It was Friday, and my friends thought it would be fun to mock me, and go out to eat. At my favorite restaurant too! They make me so mad sometimes, but I love them. And they are the only ones so far who could see me.
"Ready Ash?" Gwen asked.
"Yup," Ashton replied, popping the "p".
"Great." She put on a genuine smile, and was about to walk out the door, when I stopped her.
"Have you forgotten about me?" I asked.
"No," she said defensively. "I just can't dress you up, and put makeup on you. Also, while we're out, we can't exactly talk to you."
"Yes you can."
"Well, Ashton and I don't want to look like freaks." I gave her a really, freaks? look. She rolled her eyes at me.
"Well sorry," I said putting my hands up in my defense. "But you guys are kind of a werewolf and a fairy."
"Yes, but others don't know that." I just shrugged. Yeah, I'm a little shit aren't I. My friends rolled their eyes at me, and went to their car. I didn't follow them. My feet wouldn't let me walk out of her dorm. I tried to think of the place they were going, hoping I would end up there. After all, that's how it works in the movies. However, nothing happened. I was stuck. I just sat on the couch, waiting for them to come back. The car crash playing in my head over and over. It was like a recurring nightmare. One I couldn't escape.
Sorry for the wait guys, and the short chapter. Writers block. I would appreciate any comments, because it helps me know if I should continue with the story, or just stop. Anyway, Happy reading!
~Kenzie
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The Death of Me
Teen FictionCallista Martin is a normal eighteen year old girl. Except for the fact that she has been eighteen for a year, and soon to be many. Oh, and she's a ghost, who lives with her best friends. A werewolf, and a fairy. But, that's as normal as it gets rig...
