--- Jimmy's POV ---
It's today. I know it's today. Today I'll stop this box. Everything will end today. You know how I know?? You wanna know how I know that this endless cycle will actually end up ending today?? WE'RE GONNA HAVE TOAST!!... er... Toaster....
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I swear, being locked up in here is bad for my sanity.
Anyway, uh... Toaster, right. Toaster is coming to the school today, they said so, the kids did, I heard them.. he's coming today. He can help us, I know he can. That is if I can talk to him. I have no idea how to do that yet. I wish I could talk through Ghost somehow, while he was in control. Or make him panic even when there's nothing there... maybe I could get him in trouble somehow. He panics when he's in trouble, sometimes. I could trip a bully or something dumb like that... I found out how to control his body slightly up here. It's really fun to make him drop things randomly. Especially when they're important! Heh... heh, it's fun...
So, yeah. I think I'll do that. Trip a bully. And if that doesn't anger him, I'll kick him too while he's down! That'll really scare Ghosty! Hah, this is going to be fuuunnnn~!!
--- Ghost's POV ---
"I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!! I'm late for school!! I haven't ever been late, I can't be late, this can't be happening!!!" I ran to the school as fast as I could, praying I'd somehow make it on time. I missed the bus because I overslept because... I don't know why, but I did, and now I'm LATE!!
I nearly tripped and died three times, but I made it! Only ten minutes late, br I doubt anyone noticed. If they did, I'd just say I was in the bathroom or something, no one can prove it wasn't. Well, unless they had magic or something... eh... but I'm here! I will NOT mess up my perfect score, not after.... wait.... no, it's not perfect.... almost perfect... close enough. Anyway, to class!
As I ran off to class, I noticed a group of kids in the corner. It wasn't anything special, I don't know why I noticed it, but I did. I stopped and watched them, wondering why I was curious of their behavior. After a few moments of observation, I realized that the kids we the school bullies and the teacher's pet. My heart skipped a beat, as if it was happy to see them, by my brain was screaming in horror and begging me to keep on going as if I never saw them.
The bullies were picking on the pet, poking at her, tugging at her hair, stealing her pens and pencils. I'm not sure why, but I suddenly felt heroic. I felt the need to run in and save her. I didn't even like her. The entire class, if not school, resented her! She was a show off!! But... still... I shook my head and ran over, grabbing one of the bullies and pushing him away, pulling the girl behind me in the process.
--- Jimmy's POV ---
Heheh... this is going to end reaaallll nice... even if I don't gain control from this, Ghosty-Goo's gonna get real hurt~..... I'm never calling him that again. I sighed and went back to work.
At this point, the bullies were focused on Ghost. One of them swung at him, but Ghost was smart enough to dodge it, which honestly surprised me. Maybe I encouraged him abit too much? Eh. There are three bullies and on of him, so unless this girl is some kind of super-strong-undercover-spy-thing, he doesn't stand a chance. Within a matter of seconds and a few more swings, I could feel Ghost getting scared, terrified even. He was regretting his choice to be a hero, mentally yelling at himself what he should have done as opposed to what he did do. Course I couldn't help but laugh at him, which subconsciously making him even more scared. As a few more seconds past, I felt myself gaining more feeling and control over ou-- my body. And soon enough, I was in control.
Now, of course, I can't just let this poor girl get hurt, right? I gotta help her somehow, right?... hah, who am I kidding, I just want to beat up some kids to get Ghost in trouble. Or get recognition. That'd work too. Sadly, however, I wasn't paying attention when I took over, so I didn't see the fist quick enough took move. I didn't see it at all actually... I would've been able to recover and take them all down within a matter of seconds, had we not been right next to a brick wall. Figures. My head flew towards the wall as a result of the impact, smashing against the hard surface, not hard enough to break anything, but hard enough to knock me out for a second or so.. as I came to, I saw the bullies fleeing as well as the girl running away. My vision was blurry and dark and I had a severe pain in my head. The lights hurt, as if I were staring straight at the sun, even though I hough they were abit dim earlier. My hearing wasn't the best, it sounded like I was underwater, with everything muffled and far away, echoing slightly, sounding loud but quiet in the same instance.
A teacher came running over a few seconds after, the sound of the steps piercing the silence. He knelt before me and asked me what happened, I tried to explain to him that I was trying to help the girl, but my brain couldn't seem to function enough to say that, and what is did say just came out in a slurred mumble. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't speak properly.
When he saw this, the teacher held up a few fingers, asking me how many he had up. I'd seen this on tv before, I think, but I never knew what it was for... I squinted, noticing now that everything seemed to be doubled. It looked like 4 to me, but sometimes, it looked like 2, or even 3. I took a wild guess and said three, hoping I'd be right. He did it again, and I guessed again. He told me to stay put and don't move, that he'd be back in a few moments.
As much as I wanted to get past this, to get on with my plan, I figured I'd listen to authority for once and stay still. I'm not sure what's going on, but it isn't good, and it doesn't seem to be getting better... I wouldn't be able to talk to Toaster like this anyway...
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A/N
Sssllloowwwwww updates~!.... why is it that I only seem to have motivation to write late at night on nights that I have to get up early the next day on?? I never had motivation to write any other time. And when I do, I'm usually too busy to write. (Or around family. There's no way in heck I'm letting them read these. I'd get so judged T^T)
Anyway, school started three days ago (I'm already freaking out over stress), so it may still be slow updates. Or maybe it won't be, I don't know... eh... I ramble at midnight, sorry...
Anyway, hope you enjoyed! I'll try to get more up soon(ish)!
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FanfictionJohnny Ghost, a Paranormal Investigator Extraordnaire, or that's what he calls himself. But what is he really? An adult, a kid... a killer? He'll claim he's a normal adult, but if you know him, if you truly know who Johnny Ghost is, you'll know he's...
