Invisible

TWENTY-ONE

TWENTY-ONE

“Kelly!” I blurted out.

It had to be her. It has to be her!

I couldn’t have mistaken those copper threads for anyone else.

“Kelly!” I yell again. A bunch of people were now looking my way, they were searching for whomever I was calling too. Human habit I guess.

Just when I was about to stop making a fool out of myself, I tried one last time.

“Kelly…” I called, not too loud, yet not too soft either.

A pair of beautiful hazel eyes turned my way, searching for the owner of the voice calling her attention. All of my being sprung to life

“Kelly! Kelly! Over here!” I frantically wave my arms like a madman. Then she finds me. Four hazel eyes staring at each other…

But the realization didn’t dawn on me – it smacked me right between the eyes. This isn’t Kelly.

Kelly had smiling eyes even when she was wearing a straight face. She had this happy aura about her, that, despite her desperate travels, she still manages to keep herself together and keep a smiling face. She loved corners, but one would never find her as ‘scary’, she was more of a Casper: a very friendly ghost.

But dull hazel eyes stare at me from a few feet away. She wasn’t the Kelly I had come to know. Her immaculate clothes were replaced with an elegant black dress that outlined her body in an almost vixen-like way. The soft curls on her beautiful copper hair were upgraded into hard curls that depict every single female on TV. The white hairband with two white roses that rested on her head disappeared as well. And her lightface was now dolled-up into some kind of make up. Funny, I didn’t know ghosts could dress up. But something remained the same; the silver necklace that hung around her neck, with the wings of an angel still brilliantly sparkled in its place.

Even though it was a great change, she looked sort of…hot.

Maybe this wasn’t so bad.

Despite the cockiness I was feeling, I softened my expression. Despite the upgrade, her eyes looked dull, frightened, and in pain all at the same time.

This wasn’t the Kelly I knew, and I’m sure as I could ever have been that she didn’t want this as much as anyone else would right now, looking at her hotness.

Snap out of it Spencer!

“Kelly.” I step closer, not caring about the weird looks I was getting from the passers by. But as soon as I get close enough, she jerks away.

“Who are you?” she squints at me, as if trying to remember if she knew me.

“What?”

She chuckled. “I asked you first.”

“S-,” I hesitate, “Spencer. Don’t you remember?”

“No. And I’m not Kelly.” She does a sweep up and down my body, like she is disgusted by my presence.

“What?”

She raises an eyebrow like I was crazy. And maybe, every single person passing by would think that too. But the last time I checked, Kelly didn’t have a twin. A hotter twin

Dammit, Spencer!

“Who are you then?” I stood tall. Getting tired real quickly.

“Raquelle.” She mirrors me, “And I don’t know who you are, but you’d better stay the hell away from me before I corrupt you myself.”

“Corrupt me?”

She was about to turn away when I say this; it brings her back to her spot in front of me, making me look like a loose mental patient.

“You don’t know?”

“Don’t know what?”

“You must be new.” She scoffed then turns to make her leave.

“Kelly, wait!”

“I told you, I. Am. Not. Kelly!”

“What did you mean by new?” I call out closing the distance she’s made between us.

“Stay away from me.” She hissed, finally breaking free from my attention when a loud horn echoes on the street. A huge truck didn’t hit some lucky car because the driver hit the breaks on time.

Talk about tough luck.

I turned my eyes back to Kelly. But she was gone.

I didn’t know how to find her. It wasn’t like I could as around the street if a hot lady of copper hair and hazel eyes passed through here looking like a vixen.