WARNING: This chapter contains RANDOMNESS and over emotional parts. Just read it, I swear that it won't kill you . . . . .yet jk. :P
Chapter 25
Justin walked down the park. The flowers and fruits were in bloom and the leaves fell giving it that majestic look. He was clearly thinking of something important before his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" Justin said, voice empty and lost, Usher knew something was up.
"Hey JB, guess what?" Usher said trying to at least get a little happiness in his voice.
Justin was silent as he listened to Usher and sat down on the bench at the side of the path.
"You're gonna be on Oprah" Usher said, smiling widely, Pattie Mallette was on his side and didn;t know of that until know and she cried out in shock, "Oprah?! My baby's going ot be on OPRAH?!!!" pattie Mallete exclaimed, voice full of disbelief, shock and happiness.
Normally, if this were any other day, Justin would have been jumping up and down in happiness at the news but, guess what, life doesn't work that way apparently. Today was officially the worst day of his life. His heart just got broken and his past had caught up to him. He had been living the good life until all 'this' happened. Justin was nearly convinced that his life was just like a drama tv show that millions would watch and get addicted to if not for the real feelings he had for Anna deep inside his heart.
Okay, that's it! This is getting way too emotional.
What? Who are you?
Who do you think? I'm your 'guardian angel' or conscience.
What are you talking about? Why am I talking to myself? I'm just stressed, yeah, that's it.
Yeah, sure, keep telling yourself that, kid.
Kid? Who are you calling kid? I'm 16 and i'm just a imagining you, that's all so just BE QUIET.
Have you no respect for your own 'guardian angel' or conscience? Or better yet for the dead or the spirits?
What connection do I have with the dead? What is this a Ghost Whisperer parody on the Jerry Springer Show?
Wow. I take it back, your not a kid anymore.
Really? You do? Why?
Because your memory's getting foggy which means that your getting pretty old.
Hey! I resent that!
Whatever, popstar, just get going, you're wasting time.
So? Using long words is a waste of spit,voice and time.
Your not talking to me popstar, you're talking to me IN YOUR HEAD. Sheesh, for a 16 yr. old you don't think things through do you?
Hey!
Whatever, just get going popstar, see ya!
Hey! Wait!
And so, the voice was gone.
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