The summer sun was glaring at the teens who gathered in the parking lot of Richie's apartment.
"Oh, man! It's so hot," said Richie as he threw the cricket bat down.
"Yeah, dude! It's scorching the ground---"said Darwin but Lamarch interrupted, "...and my skin."
"Lamarch, why do you care about your beauty and looks as much as a girl?" Gothy mocked lightly.
"I would suggest you to do the same, Gothy, or else it will take no time for you to become as round as a football," Lamarch replied humorously.
"Guys, stop fighting now" Lamarch forwned, "Is this how we will waste our precious holidays?"
"Guys, guys, guys!" Richie clapped to gain attention.
"I got a-----"he continued but soon was interrupted.
Lamarch guessed, "New i-phone," broadening his chest in confidence. His voice was sweet, of course it has to be sweet to be a great singer. His way of playing guitar was as beautiful as his singing.
"No!" Richie replied, shattering Lamarch's confidence into thousands of pieces like glass.
Then Darwin, "Passes for Football match!?"
"Free coupons for The Great Garden Hotel!?" Gothy couldn't think of anything except food.
"No, no, NO!!" Richie was getting irritated now.
"Then what?" Lamarch, Darwin and Gothy asked in chorus.
"I got an ... Ouija booooarrd..." His deep voice trailed off in mystery and excitement.
"That's GREAT!" All the boys screamed with happiness. Afterall their dead, boring holidays were going to get alive with the thrill.
They made up the plan and decided to meet at Richie's apartment.
"So we'll meet here in the parking and we'll go together at my room here, 7:30 tonight." declared Richie.
Everyone nodded and left, while Richie went upstairs, at his home to set everything up.
At 7:30 pm everyone gathered and Richie took them upstairs with him.
Richie cleared his throat and said, "So. Are...you... ready!? Is anyone AFRAID?"
Gothy almost jumped when Richie said "afraid" loudly.
"No!" Lamarch was confident.
"Not me either!" Darwin's dark black eyes twinkled with fun.
"N-not me---" Gothy shrugged his shoulders, but deep inside he was too afraid. But again, he didn't want anyone, specially Lamarch to mock at him so he acted as if he was enjoying everything.
Richie opened the door of his house. Pale yellow light flashed up on their faces as they stepped in. Gothy was about to switch the lights on, when everyone yelled at him, asking him not to spoil the mood by doing so.
The aroma of candles filled the air and they took their positions around the Ouija Board.
They were sitting still with little candles all around the room. The windows were closed and the curtains veiled the glass panes. There was a deadly silence in the room and the only thing making noise was the fan rotating above their head.
The strange thing to be observed was that Bozo, Richie's neighbour's dog was not barking that evening. It was 7:48 and Bozo usually barked at the time after having his appetite. The old man said it was the dog's way of thanking him for the food.
Richie explained, "Don't make any unnecessary noise," he touched his slightly highlighted and spiked hair habitually, "Be calm and do not insult the board or the spirit."
Gothy's stomach growled with hunger. He blushed awkwardly. They decided to have some snacks before beginning the game.
Lamarch's fingers reached for the potato chips, "Do spirits really exist?" He asked. He was quite dark in complexion that made him half-invisible in the dimly lit room.
"Maybe" Gothy whispered.
"Don't question a ghost about proving its existence once we start the game." Richie cautioned everyone.
"Nothing gets completed without a joint of weed" Darwin removed a joint from the pocket of his white shirt. The light coloured clothes that he preferred to wear suited his chocolate brown skin colour very well.
"He will never change." Richie said as he shook his head.
"Plee don' get ttoned", Gothy's mouth was full of chips,"Od inttead of cawing the ppirit, we'll haddoo get yo' high down."
"Fine, I won't get stoned, just a drag or two." Darwin smoked the weed.
It was 9 and they decided not make further delays.