Your Mom was Lydia Deetz. Yep, the ghost chaser. You absolutely hated it. Recently, you Grandpa got eaten by a shark, so you had to go to your Mom's hometown for his funeral. After the funereal, and your Mom accepting a proposal for a wedding in 2 days, you angrily biked around the town, trying to clear your head. You looked away for one second, you swear, and you found yourself swerving around, trying not to get hit by a car, then a truck, then you hit a fence and slid down into a treehouse. while collecting yourself, you saw a boy in the treehouse, around your age. "Woah! You okay?" he climbed down and helped you up. He had curly, chocolate brown hair as well as his eyes.