Where am I?

Where is this place?

Did I . . . did I die?

Where's' Danny?

"Next, name?"

"Sam Manson . . . uh Where am I?"

"Ah Ms. Samantha Elizabeth Manson, please sit down. Aphrodite will be right with . . ." She said reading a file with my school ID picture on it. What are they talking about? Aphrodite . . . Isn't she the goddess of love or something? "That is correct Miss Manson, but please takes a sit; she will be with you as soon as she can . . . PLEASE TAKE A SEAT!" The lady from the counter said oh so nicely; don't have to tell me twice. I quickly found a seat and stared blankly at my surroundings. A look of horror crosses my face; everywhere I look there was some sort of cheesy poster of love. More like cheesy posters of DOOM . . .

"Arg! Was 'love' ever sacred?" she mumbled something else but I couldn't quite make it out, something about a Nick and Jessica."Miss MANSON!" she shrieked. Geez, who peed in her cereal?

"Coming!" I said getting up and walked into her office. It wasn't so bad, you'd expect her office too be filled with pink hearts everywhere, well she didn't disappoint. Her hearts were red, a little more tolerable then pin--, no no noooooooooo... its just too horrible. I Thought shaking my head back, I probably looked like a psycho.

"Ahem, do you need a moment or something?"

"Nah I'm good, but could you explain exactly what going on?" I said finally getting a good look at her, she didn't disappoint. She had curly, no wavy long sandy-blond hair, past her knees maybe even long, I don't really know. Her eyes looked to be a mixture of red and purple, a lilac color. Much different from my own eyes, mine were amethyst. It sort of remind of Danny's eyes, the mixture of two colors. But that is beside the point, sorry got lost in the moment.

"Well your see, you're ah de-ad . . ." uh no-da! "And you have been selected to participate in an afterlife training program; basically you will be involved in 'matters of the heart'." WTF? "Uh come again?" I completely clueless, what does she mean by 'Matters of the Heart'?

"You will be counseling people in emotional matters concerning feelings of the heart; do you understand what I'm trying to say here?"

"I'm beginning too." It's talking me a while to process this all, click click click ding! A little light bulb went off in my head, I finally understood what she meant by 'Matters of the Heart'! She wanted me to become . . . a cupid! I looked up at her and replied "HELL-NO!"

"But why not?"

"HELL-O I'm GOTH, does that mean anything too you?" I wailed.

"Yeah I took that into consideration, and it'll work out PERFECTLY!"

"HELL-NO!" I said again greeting my teeth.

"Well because you're a Goth, and under some other circumstances you experienced love, not only love but true love!" I grew quite of this comment but finally regain my voice, "I don't know what you mean . . ." then fell silent again.

"Oops sorry! I've said too much, but any how are you going to 'do it' or 'not'?"

Was she listening to me at all? I stand by my answer from the beginning and that was, "a HELL-NO!"

I could tell she was furious at this, I looked up and her eyes were no longer lilac, it looked redder then the first time I saw it. I thought she was going to tell me off but instead she said, (in a cheery voice might I add) "Oh well, that just too bad, well we could always put you in the Dentistry department. How do you feel about PINK FLIRTY DRESSES?" She said with an evil smirk.

"Fine I'll do it!" I said in a small voice.

"What was that? I can't quite hear you?" She is loving every second of this isn't she?

"FINE I WILL DO IT! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?" I screeched. For some odd reason she started laughing hysterically, she is starting to piss me off.

"Oh I'm sorry (she laughed) its just you said (laughs again) 'do it'!" For the Goddess of 'love' she was being really immature.

"Ahem, anyway since your joining you will need this." She said waving her hand and out of thin air heart shaped amulet appeared.

"Nice cheesy theatrics!" I said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes and handed it to me. Once I got a better look at it I noticed that it was missing a gem or diamond on it, it looked more like a necklace frame then an amulet.

"As you noticed it is missing fragment of the heart jewel, which is because it's your job to gather the pieces!" I became silent yet again.

"How do you gather these pieces you may wonder, well every couple you set up together you will receive one piece." She said. I remained silent in disbelief.

"And you may also wonder how many couples you will have to put together, and the answer to that question is eight. Eight luckily couples." I still said nothing, and in this silence, awkwardness followed.

"And you may also wonder what you do when you collected and made these couples. Well simple you have three options you can:

a) Choose to continue doing this service, remain a cupid!

b) Choose to give up doing this, and live a normal life, therefore forgetting everything about ever doing this AND your life as Sam Manson . . .

Or c) move on to heaven, enjoy complete and eternal rest!

"So? What is it going to be Sam?" My mouth became dry.

"Well you don't actually have to choose now silly!" I felt relived, should I feel relived? She handed me the amulet and as I put it on, a reddish purple aura consumed me. It gave me a sort of tingling feeling. I didn't know what had happened but I could tell something was different. Without saying anything she handed me a mirror, I looked in the mirror and I could see a different reflection. Well not a completely different reflection, I looked basically the same except for some new features. My Once amethyst eyes now where red; my short raven hair was now longer, about past my shoulders; and I looked at my Goth attire, (with out the mirror of course) instead of my usually purple oval it was replaced with a red heart about the same size; finally I noticed my green and black stripped plaid skirt was now red and black (my tights were now red but I assumed you would already know).

"Hey what gives? What is with the new get-up?" I asked finally regaining my voice.

"Well I can't have you returning looking like your old self, now can I?" Well I guess not . . . "Good now--" I cut her off, because there was this nagging question in the back of my head and I wanted it to be answered.

"How are you doing that?" I asked. 'Doing what, doing this?' I could hear in my head. "Yeah how are you doing that?" I said out loud feeling stupid. 'Oh well, besides giving you new clothes, and a bunch of other abilities, you can also hear the thoughts of peoples hearts with it.' I heard in my head. 'Oh that makes sense.' I thought. 'Well its not only there too make you pretty that's for sure!' 'Uh could we not talk inside my head right now? Its kind of freaking me out'

"It is?" She finally spoke.

"Yeah, maybe just a little." As I said this she handed me another thing. I couldn't quite tell what it was until I had it inside my hands. It was a junior, Casper ID card with my new facade on it. It also said the name and age of Alexandra Katherine Madison. I looked up at her with a puzzled look.

"Silly Lexi, I can't send you back with the same name as your past life, now can I?" She said putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Uh yeah, sorry about that wasn't thinking." I said a little weird, having her hand on my shoulder. "Good, now I'll be seeing you! T.T.F.N!" She said pushing me and the chair I was sit in causing us to fall. I shut my eyes as I could feel myself falling and was expecting to hit the hard ground. But instead I felt a soft . . . bed instead? I quickly opened my eyes and look around the room, I then saw a digital clock. It read '7:55am', if I remember correctly, Casper High promptly started at '8:05am'.

"SHIT! I'm going to be late!" I screamed!

End of Chapter One!

Chapter Two comming soon?

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Well, TTFN!