The Plaid Love

Chapter Thirteen

POV: Bridget ( Mexico City, Mexico)

    Why didn't she see him?  Am I crazy? Is he a ghost? Surely someone else seen. Did they?

    " Bridget! What's wrong?" Amelie asked me, seeing that I was staring into space and basically sitting on the ground.

    " I seen this boy and we talked only Jackie didn't...couldn't see him. We were right there in front of her... Right in front of the stop sign…. Am I crazy?" I asked her.

  She looked at me and smiled.

    " I know what will help." She grabbed a package from her bag and started to roll one.

    She handed it to me. I looked around, though we had skipped school and went into the woods across from it. Nobody was there.

     

        It was Marijuana. I hadn't ever smoked, but I didn't want to look like an idiot. So I brought it up to my mouth and smoked it. I ended up coughing, racking. It wasn't avoided as I wanted it to be, but she didn't laugh.

      

      I did however see someone or something move to the far right of my eye.

     

         I looked up and seen the boy staring at me. I gasped and before I knew what I was doing I started to walk to him. He walked deeper into the woods.

      

        Amelie started to yell for me. She didn't see me. I was right there. In front of her.