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TO THE MUSEUM!

Liza Jesse..:-

It's been three weeks since I started helping the Idiot. Well, he wasn't that much of an academic idiot. He actually caught up so fast that I wonder sometimes if I can say that I helped him! Truth be told, I didn't! I was studying for myself and he just got it!
He only asked occasional question that somehow turn out to be a zone of conflict. And we'd always end up having an argument over our points of view. But I liked how deep and thoughtful he actually was. He took everything to heart. He'd uncover every aspect of every topic although I don't know if this was a good thing or not!

I was never proactive. I never cared to start or maintain conversations, but I was fine hearing his inner voice every now and then.
I liked how he peered into other points of views. Ones that were rather gloomy than his actual self!

I met with the ghost guy 5 days a week, i.e. everyday. But I wasn't generous enough to give up my week ends. Not for him, & not for anyone else. I was more than enough busy marketing for my house needs and groceries.
Aunt. Marry was really helpful, but she was too old for those walks. So I had to do them by myself, and I wasn't annoyed with it. That did freshen up my mood, by pulling me out of my busy life.
Anyhow, we did go through alot in our study; So, I thought that one practical session would be of great help for both of us.
I decided to take the ghost guy to the university's scientific museum.

"Hey Ghost" I greeted him as soon as I reached the garden that somehow became OUR place!

"Oh, Hi Liza, I mean Yo Yo "
I stifled a laugh at his baffled response. I got over the "Yo Yo" phase, but it seems like he's still stuck there! Well, being the bad person I actually am, I didn't bother telling him that I no longer care, or that he could greet me however he wanted, but then I won't be able to witness these amusing expressions he makes.

"Let's go "I told him waving my hand prompting him to follow me.

"Where to?" He asked as he started gathering his stuff being obedient like always.

"The university museum, we studied enough, .. we need to put what we learned to use" I told him.
He's a good puppy, so maybe I could give him a little explanation.

"Awesome! We have a museum! No one told me!" Sith exclaimed as he treaded behind me. He caught up to me quickly, and I could swear I saw him bump fist in the air! Well, he didn't actually do it, but he was so close to doing it.

"That's probably cause no one goes there" I answered the hyperactive kid next to me. I actually praise him cause he managed to contain his enthusiasm and limit it to an excited grin.

Sith's smile fell and a concerned look replaced it. "Why? Is it creepy? Run down, ghosts and so..you know" he asked a worried look on his face with an eyebrow raised.

"Creepy wise, of course!
It's a biologic museum! And concerning your stupid ghost point. Why would you care? You should be happy seeing your siblings .. Ghost"  I said as I looked at him in anticipation, waiting forward to see the face he'd make. I did enjoy getting on his nerves. Poor him didn't know I intended it! Huh

He was silent for a while, probably processing what I said.

"Well" he started after a few seconds of thinking. "Having a ghost heart is more important than having its looks, don't you think so?"
He retorted in triumph, mock confusion embellishing his face.

And that was a strike! He really was blond, I mean, almost albino, but I was the one with the ghost heart+ either ways, if Sith was a ghost, he'd probably be Casper, I.e.: a happy go lucky ghost.
Well, now I think of it, they are alike!