Broken Glass Beautiful

Ghosts

The next day, it started. Actually, it just got a ton worse. Before that, I'd just come across someone who I thought was her once or twice a week. But the day after was our classes' annual field trip to the Art Museum. The last time I was here, it was wonderful... because I was with Cass. So here I am, alone on this crowded bus, listening to music and staring out the window. The bus passes an intersection and there, standing on the corner, with her beautiful cascade of black hair, is Cass. No, my brain says. Look closer, she's too short. And just like that I feel her absence deep in my chest. I curse myself for even hoping. Over the thrumming of the guitar in my headphones, I hear her laugh float up from the back of the bus. Immediately, I twist around in my seat to look for her. But I don't find her. Give it up, says my brain. She's gone and there's nothing you can do about it now. But the rest of me just told me that what my brain said was too wrong to be true.

We arrive at the museum at a little past nine. Us students are split up randomly into groups of ten to tour the museum. By chance, I wind up in the same one as Sabrina. *sigh* Probably going to have to talk to her about her Tyler troubles again. I look around the museum and there, in the corner with her nose in a sketchbook, I see her again. Cass. I feel the stabbing pain in my heart and inhale sharply. There's a hand on my shoulder and I hear a quiet voice say, "Garrett, are you ok?" I turn around and for a moment see bright blue eyes staring back. I blink and they turn to Sabrina's natural shade of brown.

Cass is haunting my every step.

I shake off the thought. "What? Oh. Yeah," I finally respond.

"Don't you lie to me. You're pale. What's wrong?" Sabrina has a way of extracting information. But what can I say? That I had a girlfriend, she got hit by a truck and died, and now I'm being haunted by her ghost? No. She'd think I'd lost my mind. I'd get sent to some mental institute in Minnesota! But then again, maybe I am crazy...

I shake off her hand and force a smile. "Nothing. I'm fine. Where are we going first?" I change the subject quickly to avoid the interrogation that is sure to follow the inquisitive stare she's giving me.
I can tell she doesn't believe me but we all follow the teachers leading us silently.

The rest of the time creeped by. I heard Cass around every corner and saw her from the corner of my eyes. I could practically hear the past Cass and I roaming these same halls. It would never be the same.
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