My Ghost Lover

Part 22

Chapter : Watch out

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The hour hand of Khushi's arm struck 7 am and the clock started to ring, sending out shrill of sounds around Khushi's room and to Khushi herself. She groaned, shoving her blanket over her head, slightly muffling the alarm sound, when another alarm joined the first one.

Annoyed, Khushi popped her head out of her blanket, closing the ringing from the alarm on her bed shelf, then sluggishly walking over to her desk where the second alarm continued to ring. She slammed her hand onto the clock, making it stop ringing and rubbed her eyes tiredly, the digital clock under her flashing the time 7:05am right in her face.

"It's too early for this…" she thought tiredly as she sluggishly made her way to her closet and taking out her dress before heading to the washroom. Here goes another day like any other day…

Khushi turned around, staring at the blank window spot in her room. The window sill was unoccupied, and even as she focused her energy, it still felt empty, it was lacking a presence, and it was lacking Arnav. Her emerald eyes softened, her soft brows curving down her eyes showing her disappointment. She didn't think he really meant it when he said he would move out… what changed between them? Was it really that bad they can't even stand to be around one another now?

Once inside her bathroom, she began her daily routine, brushed her hair, washed her face, brushes her teeth and changed, and when she looked up, she caught her face in the mirror, staring back at her. Stopping what she was doing, she stared at her face for a second. Her emerald eyes reflected back at her, but something felt wrong, it seemed so… not like her, it wasn't sparkling it was shining, it looked so dull… so different from the pair of eyes she inherited from her mother, except on her mother, they sparkled and shined to no end.

There were also a light amount of bags under her eyes, she hadn't gotten a good sleep in ages, and last night it took her forever to sleep. Her face seemed pale and she looked as though she was still recovering from some flu. Sighing, she reached to for her mirror, opening it to reveal shelves with make up, she took out some cream, some light eye shadow, blush, and lip gloss. She applied a light amount of eye shadow around her eyes, especially under her eyes, covering up the dark circles, lined her eye lashes with mascara and put a small amount of powder around her cheeks to make them look at least some what normal. After applying a bit of lip gloss on her lips, she walked out the washroom, grabbed her bags and walked down the house to see the kitchen empty, and no one home.

Khushi, Aaron's left for his job  and I've got to get to the University early to grade the last of some papers. Breakfast is on the table, there's some money on the table if you want to buy a lunch other wise there is a sandwich in the fridge. There are some painkillers on the table; I can tell you haven't gotten much sleep so take some before you get to college. Don't be late!

Be careful, love you,

Baba,

Khushi smiled faintly, peeling the sticky note off the fridge, re reading it again. Good old dad, always preparing everything for her. True to his word, a plate of toast with butter and a cup of orange juice was on the kitchen table, 500 rupees were placed beside it and two tablets of PCM were placed beside a cup of water next to the water dispenser. When she checked the fridge, a nearly made sandwich already bagged laid on the fridge. As she took that out and sat down onto the table to start her breakfast, she couldn't help but let her mind wonder just slightly.

Why was she making such a big deal out of this? This wasn't the first time she helped a ghost, heck she must've helped out more of the 'walking dead' than she had gotten an A on math.

"So he doesn't need your help, one less thing to worry about, think about something else… party! Party's coming up soon, yea that'll be fun." Khushi thought to herself, yet her mind started to stray back to a certain ghost. His intense eyes, she had never seen such a colour, so fiery so intense so… amazing. And the way he was just there… his presence, these waves and aura of authority when he was by her side just sent shivers down her spine.

"What am I doing… what's going on with me?" Khushi whispered softly to herself, she placed the empty plate in the sink, grabbed her sandwich, placed the money onto the table next to where her dad put his keys and grabbed a coat before walking out. She left her cycle in the closet, she felt like taking a walk to college, a long walk to try and calm her minds, to figure out what was going on.

Now walking under trees, Khushi allowed the gentle breeze to weave through her long hair, soft petals fell from the trees above her, scattered on the floor and dancing their dance around her. She lifted her hand, and a small petal drifted onto her open palm. She lifted her other hand and smoothed out the petal, feeling the softness and the fragile ness of the petal. Khushi lifted her head up and looked up at the blue sky being filtered through the branches of the trees.
"Where is he?" she whispered.

Arnav, drifting above the trees followed the unsuspected mediator below him. His sharp eyes followed her most precise movements; he was so entranced by the way her hair swayed about in the wind, the way she just blended in perfectly with all the trees around her, making the perfect tree look worthless when she came along. He was nearly caught once too, when she suddenly looked up, he flew sharply to the side, avoiding her gaze at the last minute.

It was odd, Arnav though as Khushi continued walking after looking up and he continued his… well he wouldn't call it stalking… maybe… protective following. But it was weird that up until now, she hadn't noticed his presence, or that she felt his wave, pulse or whatever she said mediators could feel. She must be thinking about something… real hard to considering they were almost by her college and still she hadn't noticed. Arnav stopped moving, floating in mid air as her small body disappeared inside the college building, then he made his way to the Banyan tree by the college yard, it was the place where he first saw Khushi.

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Khushi entered the classroom slowly, gently placing her backpack by the side of her desk before plopping down onto her chair. She felt as though a pair of eyes was on her the whole time but she couldn't see a thing,

"Must be the lack of sleep…" she muttered to herself, shaking her head.

"Khushi, are you feeling alright?" someone said beside her. Khushi looked up,

"Payal, you're here." Khushi burst out. Surprisingly, instead of looking at her weirdly-which Khushi would've preferred- payal giggled,

"Why wouldn't I be here Khushi? I go to school here," payal laughed, brushing a strand of her curls off of her face as she placed her bag down and settling down in the table beside her. Khushi bit her lip, looking around the room nervously,

"Payal, you're… alright with it aren't you?" Khushi whispered softly, payal really gave her a weird look this time, as if Khushi had grown a second head,

"Alright with… what? Khushi I should be asking you if you're alright, you're acting really strange." Payal said, the girl groaned in frustration, taking a hair tie around her wrist and pulling her hair up into a pony tail, at the same time, a silver necklace popped out from under her uniform collar.

"Hey what's that?" Khushi asked curiously, it was a simple silver necklace, but a red stone with a dragon carved onto it hung in the middle. Payal giggled,

"Oh… what," she giggled, "Well… Aditya gave it to me." Khushi's head snapped up, her eyes wide, hoping she heard wrong,

"Aditya? Aditya from our class," Khushi said sharply, payal nodded,

"Yes Aditya from our class," payal giggled, khushi leaned in closer to take a look, slowly she lifted her hand touch the pendant, but even before her finger could even touch the stone, and it suddenly sent a shock down her hand, pushing it back, "Khushi?" Payal asked, seeing her best friend suddenly back off,

"I-" Khushi began, but the door slid opened, and their teacher walked into the class, stopping them from any conversation.

"Separate your desk please, no talking, no whispering, this is a pop quiz, pass it down

This quiz should only take you a few minutes, after that you may leave." Their teacher said in a monotonously voice, groans spread throughout the room, those including Khushi's, temporarily forgetting about the situation about the necklace once she saw the one page filled and covered with equations and letters.

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