It's been a while now since I've moved to Carmel, and I must admit things have been going pretty good. I've had my ups and downs of course, like any other 16 year old would… apart from the whole ghost thing anyway.
I still haven't really been out on a date yet… with any guy. I mean, it's not like guys haven't asked… they have, but I'm always the one who's cancelling or turning them down.
There are always these stupid ghosts that keep me from having a normal life! But then again, I'll never have a normal life…
I mean, who could possibly understand?
Jesse has always been there for me though, always comforting and watching over me.
Until that time a month ago, where something went wrong while trying to banish this ghost to the afterlife.
Jesse had turned up, not knowing what I was doing, and even though I had managed to get rid of the ghost with the incantation… as a side effect of Jesse entering three quarters of the way in, he can now no longer dematerialise.
Which has been really funny sometimes… now that he just can't disappear whenever he feels like it.
Not like I'm complaining, always having him around… I actually like it better than before… always knowing he'll be there, day and night.
It was all great, until… 'The accident'.
The Accident - Saturday Morning
I was sitting in a chair in a hospital room. It wasn't me who was injured… although it almost would have been, if this guy, Brett hadn't saved my life.
Today is Saturday, and this morning, Cee Cee, Adam and I had decided to go down to the mall. We went into 'Surfection', which had all the latest clothing and surf gear…
Not that I was interested in surfboards or anything but I was checking out the designs, as Cee Cee was taking ages in the dressing room, and Adam was chatting up some blonde chick.
Then all of a sudden this surfie looking ghost guy had come up beside me with his two-metre surfboard in his arms and spat his whole 'why am I'm dead' story to me.
When I told him that I needed some time to think about how I could help him, he went ballistic on me and said that I was the reason something was keeping him here.
I got pissed off with his attitude and punched the 'invisible' surfboard out of his arm.
This didn't go down to well with him, and as a result he picked it back up and swung it around, trying to knock me out. As I ducked out of the way, he hit the display shelf behind me, which held about 30 boards.
This guy who turned down the aisle, noticed the display shelf was about to fall on me, so he jumped out and pushed me out of the way.
In the end, I was ok, but this amazingly hot, blonde guy had been crushed, with a massive amount of fibreglass boards on top of him.
Anyway, he was taken to hospital, unconscious and was suspected of having a few broken bones.
I was aloud to stay with him, as I had told the nurses that I was his girlfriend… cough, cough.
After he had gained consciousness, and realised where he was, and what had happened to him, I introduced myself to him and took a seat by his bed.
"I'm Brett" He managed, smiling at me.
He actually looked happy to meet me, considering he didn't know me.
His hair was golden blonde and kind of spiked up at the top. He had bright blue eyes, tanned skin and was very muscular.
"I'm glad you're all right" he said
"Thanks to you… anyway, I'm the one who's supposed to say that to you" I laughed.
"I'm glad that you didn't break any bones, because of me"
"Nah, I'm too strong" He tried to laugh. "Anyway, it was defiantly worth it" He said looking me up and down.
I blushed as I pulled a few strands of hair behind my ear.
"Um, I better be getting home…"
"Oh" He looked disappointed. "Would you be able to come back and chat later on?"
"Don't you have family, or a… girlfriend on the way over here?"
He looked down kind of upset.
"Nah, my old man's dead, and my mums so lazy… she couldn't care less about me"
I wasn't sure what to say to him.
"I don't have a girlfriend… but you did claim to the nurses that you were mine…" He smiled, showing his perfectly white teeth.
"Aye? I don't know what you…"
"I heard the nurses when you stepped out before, Suze… talking about how sweet it was that my 'girlfriend' was here for me".
Oh shit, I feel like such an idiot.
"That's how they let you in here, aye? Told them you belonged with me?"
"I'm so sorry, Brett… I just wanted to make sure you were all right and all…" I was so embarrassed.
"Hey, don't be sorry. I'm grateful you did, otherwise I'd be rather lonely" He smiled again.
Then I looked over at the clock on the wall.
"Go home, Suze" He told me.
"I'll see if I can come back after dinner, is that ok?"
"I'll be counting every second" He said taking my hand in his.
I looked at him in the eyes, he seemed so sweet… and he seemed to want to see me again.
"You try and get some rest, Brett" I smiled.
I let go of his hand and waved goodbye as I left the room.