Luke Patterson x oc

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N/A: Well, I was originally planning on making a one-shot but I had this idea for a new character in the jatp storyline and I just couldn't help it, First time writing so hope you enjoy!

I was arriving at Carlos's house after going quickly to my house after school.

Today was an important day for my family given that it was my uncle's anniversary of death. I didn't know much about him. My family didn't like to talk about the subject, and I didn't even dared to ask since my aunt always ended up with tears in her eyes every time someone mentioned him. Was it that tragic? How long ago was it? I didn't have a clue. When my aunt was bringing me to Carlos’s house I tried to touch the subject subtly. Maybe today I'd get answers.

“So, important day, huh?” I asked, trying to be sensible. I could see my aunt watching me from the corner of her eye.

“Yeah, I guess you could say that..“ she moved uncomfortably in her seat and then attempted to distract herself searching for a radio station.

“You know, I always come to bring flowers with you each year on his anniversary and.. well, I realized that I don't really know much of the person I'm bringing them for..)?.” I said cautiously.

My aunt sighed and nodded “Yeah, I know. I guess it's time we actually tell you, you are basically about to graduate and you still don't know anything about your uncle.” she tried to joke.

I remained silent waiting for her to speak.

“I just.. ,” she sighs “Can we talk about this when I pick you up to go to the cemetery?.” she asked with pleading eyes.

I nodded. I knew it would take her some time to tell me.

“However you want,” I unbuckle my seatbelt. “I'll see you later, love you!.” I said as I hopped out of the car and closed the door.

“Love you too!.” she answered by blowing me a kiss as I touched the bell ring.

Not even a minute passed when I heard some little steps running to the door and opening it widely.

“Sammie!” Carlos said excitedly to then hug me tightly.

Ray leaned into frame from the kitchen “Hey Sam, hope this tutoring session wasn't an inconvenience, I know you are kind of tight with exams this week.” he said while wiping the kitchen counter.

I came here at least three times a week to tutor Carlos, so you could say that he was the only reason I came into this house in the first place.. or well, not quite. Julie saw the poster I left in the announcement board about being available for tutoring and after that I just got along easily with Carlos after the first session.

“Nope, no problem. I love spending time with this little dude,” I say while ruffling Carlos' hair and then leaving my bag on the table and seating besides Carlos who was taking out his studying materials. “So, I guess we should start right now if you want to make it to your game, right?” I asked while taking his math book and reading the exercises.

“Do we really have to start with math?.” Carlos pouted.

“Yes, because if aunt Victoria comes early at least we got rid of the complicated stuff. Now, pay attention.. “ I started to explain to him the subject he was seeing.

A few hours later

While Julie was working on a homework assignment I answered a few messages on my phone. Our relationship was a little... weird. We were able to get along with each other, but we weren't what I'd call close. It didn't help that she started to pull away when everything with her mom happened. Despite what I originally thought, Carlos pointed out that Julie wasn't jealous of our friendship. She still wanted to talk to me whenever I had a tutoring session with Carlos. "Oh good. You're home!" Someone said, startling me, I almost dropped my phone in surprise. Looking up I saw Ray standing in the doorway.

THAT was a close one, I thought as I caught my phone before it hit the ground. My parents would kill me if I managed to somehow break another one. While panicking over my almost-broken phone I must have missed a conversation, because Ray was walking out of the room. Looking at Julie confusion was evident in my voice as I asked, "um, what just happened?"

"Well," Julie said with a sigh as she started to fidget with her multi-colored bracelets. "I guess dad wants me to clean out mom's studio so he can start taking pictures for the realtor's website." I winced in sympathy, the studio was where Julie spent most of her time with her mom. It wasn't going to be easy going through all those memories.

"I'm sorry, Julie," I said softly. "Do you need any help? My aunt isn't coming to pick me up for a few hours." Julie met my eyes with a small smile.

"it's nice of you to offer, but I think I'll be fine." Julie said, sighing as she stood up from the table.

I'll always wonder what's going on in that head of hers. I thought as I started on my own homework assignments. Time must've passed by quicker than I thought, because soon I heard the telltale sound of the Molina's car pulling up in the driveway. I decided to get up from the table to greet Carlos and congratulate him on his baseball game. As I closed the front door behind me with a click, Julie came running out from the garage screaming. She looks like she just saw a ghost!, I thought with a light chuckle. Ray grabbed her by the shoulders to calm her down. "Woah there, slow down!" Rays said as Julie stopped screaming. "You're acting like you just saw a ghost!" Julie stared at her dad, then to all of our surprises she pointed to the garage exclaiming,

"I have! Three of them!"

A grin crossed Carlos's face as he exclaimed, "Cool!" I was doubtful, though. I didn't believe in ghosts.

"Ghosts, like for real?" I asked, half as a joke. Julie nodded frantically in response.

"Yes ghosts, and it's not cool!" She shouted before running back into the house, leaving the door open behind her. Carlos shook his head with a sigh then asked,

"Can I have a normal sister for once? Is that too much to ask?" I helped Ray pull Carlos's baseball equipment out of the car then followed the little dude into the house. Once everything was put away the three of us sat at the kitchen table, wondering if Julie was slowly going insane. Ray sighed,

"Maybe I should set up a few more appointments with Dr. Turner." he said thoughtful while scratching his chin.

"I know it's not my place," I said slowly, not wanting to overstep. "But I doubt it's anything you need to worry about. Maybe her eyes were just playing tricks on her and she got scared." Ray considered my idea then sighed and leaned his head back.

"You're right, I should trust her... as insane as it sounds," Ray glanced up the stairs. Turning to me he asked, "do you think I should go check on her?" I sighed, after I started spending more time with the Molina's, Ray had taken to getting parenting advice from me. Not that I knew anything about it, being seventeen years old.

"Yeah," I said looking up the stairs as well. "I think that's a good idea." Carlos rolled his eyes then asked,

"Can we watch a movie or something? Girls are just weird." After getting a nod from Ray I chuckled and messed with his hair saying,

"Sure dude. Go pick something out." The sound of Ray's steps going up the stairs got drowned out as the movie started to play.

Not even half an hour into the movie Carlos ended up falling asleep on the couch next to me. I was almost asleep myself, but Julie came sprinting down the stairs holding a cross in her hands looking everywhere alarmed. Okay)? I thought as I observed how distressed Julie looked. What was she planning to do with that? If this was about the ghost thing, well, the only thing that ghost hunter shows have taught me is that holy things only work with demons, not ghosts. "Julie, everything alright?" I asked, turning down the volume of the television. She nodded, then hid the cross behind her back. Yeah, like I didn’t see it already.

"Uh... yes?" She asked, acting like everything was normal. I frowned then asked,

"What do you think you are doing? And.. where are you going with that cross?" Julie just sighed, and pulled the cross out from behind her back.

"I just... I think I saw something in mom's studio. I wanted to double check on it," she said, awkwardly wrapping her arms around herself. Looking at me she asked, "can you come with me? Please?"

After checking the time on my phone I saw my aunt wouldn't be picking me up for another half-hour. Nodding I said, "Well sure, I've got some time to kill." I stood up from the couch and Julie helped me pull a blanket over Carlos, who instantly got knotted up in it. "So," I said with a slight smirk, "where's my weapon?" Julie's face lit up like she remembered something and dashed across the room. She dug through a cabinet before she let out a cry of victory, finding what she was looking for. "You can use the agua bendita!" She exclaimed, shoving it into my hands. I eyed the bottle suspiciously,

"Why do you guys have one of these in your house?" I asked, keeping it at arm's length. Julie shrugged,

"My mom was always kind of superstitious," she said as we walked outside to the garage. She wielded the cross like a sword, ready to fight the ghosts who haunted the studio. I held the agua bendita at arm's length. "Ready?" Julie asked as she wrapped her hand around the door handle.

"Right behind you," I promised, bracing myself. She must really think there’s something out here I thought to myself as she walked into the studio first, watching her start circling the garage with her cross as her weapon. Like that could harm anybody, I joked.

While I stayed near the center of the room, Julie walked in a circle, waving her cross around trying to scare away the ghosts. I half-considered telling Ray he should sign Julie up for more sessions with Dr. Turner. Just when I thought she was done, Julie started to talk to the ghosts. "Are you still here?" She asked, stepping closer to the piano. "Whatever you are?" A beat of silence passed and I sighed.

"Julie," I said, hoping I wouldn't offend her. "Maybe your eyes were just playing tricks on you." Julie shook her head,

"I know I saw something, I’m not crazy!" She insisted, slumping on the piano bench. I walked towards her to comfort her when I felt a chilly wind behind my back, making me turn around and literally see how three boys appeared out of thin air.

“Well, we're all a little crazy.” Said the brunette ghost.

The reaction was the following:

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.” Julie and I screamed while looking at each other to then look at them, Julie quickly holding her cross up while I stood paralyzed and screaming.

And yes, they were cute ghosts, I’ll give them that, but they still appeared OUT OF FREAKING NOWHERE.

The blonde guy took a step forward asking,“Oh my god! Please stop screaming!.” He said with a grimace while holding his hands up to cover his ears.

Julie stopped screaming while I still continued freaking out, even adding little jumps that I did when I got very scared. Yes, like a little kid.

Julie tapped slightly my arm while still looking at them, and I finally shut up while trying to process the situation. In my panic I reached out and grabbed Julie's arm.

“This is how it ends, right?.” I asked, half-whispering at her. The ghosts looked as confused as I felt. Julie ignored my question. Taking a small step forward she asked,

"Who are you?, and what are you doing in my mom's studio?" She tried and failed to sound intimidating, stuttering over her words.

"Jules, don't you get it?" I hissed, pulling her away from the cute ghost boys. "They're here to take us to the other side!" The guys just looked even more confused at my theory.

“Your mom's studio?” The brunette asked, sounding as confused as I felt. “This is our studio,” he took a step forward and gestured around the room while walking towards Julie, only to be pointed at with her cross which seemed to frighten the guy. “Trust me, my..,” he stumbled to talk while climbing on top of the piano with Julie pointing at him with the cross. Was he afraid of Jesus or something? Maybe he is an atheist)?. “The-The grand piano is new and-and-and... MY COUCH!” he said excitedly while dropping himself on the couch and sighing,

Julie held up her cross as the blond tried to walk past her. I should probably call someone, right? I thought trying to wrap my head around the fact that the brunette boy looked like he wasn't going to move anytime soon. I can't call the cops, what do I say? Ghosts are haunting my friend's garage? Maybe I should call Ray… I thought, considering my options. Brunette boy looked at the guitar hanging on the wall with a frown. "That's definitely not my six string though..." he said, trailing off. He glanced at his two friends, who just shrugged helplessly in response.

Brunette boy looked around the studio again, and seemed to realize that it wasn't, in fact, their studio anymore. He looked a little more rattled than before, “Can you give me just a second?,” he asked Julie while she kept determinedly pointing the cross at him. “Just.. give me a second. Thank you.” he got up and walked towards me. I tried to get out of his way, but instead of falling to the floor like I expected he ended up walking through me. What the heck is going on? I thought as the boys regrouped out of earshot. How - did the cute boy just walk through me? Julie and I exchanged looks of surprise and shock. I swallowed back a scream, not wanting Ray to see the ghosts.

"Julie what just happened? Ohmygod, oh my god, OH MY GOD. Did he really just walk through me?" I asked frantically, knowing she wouldn't have any satisfying answers. Julie just hissed at me to keep the volume down, not wanting her dad to find out about the boys. And with my dramatic nature I could totally scream and make her dad come here.

As the shock of getting walked through started to wear off I was able to focus on what the guys were actually talking about. "Okay," brunette boy said with his back turned to us. "So, we're going with witches?" I rolled my eyes at the suggestion. The blonde shook his head,

“No! We are not going with witches,” the blonde guy said. “They are not witches. Ok, look. They're just scared. Ok? Let someone.. with a softer touch handle this,” he leaned in and pointed to himself. Then he turned around, walked towards us, and asked "why are you in our studio?!" I exchanged a look with Julie and the first thought that crossed my mind was have her stab him with the cross. I spilled out some of the agua bendita, but it just fell through him and landed on the floor. Julie thrusted the cross forward, but it just passed right through the blonde boy's chest. We looked at each other in shock and Julie turned back to the blonde guy.

"Oh my gosh! How did you do that?!" Julie asked, pointing an accusing finger at the blonde boy. My brain was still trying to comprehend the fact that ghosts exist. Actual, literal, spooky Casper The Friendly Ghost ghosts, exist.

“Clearly, you guys are not understanding..,” he turned around to his friends. “They don't get it,” and then turned to us. “Ok, look. We're ghosts, all right? We're just three ghosts, and we're really happy to be home. So, thank you for the flowers. They really brighten the room.” he pointed at the flowers at the back of the studio.

The other guys then stepped up a little. “We're actually in a band called Sunset Curve.” said the brunette boy.

The plaid-wearing one spoke up for the first time adding, “Tell your friends.” with a cheeky smile.

"Last night was supposed to be a really big night for us. It was going to change our lives," brunette boy, their leader, said wistfully. I'm pretty sure it did, I thought as Julie pulled out her phone.

“I'm, uh... I'm pretty sure it did.” said the blonde guy.

Huh, weird... but actually cool too, do they read minds or something?

“This is freaking me out.” Julie exclaimed as she looked up something.

“Are you calling the ghostbusters? Because I was about to.” the guys seemed a little startled with my comment, looking at me with wide eyes.

“No, nobody is calling the ghostbusters, Sam.” she looked at me sternly and went back to what she was doing. The guys seemingly relaxing after hearing her.

“What is that? What are you doing?.” said the brunette boy while pointing at her phone.

“That's my phone,” she answered to then look at me. “Nope, stop talking to them, they aren't real,” she told me but it seemed she was telling it more to herself. “There's no such thing as cute ghosts, right?.” she asked me.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest. “Well, not in any story that I know of but there shouldn't be also mutual dreaming, and this is what this seems to be.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Oh, think we're cute?.” the plaid-wearing one asked with a smirk.

If we were going to keep talking to them I would really like to know their names since I hate calling them blonde guy, brunette boy and plaid-wearing one I thought to myself.

Julie just looked at them, then at me and kept searching in her phone, me peeking over her shoulder to see what she was typing.

“Who you calling?.” said the blonde guy with a nervous smile thinking she might be calling the ghostbusters like I suggested.

“I'm googling Sunset Swerve.” said Julie while looking at them.

“Sunset Curve.” they corrected her rather offended.

Julie sighed and then clicked onto the first article that appeared. I read along with her and then looked at her while she turned to look at the guys.

“Whoa, there is a Sunset Curve... you did die. But not last night.” Julie said as I reread the article making the math in my head.

“Twenty-five years ago?,” I said amused. “Wow, you've missed A LOT.”

“What? No. No, no, no. Th-th-that's impossible. After we floated out of the ambulance, all we did was go to that weird dark room where Alex cried.” said the plaid-wearing one while the blonde guy looked kinda defensive.

“Well... I don't think,” he said with a really high- pitch voice. “I think we were all pretty upset. Ok.” he tried to correct with a nervous laugh.

“But that was only for like an hour,” said the brunette boy and turned to us. “We just showed up here.”

“Look. We're just telling you what my phone says.” Julie said while turning her phone towards them, her cross still firmly gripped in her other hand.

Why was she still holding it? It doesn't do them anything!

“See? You died in 1995,” I pointed at the article on the phone. “When you were 17.”

“It's now 2020.” Julie added.

“So.. this is the future?.” the plaid-wearing one said while trying to process everything.

“Wait. So... it has been 25 years,” said the blonde guy. “I have been crying for 25 years?! HOW is that possible?”

“You're a very emotional person.” the plaid-wearing one said with a frown.

“I AM not!.” the blonde guy shrieked.

“Thought you were afraid to come out here,” said Carlos walking in while looking at both of us. “Talking to your ghost friend? How does he look? Is he hideous?.” he asked while crossing his arms.

“He can see you.” the blonde guy retorted to the plaid-wearing one.

That made me laugh but I hid it with a cough.

“No, he can't.” said Julie while looking at the ghosts.

I gave her a look that said what the hell is going on? Why can we both see him but Carlos can't?

Carlos looked confused. “What?,” he said looking at his surroundings. “Are you talking to Sam?” he pointed at me.

“Um, yeah... what do you want?.” replied Julie nervously.

“A normal sister, for starters. Stop being weird and come eat.” he said while giving me a look that said Let's go.

“I, uh, I'll catch up with you later, champ, my aunt must be close.” I said with a nervous smile that he appeared to believe since he nodded and left.

“He couldn't see you.” said Julie while looking at me and then at the guys.

“Yeah. I mean, that's usually how ghosts work.” the blonde guy said while looking at his friends.

Julie sighs and then takes my hand to walk in front of the guys and confront them. “Look, we are very sorry for what happened to you guys, but this isn't your studio anymore. You have to leave.” she said firmly while turning around still tightly gripping my hand.

“But wait... we-we didn't get your names.” said the brunette boy while looking at both of us.

“It's Julie.” Julie said to then turn around expecting me to go with her.

“Um, and I'm Samantha, but my friends call me Sam.” I added.

“Cool,” the brunette boy smiled and I smiled back while Julie looked at me sternly. “I-I’m Luke... by-by the way,” he stepped back when Julie pointed at him with the cross. “a-and this is..”

“Reggie, I’m Reggie, hey.” added the plaid-wearing one with a smile.

“Aand..” Luke continued.

“Alex. How’s it going?.” said the blonde guy with a nervous smile.

“Ba-da.” said Luke softly while pointing at his friends and looking at both of us.

Julie didn’t look impressed. “Okay)?.” she said like she didn’t care while dropping her hand with the cross. Then she let go of my hand and turned around to walk to her house.

I just stood there while the guys looked at each other.

“Julie seems nice.” commented Reggie with a smile.

Alex sighed. “Did you miss the part where she kicked us out, or..?,” Reggie seemed to still be processing. “Yeah. Ok.”

I cleared my throat and they all realized I was still here.

“Well, um, never dealt with none of.. this before,” I said while waving my hand at them. “But I just want to say that I’m sorry for.. you know, screaming and..”

“A lot of screaming” Alex recalled with a grimace.

“Yeah,” I scratched my neck as a nervous tick. “Anyways..,” I continued when they remained silent. “Sorry for that and for threatening to call the ghostbusters, I don’t even have a number for that, but.. uh, yeah, sorry and I hope Julie let’s you stay, I actually have to go but weirdly I hope you get to stick around.” I smiled kindly and they all smiled back.

“Thanks, Sam, but.. don’t you live here?.” Luke said while looking at me.

“Unfortunately no, I just come to tutor Julie’s brother once and awhile, but…” my phone started to buzz and when I took it out it said Aunt Alice with a photo of her, all of the guys looked at it as I answered and turned around to talk with my aunt, missing completely the surprised looks of the guys behind my back.

“Hi, auntie,” I answered.

“Hey, Sammie, are you ready? I’m outside.” She replied.

“Oh, yeah, let me just grab my stuff and I’ll meet you at the front, bye.” I hung up and turned around to look at the guys who all looked at me wide eyed.

“Um, something wrong?.” I raise my eyebrow at them to just receive a chorus of: “Nope”, “Nothing”, “Everything good around here”

I looked at them suspiciously but let it slide. “I gotta leave, nice to meet you guys, hope we can talk later.” I waved goodbye to then walk away towards Carlos’s house where the three of them kept looking at me, kinda dumbfounded and with their jaws open.

What just happened?

Does someone want me to tag them for the series? Also, chapter 2?