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(Mara's prov)
I am dead. A ghost. I'm in the ghost world, a world after life.
You see when people die they come here to the ghost world. It's exactly like the real world, you get to live the rest of your life here. But if you died of old age you are reborn in the ghost world as a newborn baby. When you get there you walk (or crawl) through this magical waterfall and you come out good as new, with no wounds or diseases.
If you were a bad person in life, you go to the jail made just for you. You live in a cell but you do get chances to become good, but most just stay the same.
If you were a good person in life, you get $1,000,000 ghost dollars and you get to spend it how ever you want. I went out and bought all the essantial things, clothes, a house, and a car.
Now it was time to look for a job. I set up some job interveiws at some fast-food resturants, like at McDonalds, Chickfila, Burger King, and Zaxbys.
I was on my way to my first interview at McDonalds, when I saw him. I was walking down the sidewalk, when I saw a guy in black being escorted around. He looked miserable, and mad, but kinda cute.
He looked at me with peircing green eyes. I stared back at him. His eyes sofened, but not by much.
All of a sudden his eyes were hard and he ran at me. I was startled and ran away from him. I dodged his attacks and kept running. I could hear the gaurds chasing after him.
I ran out of energy, stopped, and braced for contact but nothing happened. I turned around slowly and saw the guards pinning him down.
People were snapping pictures, and some were crowding around. Camera's of news teams were surrounding me and asking questions.
I pushed my way out of the crowd and started walking towards McDonalds. When I got to my interview, they were really nice to me, I guess they must have heard about me and felt bad that I had gotten caught in all of that. By the time I got out of the resturant I had a job. So I cancelled all of my other meetings.
As I walked home, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I stopped and turned so slowly, if you watched me for 5 minutes, you would think I was a turtle taking ballet. I soon as I saw who was there I bolted like a cheetah away from him. It was the same guy from the street who had attacked me.
"Wait," he called,"I need to talk to you."
I pause, and wait for him, not sure what I'm doing. He catches up and says," trust me on this, I thought you were the girl who framed me for a murder, and I got killed because of that f*** little liar." He breathed that last part so softly, I could barely hear it.
"Why did the guards release you?" I ask without turning to look at him.
"They found my records saying I was innocent," He answered firmly, "I'm sorry."
That's when I stopped. I pivet on my toes to face him., " your forgiven."
He smiled, and I decided to trust him. "I'm Jet Lyons, you?"
"I'm Mara Jamine," I answer.
"So, how did you get here?"He asked. He watches a tear trickle down my cheek,"I'm sorry, that was a little personal...,"I cut him off,"It's okay."
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One month later...
We were walking in the park, me, Jet, and my three new friends, Lina Barge, Kati Duff, and Tera Rine.
The girls were talking in hushed voices and texting away, probably about boys or something. They spotted a cute shoe store and rushed across the street inside.
Me and Jet sat down on a park bench and started talking about school coming up and some other junk. I don't know how it happened, but soon his lips were pressed up against mine. When we finally pulled away I couldn't move. Jet just sat there looking at the kids on the playground, and the people throwing pennies into the fountain to make wishes.
Once I was out of shock, I stood up, and ran away with tears in my eyes. I could hear him calling after me, and I didn't know why I was crying, but I was.
That was my first kiss and it was with someone I didn't love.
The next few days, l tried calling Jet, but he wasn't answering, and I got worried. Did I hurt him by running away, and leaving him alone. Or maybe he was on his way over right now.
Ding-dong! I was right! But it wasn't Jet, it was Lina, Tera, and Kati holding credit cards,"Let's go shopping!"they screamed.
"Idk, I'm worried about Jet, he isn't answering his phone."
Maybe because he's hanging out with his new girlfriend," Tera answers.
"What!"I scream,"Who is she?"
"Aqua McCarthy,"Kati says.
McCarthy, that sounds familiar.
I quickly pulled on my jacket and pushed through my friends.
"Where are you going?" Lina asked.
"To go find Jet."
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