Chapter 2Echoes of Summer: My Ghostly Sweetheart

Ten minutes later, I finally calmed down a bit.

Leaning against the wall, I pulled a cigarette out of my purse.

"What's going on? Why can I see you?"

Carter huddled in the corner of the wall.

He looked even more shocked than I did.

"I'd love to know that too."

Click. Click. The sound of my lighter flicked over and over.

It just wouldn't light the rain-soaked cigarette.

He paused, floated over, and tried to snatch it from my hand.

But he forgot that he couldn't touch anything. His hand passed right through the cigarette.

He froze for a second, then, as if trying to cover up his awkwardness, leaned in and sniffed me.

"Drinking? And smoking?"

"Summer, when did you pick up these habits?"

He and I went to the same middle school and high school.

We were practically childhood sweethearts.

Using the excuse that he was three months older than me, he always loved to lecture me.

But I was never afraid of him.

Not then, and not now.

"It's been too long. I forgot."

His eyes widened. "You can forget something like that?"

"Whatever, forgot is forgot. It's not important anyway."

Yeah.

Not important.

I tossed the cigarette aside and walked past him.

I took off my soaking wet trench coat and threw it carelessly onto the floor.

He floated right after me, sticking to me like glue.

"Hey, you see me and you aren't even scared? Don't you have any questions..."

His voice abruptly cut off.

Because after taking off my coat, I was now unbuttoning my wet dress.

The buttons were already undone down to my chest.

In a split second, he phased through the wall and vanished.

Immediately after, a roar echoed from the closed study room.

"Holy shit! Your fiancé cheats on you, so you decide to sexually harass me?!"

"I'll have you know I'm a pure, untouched virgin boy! I haven't even dated anyone! Don't try to force yourself on me!"

"Besides, I'm already dead! I can't satisfy you anyway!"