The Girl With A Hidden Friend

In The Morning Hurry up Christmas Eve

^^^ What Chide Looks like but with darker black hair and grey eyes and different style of clothing, I tried my best to get close enough to all of their looks

 December Day Before Christmas Eve 8:00 am in the morning

Yawning as I stretched my tired limbs leaping off the bed. I turned my head to the spot where Bluez had been. Knowing her she didn't even bother getting me up for school and prob was downstairs devouring breakfast for it was gone. My uncles, aunts and cousins were still here. Bluez had warned me last night that she and a few of our other cousins would be going to school with me. Which in my head was a oh great if my brothers in the same school as me had not been enough. At least Bluez would be my friend for school. I wouldn't be alone at school like normal. Leaving my room to go downstairs I found it odd that I had not seen Lu so far. He was normally the first one to greet me in the morning as he would sit on my bedside table waiting for me to wake up since ghosts do not sleep. It only got more weird not to see him as I went on the bus with Bluez heading to school. He also normally would say goodbye to me before heading on the bus. It was then as we passed the apple orchard when I saw him. He was sitting in the same apple tree we had first meet each other. He looked like he was thinking too hard for his own good as he sat in a crouch position with his head to his knees bent downwards. I would have to talk to him later clearly something was wrong. I couldn't talk now either even though I wanted to hoping off the bus now would seriously piss off my dad. My dad was going out with my Aunt Salt and Uncle Brad to do some shopping which was going to be fun since it would just be the third of them and that would be the first time my dad would leave the house since my mom died that wasn't work related. He needed a break and I wasn't going to ruin it for him especially since he would think I needed help if I told him the reason hoping off the bus was for Lu a ghost he couldn't see.

The bus stopped at the front of the school heading off it with Bluez. I waved my hand to the hell house I had come to known all too well for the time we have lived here. Our first class was English with miss Stepard a old lady with short grey hair tied back in a bun. She always held a ruler almost declaring that she missed the days when it was allowed to hit children with it. Nobody really ever liked her because of that reason she was stritch and seemed to be living always in the past. The only time she would drop the act was if we talked about pet cats who she lived with fourth of them since she had never married and lived alone.

Stepping in I sensed a type of air that wasn't the normal happy go lucky aura I normally sensed when I walked in cause normally everyone was chatting happily with friends and goofing off before the teacher walked in to start the session up. Bluez walked ahead leading the way to our seats the room was like any other classroom with desks lined up to face a large rectangular teacher desk with chalkboard behind it. Walking to the back with Bluez leading the path I caught some words from a whisper from one of the cheerleading squad girl who was talking to her bestie. "Isn't this the anniversary day that the boy from forty years ago died in the boiler room," The blonde cheerleader girl said to her brunette haired friend. "Yeah it is, poor boy I looked at one of the yearbook pictures and found his picture in there he was quite a cutie from Japan," The brunette replied.

Wait I thought what death I never heard of anybody dying here before, yet again I only been here for a while and nobody ever talked to me especially since a lot of them were either snoobs or too up there to friend me. Then there was the nerds who knew I wasn't as smart as them so it wasn't surprising that they also would snicker and express complex sentences to put me even more down. Like what the hell do they speak latin for anyway it's not impression it's a dead language idiots. Anyway I found my courage to speak cause if I had the courage of anything it only came when my curiosity stuck its nose in when it heard something of a death or haunting. Seriously me and Bluez need to stop our horror nights I'm getting too into that kind of stuff.