Ghost Girl

The One And Only...

As I walked passed James Freeman I tripped over my feet and down the stairs. Yeah I know what you're thinking, "oh she's just another clumsy little shy bitch who can't just ask her crush out already.." Well sorry my bad didn't think people would actually give a fuck considering the society we live in is just fucking hell, and here's why...
1.) social media losers..- they stay on Facebook,Snapchat,Instagram,Twitter,Tumblr posting pictures of themselves with fake ass filters and shit trying to boost their self esteem and actually ignore the world while begging for attention online...
2.) jocks/whores..- see this is a cliche, you have your popular sexy beasts here and their little whores chasing after them. Pathetic because they only care about themselves (self centered bitches I swear) preppy not my thing..
3.)"losers"...- claim to be but really they only wish they didn't have all of the attention.. They are chill but can be a little up tight and prissy but I'm pretty sure they are normal..
4.) losers..- those who absolutely do not fit in at all.. They have no chance at fitting in but rather be themselves then follow fake ass people..
5.) emo people..- where do I begin?? MCR and eyeliner wearing plenty of black and friendly usually. Very sensitive and wear their hearts on their sleeves'..
6.) goth people...- chill sometimes depending on who they are surrounded by, uh their music is kinda different genres it's a little crazy but fascinating..
7.) preppy normal people..- just your average colorful beings ready to get a party started with a bunch of trashy music and alcohol..
8.) nerds.. -the very smart individuals who many wish to be but never say anything because they want to be low key about it.. Many envy those with knowledge, I wish to be smart but I'm just me...
9.) dorks.. -your unique humorous people who love being themselves no matter what.. They goof off and have fun and say the cringiest shit ever..
10.) ghosts.. -the irrelevant ones who are never noticed.. They are chill and could hang with any of the other groups and fit in well.. They just stay under the radar because you know what the hell.. Being around people is drama anyway..
11.) rebels..- they don't give a fuck, they do what they want when they want. They could care less about getting in trouble etc..

So back to James Freeman... Out of all the labels and subcultures and etc he's just himself.. He's everything anyone would want to be, he is everything everyone should be... A person with a heart but with a "I don't give a fuck" attitude, smart and sexy, just a bit athletic and can fit in and socialize with everyone.. He has an amazing personality and I wish he would just notice me.. Yes hi totally forgot to introduce myself, I'm Candis Wills nice to meet you. I'm a little antisocial but that's alright I guess.. I'm 5'3 with brown hair blonde highlights, green eyes, freckles, and the kinda personality a lot of people are attracted to usually. (Well except Freeman dammit >_<) Give me some credit here, Freeman and I are friends.. We don't really talk much anymore because of his crazy exes always getting in the way and prying into my business with him..

FLASHBACK... 2 OR SO YEARS AGO..
"Hey Freeman what's up," I answered my phone all chill as fuck. "Nothing much Will Mill haven't seen ya in awhile,how have you been?" "Freeman asked as if he was actually missing me. "Meh I've been better just same thing different day, drama this drama that, homework and family what about you?" I ask not trying to act like I give a shit but I really do deep down... "Girlfriend possibly cheating on me, family, homework, swim team, other girls who are literally obsessed with me, and you," Freeman said with a smile. I knew he was smiling when he said "you" referring to me because of the tone in his voice kinda getting a little happy. "So why did you call me again?" I asked Freeman being a total bitch. "Just to see if you wanna hang after school tomorrow?" He asked. "I guess I'll text you if I'm busy or not okey?" I said. "Alright later Will Mill," Freeman laughed. "Night Freeman," as I hang up quickly to finish homework and shower. I know what you're thinking,"what's so bad that could have possibly broken these two twits up?" Everything did.. The sad part is I haven't even told you the worst part yet..
THE NEXT MORNING..
I make it to school and head to the cafeteria to snack a bit kinda buzzed so yea.. As I'm walking Charlotte Andrews shoves right passed me as if I was not even there.. "Bitch" I mutter under my breath. I knew she heard it too and she called me out.. "Hey "Will Mill" James doesn't like you and he never will, hope you are ready for a wedding cause dis bitch is getting hitched with James and you're invited to come and watch us live happily ever after," Charlotte smirked. "Nah I have better things to do instead of watching a needy bitch get what she wants because this may be your first wedding but love it will not be your last skank," I said turning around and walking away. "You sure you don't wanna come, after all I would love to see the look on your face when I kiss him when we are officially husband and wife, I'd love to see you rot to the core while digging your grave," Charlotte shouted. "Nice knowing ya Charley but I don't dig needy greedy gold digging bitches and I don't think James does either I mean hell I'm pretty sure he knows you're cheating on him with the nerd in your class," I smirked as I kept walking. "I think everyone heard you two moaning in one of the bathroom stalls down near the auditorium, and while you were fucking the nerd he was doing your homework most likely," I said and left while everyone was applauding me. Cafeteria time.. Orange juice, cocoa puffs, and apple slices, "you call this a breakfast?" a familiar voice raged. I decided to stay low because I did just torch a witch up the hall.. Got what I wanted paid for it and sat at a table alone. I don't know anyone but Charlotte and Freeman.. We were the three musketeers and then all of a sudden popularity became a big thing and I became irrelevant. If you haven't noticed already I am a ghost.. Charlotte is a social media slut and Freeman is a loser with a few other add ins like being a jock etc..
Anyway so social media slut decided to get with Freeman and they became the couple. Oh wait I'm sorry, "THE COUPLE" and I was destroyed and betrayed. Charlotte and I were neighbors and best friends once.. Charlotte and I told our secrets to one another and everything. Had sleep overs,crushes,diaries,everything in pink,play time with dolls you get the point. That changed when Freeman moved a few years ago, he was a neighborhood boy riding his bike and then out of nowhere ran over Charlottes doll.. Her favorite doll and it was bad.. They worked things out and over the years were on and off about each other.. Yes I was the low key third irrelevant wheel woohoo. Basically they pushed me out and chose each other. Anyways enough story telling.. Charlotte entered the cafeteria with Freeman looking like celebrities walking the red carpet. Meanwhile I'm here doing my thing munching on some food and drawing a whatever this dragon thingy is.. Charlotte obviously noticed I was still here and rushed to the table I was sitting at ready to come at me once more.. "Hey Candis, suck dis," I looked up and Charlotte poured orange juice,milk and maybe some red bull on me as well ruining my sketch and other papers while I was sticky and smelly now.. Charlotte laughs but Freeman not so much.. "Alright enough play lets go Charlotte," Freeman grabs Charlotte and walks away. Freeman didn't look happy yet claims to be. I know he's not I can tell because the look in his eyes.. He looks tired of all the lies,cheating, games and hell Charlotte has put him through. You may be thinking, "oh it's not as bad as you claimed it to be," well over the years it wasn't just Charlotte torturing me, it was the entire school everyday for the past few years..

TODAY..
Charlotte is lazy and Imma just say karma is a bitch.. Freeman is with another skank and I am the "ghost girl" the one who blogs,reads and draws. Yet I'm still alone and maybe not being tortured as much but I feel Charlotte is still out to get me.. Freeman walking my way, "hey Will Mill," dear Jesus did he just talk to me after all these years of being irrelevant?!?!! "Sup" I say as I walk passed him. Freeman grabs my arm and pulls me to the side of the hall,"hey," Freeman smiled. "Hey," I said awkwardly. "I know I haven't been a friend to you lately but I'm sorry for everything, the Charlotte thing, Mandy,Scarlet,Trina,and Stacy thing as well..."Freeman paused. "No need in apologizing to me for dating cheating little skanks they didn't make me look bad they made you look bad and pathetic at that," I said annoyed walking to my locker. "What do you want me to say Will Mill because I've been thinking and thinking and trying to figure a way to talk to you and I thought this was the best way," Freeman surrendered. "Freeman just say you're sorry and move on don't be a cry baby about it," I yelled and kept walking.. I know I shouldn't have been a bitch to him for apologizing but I've waited for that apology a little too long..