley, Washington. He thought that moving THAT far to get away from his problems was a little much.
He looked to his left to see his older brother, Dirk, on his phone and pestering his boyfriend. He didn't get how he could fall in love over the internet anyway, It seems like bulshit to him. He looked to the drivers seat and saw his other older bro. He was the one taking care of him and Dirk. Considering their par- Daves train of thought was interrupted by the car jerking to a stop, and Bro announcing "Yo' lil' dudes, we're here!"

"This place is a dump, Bro." Dirk wined as he yanked his crap out of the trunk.

"You're a dump." replied bro as he unbuckled Lil' Cal from the passenger seat.

"You both are dumps." Dave sighs out as he drags his few belongings to the house, and walked up the three steps of the house. He took a second to stare at it. This would be the first time he and his family lived in a real house! They would all have their own rooms, and a real kitchen to cook in. "This is gonna be a trip," he thought as he unlocked the door with the key Bro had bought for him "I wonder how shitty this schools gonna be."

The door opened and Dave peered inside. The walls were a clean pale tan color, and there were polished hardwood floors. He took a few steps in and saw the living room in full view. There was a large stone fireplace, and a few nails in the walls surrounding it, probably for pictures and such. He shivered as a chilly breeze started to tinge the air. 'Damn!' thought Dave incredulously 'it's fucking cold in here!' He glanced around to see if he could find the source of the sudden chill in the air, he noticed that there were two large windows , but they weren't open, so he just shrugged off the chill.

Dave saw a set of stairs which probably went up to the bedrooms and attic. Dave lugged his junk upstairs just as he heard Bro yell "Yo' lil' man! You might wanna pick your room before Dirk lays claim to the good one!"
Dave took heed and looked into the rooms, He picked the one that was the farthest one from the staircase. It was fairly sized, and had it's own bathroom. All of the rooms did. He had no clue how Bro could afford this place, it was so fucing big! Not to mention the fact that they could hardly afford the apartment that they shared back in Texas, let alone this fucking mansion. 'I'll question him later' Dave decided as he set his bags down.

John was just walking (or more or less floating) around his empty home. He knew Jade was sleeping, so he took the opportunity to float around the house. He floated up to his bedroom and sat on the floor. " I still can't get over how empty our house is…" he said to no one in particular. John missed his dad, and his two cousins, Jake and jane. Well… He was glad that they weren't dead, like Jade and him, but he still missed them dearly. He was about to go wake up Jade when he heard the front door open.

John jumped up to see who was coming into his house, but was surprised to see that it was a blonde boy around his age maybe older, who was wearing aviator shades walk in with a key. John quietly walked down the stairs so he could get a better look. The boy was at least a foot taller than him, and had little freckles dusting his cheeks. John got really close to see if he could try to see the boy's eyes, but then stumbled away because he notice the boy shiver. 'Ugh! I freaking hate being a ghost sometimes!' thought John as followed the strange boy 'I wish I was alive to be their friend! At least then I wouldn't have to prank them all the fucking time!'