So This Is Love ~~~~ R.P.

xix. Petty Revenge

"Bobby's house is ridiculous."

It took quite a bit of looking, plus a couple of wrong turns, but the boys and I finally found Bobby's mansion. The inside looked bigger than the outside of the house. There had to be at least a hundred rooms, most of which probably had no purpose. There were loads of doors and tall ceilings. He had all his records and some awards on the walls -- well, our records.

"Have you seen these platinum records?" Alex pointed out.

"Platinum?" Reggie and I sputtered out.

"He recorded My Name Is Luke!" Luke cried angrily. "My name is Luke!"

"It's him!" Reggie pointed to a middle aged Bobby walking towards the stairs.

"Hey, Carrie. I'm gonna meditate," he called out.

"He wears sunglasses indoors," Reggie said snarkily.

"I'm in the den!" A voice responded from another room.

"I can't stand him," Luke muttered.

"Dude," I turned to him, "it's literally taking all my self control to not haunt him or something."

"Well, why don't we?" Luke started slowly.

"Luke..."

"Oh c'mon! They guy stole our songs, our future, our legacy. We could have had all this," he gestured to the records and awards on the walls. "Besides, why did we come here in the first place? To say hi?"

The four of us shared smirks.

"Time for his past to haunt him," Reggie smiled.

"Yep."

"Wait!"

All heads turned to a silent Alex who interrupted our plan.

"Let's not rush this. You know, it's my...
It's my first time haunting someone," he exhaled slowly. "I wanna make it special."

"Uh...okay."

We waited awhile before he entered a bathroom were Bobby was lightning candles. Then, turned on calm music out of nowhere.

"What the hell...Dude has a built in stereo system?" I gaped.

"That's pretty sick, actually," Reggie confessed, earning him an jab in the ribs from Luke.

Bobby settled himself on the floor with his eyes closed, "Ohm..."

"Alex, grab the thing,"

"What thing?"

"That thingy, I don't know."

"Ew! I don't want to. You get it."

"I can't."

"Oh."

"Guys! Stop!"

"Ugh!"

"Why are we so bad at this?"

"Okay. Alex, go by the shower."

"Why?"

"Just do it!"

"Ohm..." Bobby continues, oblivious to our argument.

"Okay, Reggie, blow the windchimes...
now!"

Reggie blew the chimes as Luke made the stereo play loud rock music.

Alex turned on the water from the shower, causing steam to rise and fill the room.

I started making the light flicker as the music started screeching.