The Impossible List

ᶜ ᴴ ᴬ ᴾ ᵀ ᴱ ᴿ 11

Sasha Shadows

Kayla's existence in this area ruins my mood eventually. From the moment when Clerence bumps into her until the moment when the others catch up, I can't describe how desperate I've wanted to squeeze her to death as if she is a random bug.

Although I don't talk much to her, I won't forget to keep her annoying nature in mind, which is being busybody, judgemental, demanding and also mean. Not only due to the fact that she'd bullied me a week before, it's because this nightmare had long started since my first month of college. Needless to say, her bullying skills become better each time I encountered her.

Thus when the boys are talking, I begin to observe Kayla's face, though I hate staring at it for a long time.

Apparently, curiosity makes her brace her ear to eavesdrop about their topics. Before my mood darkens, my episodic memory begins to play the moment when I wrote down my fourth wish - seek revenge on Kayla in every form.

If she's foolish enough to appear here, why not I grab the chance and have a double-wish granting night?

With the thought shining bright like a bulb in my mind, a smirk eventually creeps across my face. And without a second thought, I put out my leg and successfully trip her when she's about to catch up with the boys.

Just like how she had done to me on my first day of college.

"I thought you said you're coming here to play?" I mumble to her with my hands crossed when eyeing the boys' reaction - Greg and Dominic are suppressing their laughter while Hansel and Clerence are hiding their laughing figure behind their stony cold faces.

Yes, I can hear their extremely loud laughter ringing in their minds. I know it is impolite for me to invade their privacies, but this has become one of my talents as a supernatural being - I can't stop hearing extra sounds which normal humans are unable to hear.

"Ow..." Kayla's whine pulls me back to reality when I notice her gaze on the four. She's obviously expecting for one of the guys' aid but ended up being helped by a random passer-by. "Thank you," she says with a little reluctance to the man who helped her up from the dirty ground. The guys are still standing there, looking at her like dumbfounded statues.

As the man begins to concern about her current condition, the boys decide to leave as awkwardness is slowly dominating. As for Kayla, she panicks when the only thing she can do is to watch them leave her with this stranger.

"Don't let me see you elsewhere again, bitch," I cast her a scorn before floating off to the sky. As I have lost track of the boys, I need a high place to search for them easily. "Oh, there they are."

Intended to locate myself behind the four, I dive down from the sky and land with a gust of wind. Cold wind, which sends shiver down their shoulders and spines. However, they choose to ignore when the person-in-charge of the roller coaster station opens the little metal gate for them to enter.

Clerence's face shows all kinds of reluctance and unwillingness as he enters with the other three. But as soon as they are seated on four of the blanks, two-by-two, I can see Kayla and her gang of girls approaching the gate with tickets paid. Once she walks pass the little entrance, the other girls follow with their hips swinging from side to side.

Their faces brighten up with grins when they notice the boys. Rolling my eyes, I watch as they begin to greet each other and chitchat after taking their seats. Since there are three girls in Kayla's group, this spares me an empty seat where no one will ever sit on beside Kayla, the lousiest leader I've ever seen in my breathing life.

Yes, I am still breathing since I'm in coma, but not dead. Touch wood.

Aiming at the empty seat, I dive down after hovering over their heads for minutes and take it. "You're not going to have the boys alone here, bitch," I blurt out nonchalantly. But strangely, Kayla bulges her eyes in shock before turning to the back angrily.