Okay, this chapter will be short, because I'm a bit stuck.
I haven't properly thought out the details of something BIG- which I really need to do, otherwise it will totally FAIL.
So I'm prolonging the big chapter until I think of how it's going to fit it- I'm going to talk with my friend tomorrow, so hopefully I'll write it after school.
But I do have French and math homework to do, so I can't promise anything.
Second chappie in one day, yay!!!
There's This Guy. He Lives In My Room. Oh, Yeah, And He's A Ghost.
Chapter 28
Miles' POV
I realise that in chasing Finn, I've forgotten where Taylor has got to.
I pause, swivelling my head, searching, until I find her.
She is still; her eyes are fixed, staring.
I follow her gaze.
It is a group of people; too... different to be tourists, too edgy.
Even though I've never seen them in my life, I know that it's THEM.
The terrorists.
Damn!!!
I've been so caught up in Taylor, and the terrorists, that I've lost track of Finn.
God forbid me becoming a spy; I'd probably get distracted by an ice cream truck.
I look around frantically, my eyes searching for Finns dark hair.
Taylor catches my eye; she had seen my searching, and she pointed to the group again, already heading there herself.
I look at the terrorists, confused, and then I see Finn, a few yards away from them, getting closer.
Excuse my language, but sh*t.
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Beyond The Grave
Teen FictionMiles is dead, but he isn't gone. And Taylor Hampton isn't happy about it. One minute she was enjoying her sleep, and the next a random guy was yelling her ear, claiming to be a ghost. Miles needs Taylor's help. But will she give it?
