~Chapter 11~

-John Adams P.O.V-
After the long nights sleep, I'm so relieved when the breakfast bell rings. Angelica and I head down together and we meet up with Peggy and George on the way down. The four of us get in line telling each other about what happened after we parted in company. Angie and I promised we wouldn't tell about the pale actor boy in our room, so we made up something about watching some TV and then talking before bed. We find an empty table. I have "eggo" waffles with fruit creating a happy face on it. Then I douse it in raspberry syrup and start shoving it down my happy throat. I'm so jubilant when a French guy with neat pulled back hair and a guy who looks like he hasn't slept for ages joins us at our table. The French dude eats three croissants and then leaves, but the sleepy guy is to busy eating pancakes sleepily to really care. We all talk and I find out that sleepy's name is Alex and French's name is Lafayette. We all talk and then Angie signals to me that we have to leave to get back to our room.

When we get back to the safely of our "haunted" room, Angie turns to me and whispers, "We need to find that ghost again!" "Ok! We need to figure out how to get him to come out of the shadows." I'm so excited to be looking for a ghost with my friend! School is AWESOME!!! "HEY GOAT!! I MEAN GHOST!! COME OUT HERE! WE NEED TO RALK TO YOU!!" I shout happily. "Yeah, that was subtle!" Angie grumbles. I roll my eyes. Does she always wake up in the wrong side of the bed? I mean, I'm just curious but does she have to be such a downer? The world is so bright and sunny!! Not gloomy and dark! Much to both of our surprise we are greeted with the quiet whisper, "You wish to speak to me?"

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