Kelsey's POV:
Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
I groggily wake up to the sound of my alarm clock going off, and I groan. I reach over and hit the snooze button.
Shadow, who was lying on my back since I fell asleep on my stomach, jumps up and goes over to the edge of the bed to lay back down. I slowly sit up and swing my legs off the bed and look down to see that I'm still in the dress I wore to the dinner party last night.
I whimper softly when I start reminiscing about the events that happened, from Meredith scratching me to everyone criticizing the Maestro after I asked them about him and who he is. And the way I walked out of there.
I know that I was being a little rude, but I was so upset, I didn't want anyone to see me that way. I'll have to call Heather and apologize and explain why I left early, but I'm sure she understands. I hope.
I look towards the window and see that the weather matches my mood perfectly; overcast with dark clouds and rain showers.
I know that today is Friday and I should be getting ready for school, but I really don't feel like it. I've decided to take a sick day. I know, that's bad since I'm not really sick, but after what happened last night, I didn't really feel like going anywhere. I'll just go to work, despite that I'll see Pat there, but I wasn't really that mad at her. I don't think I can stay mad at anyone here, unless they really are mean and stuck-up like the Mayor and Meredith, then we're going to have some problems.
I get off my bed, feeling how heavy my body feels, and slump towards my bathroom. I turn on the light and stare at my reflection in the mirror. The simple makeup I had put on the night before was now on my cheeks with tear stains running down it, my eyes were red and puffy from crying all night long, and since I slept with my ponytail still in, whitish blonde strands of my hair were everywhere in an absolute mess, and my head was pounding.
I pull the band out and run my fingers through the soft strands of my hair. I then look at the bandage on my cheek in the mirror, and then I slowly and carefully peel it off, my eyes widening to see how deep the wound is and it was starting to bruise up a little.
Seesh, Meredith is definitely a violent woman.
I brush my hair and put it in a bun and put a new bandage on my cheek before I wash the makeup off, and walk over to the bathtub, deciding to take a nice morning bath to calm my nerves a little more and take my mind off of things.
I look over and see the windows near the tub and the curtains were open. I walk over and draw them close, I don't want anyone seeing me take a bath.
I turn the faucet on and make sure that the water was just right before I slip out of my dress and take off my bra and underwear and step into the warm bath. Sighing in bliss, I sit down and sink into the water and close my eyes, listening to the rain outside and letting all my thoughts and troubles fade away.
That is, until I feel the familiar cool breeze hitting the back of my head a couple minutes later.
I open one eye and slowly turn my head to take a peek. I open both eyes in slight shock when I don't see anything behind me. I know that the windows are closed, but knowing that breeze since I first arrived here, strange things has been happening.
Actually, ever since I saw the masked Maestro in his long dark hooded cloak.
"Hello?" I call out, looking towards the open bathroom door.
Why not? I live alone, and there's only Shadow in my room.
At least, I think it's only him. "Is anybody there?" I call out one more time.
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Fanfiction~Based on Michael Jackson's short film/music video, "Ghosts"~ "Being different isn't a bad thing. It means you're brave enough to be yourself." -Luna Lovegood, Harry Potter 20-year-old Kelsey Carlyle has just moved into the small town of Normal Vall...