My After Life(Revising in Process)

Chapter 7 Jocelyn

It's morning once again, and my days are pretty much be coming routine. Get up, walk out the door, spend the day with a friend, and then become part of there dream and it being the  

last time I get to speak to them. I'm beginning to reconsider my actions of taking my life. But this is better then just laying in the ground.

Usually I would be at school, roaming around following my next culprit. But usually I don't go until they are at school. It's almost 11 and I haven't gone to stalk Jocelyn yet. I sit on my bed waiting and waiting and waiting.

Finally around 1 my eyes close and I'm "at school."

I wasn't at the right school though. I don't even think I'm in the same city. The sign on the front of the school says,

"Welcome to Tallahassee East High School"

So obviously she moved, but I wonder why.

I'm finally pulled by Jocelyn, and she's in the office finishing her conversation.

"We are glad a smart girl like you decided to come here. Have a great rest of the day, and I hope you like you're schedule better."

I knew Jocelyn was smart, but why did she move?

That question ponders in my head while I follow her from class to class. First Geometry, which she of course impresses everyone, with her mathematical skills. Then Choir, she is a great singer and she proved that to everyone while she tried out for a solo on the song, Hey Soul Sister By Train. She got the solo, and everyone socialized for the rest of the time with her. She made lots of friends. Then her last class was History. Not her best subject but usually gets by with at least a low B. When the bell finally rang, I followed her to her locker, and then to the library.

The sign on the door said,

"The library is reserved for those who are writing articles for the school paper."

Cool so now she's writing for the school paper. She typed an Article on the MRV music awards that were held last time.

She stayed for about 90 minutes, then she turned in her work, and went home.

Her new house was really nice. Big, many rooms, but cozy.

Her parents request lay have quests over, so the new house suits them.

She begins to go study for a Science test that she will be taking in two days, but she slowly fall asleep.

I blink, and then I'm in her dream.

"Hey Joce."

"What the heck are you doing in my dream. Your dead."

"This is actually me, it's hard to explain but DON'T touch me yet, after this, we will never speak again."

"Ok...."

"Why did you move Joce?"

"There were just to many memories of you, everywhere I went. School, my house, the library, everywhere. I started seeing you, my parents thought I was going crazy, so we moved away."

"I'm sorry Joce."

"Yeah me too."

I run up to her and hug her and scream 

"Good bye Joce."

"Good bye Paris."

I return home. And scream.

"I'M SO SICK OF PEOPLE MISSING ME, I THOUGHT THEY WOULD BE HAPPIER!!!!!"

I burst out in tears, and cry my self to sleep.