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Deniiz 
Nooo, this shouldn't be the way of first meeting! The last thing Evan'd want to be bad with a ghost, especially with Myrtle. Okay, make up time for being rude. "Sorry, it's just the first time I see such a beautiful ghost." he quickly apologised. 'It's the first time I see a ghost, actually.' Anyways, some flatter always worked, no?
Oh no, why did she tell it now to Jake? Anyways though, if she insisted on being mean to him, he'd just leave and talk to Sir Nicholas. Hmpf.
Was this kid lying? Was he? Was he?
Well he was a boyyyy though. Easily stunned by Myrtle's good looks as most boys were.
Myrtle toyed with one pigtail and eyed the Slytherin carefully. "I'm Myrtle," she mentioned by way of introduction. "Who are youuuuuu?"
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unicornkeeper07 Rafe went down the dungeon, he hoped he wasn't late for his House Ghost's Death Day Party. He had never been to a Death Day Party it did seem really neat and something rare to experience.
Then, Rafe noticed a young girl with cute glasses and pigtails, not to mention, she was transparent. This must be the infamous Myrtle he had heard about, Rafe thought. He went over to introduce himself.
"Hello, Miss Myrtle," he said as he brushed his jet black hair out of his sparkling green eyes. "I've heard wonderful things about you. You helped Harry Potter with the Triwizard Tournament. That's very noble of you. I'm Rafe Lycaon." He flashed her a dashing smile.
She turned slightly as another boy joined her growing crowd of admirers. Crowd, yes, Myrtle was going to draw a crowd and suck all the attention away from Nick's Deathday. Duh. Why else had she come?
"Hello..... Green-Eyed Gryffindor," Myrtle adjusted her classes and stared at him. She didn't like the name Rafe Lycaon. It made him sound like a liar...con.
"I know, I know, I helped Harry Potter out and seldom got a word of thanks."
*SNIFF*
"You boys should do something about that. Work on getting me a medal or an award or a.... a plaque!" Myrtle was warming up to the party atmosphere now. "I deserve a plaque to hang in the trophy room! And one for the Merpeople Fiasco of last term too!"
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Zoerawrr "The," Jake nodded, his face serious. "O' course."
Giving another wry smile, Jake stalled for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck and looking thoughtfully at the ghost before him. "I like... fuh-fuh-forget things... loads," he said truthfully, finding it somehow easy to talk to Myrtle about this. Like talking to Truebridge was.
Noticing Myrtle adressing the other boy, Jake fixed him with a narrow-eyed stare. Hmmmmm.
HMMMMMMM.
"It's vuh-vuh-very rude to ssssstare," he stated plainly, folding his arms across his chest. "Very rude ind-"
Jake broke off, raising an eyebrow at the other boy, to see if she was happy with his explanation, or required more 'knight-in-shining-armour'-ness. And then someone else came over.
"REALLY with the interruptions?!" he blurted out, looking miffed for a moment as a Gryffindor came over. "Not luh-like we're havin' a converssssation," he muttered to himself, stepping back until Myrtle was ready to talk to him privately again. He didn't want the world knowing he was losing his marbles.
But enough of that. Jakey was here. She scooted... er.... floated closer to the boy's side and gripped his arm as best as a ghost could with her icy one.
"JakeyWakers, you know who used to forget things?" Myrtle floated up an inch or two and whispered in his ear, "That GIRRRRL who opened the Chamber of Secrets. I remember her though she probably wouldn't remember ME now. She wasn't afraid to throw things at me too, Jakey. Do you throw things at people?"