Heylo everyone...!
My very first FanFict. I do hope you will like it, this is just the very beginning of it all for my FanFict.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters that will be mentioned in my FanFict. later on in my later chapters, they were all created by the awesome author: Meg Cabot.
Other than that, enjoy!
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PROLOGUE
Knowing that I'm a Mediator was one thing, but sending me to California to stay with my Grandma for - who knows how long? - weeks, is another. Its almost as if someone plucked me out of my comfort zone and placed me somewhere I don't want to be and might I add, its Summer!
I'm on my Summer vacation, and instead of spending time with my friends going shopping and snogging my - dead - boyfriend. Yeah, I know. As lame as it is, not having a real boyfriend, all my life is just as lame.
My parents are away on a business trip and my eldest brother is off with his friends on the Big OE and my eldest sister is off in college. Whereas myself, I could've been fine staying home alone and chilling out - besides, I won't be alone - or partying but of course, they knew what sort of "mischief" I'd be up to and all that worrying about a kidnapper or whatever. Pfft, yeah right.
Being a Mediator had no multiple choices for me to choose from and therefore I've had to deal with it for the past sixteen years - in other words - my whole life. Its almost as if being a bridge, between the living and the dead. Though I myself, as the bridge, try not to get destroyed by those who refuse to move on or go forth into the light. I get curious what goes on when you step into the light - those who are lucky, I guess - but then again, its best to know when its my time to die and that is something these naughty dead people have been trying to do.
Kill me, I mean. Seriously, I'd rather go shopping with my friends and live a normal teenage life and what do I get? I get a whole line of dead people who needs help to find where they need to go, literally. Except of course, my boyfriend. Troy Sommers.
He died at the age of eighteen, in a car accident after saving a girl from being crushed and even though it was heroic of him and all, I didn't want to think about that the girl he saved, was the girl he was in love with. Who knows how that girl feels for him but I know how I feel for him. This all happened two decades ago - twenty years, pretty much - which of course would've made him thirty-eight by now.
Hmm, the thought of him at that age would turn me off but every time I see him, he looks the same age he had died twenty years ago. Handsome and one heck of a kisser, I seriously don't know why he kept wanting to be with that girl who caused him to die, but then again, if he hadn't rescued her, I wouldn't of met him and then I would have to help that girl move onto her afterlife unless some other Mediator would do it. To my relief, that would help.
As soon as I got off the plane, went through all that passport checking and finding my bag - which was no fun - I hear a voice that just makes my first day in California, a drag.
"Cassandra!", my grandma said, excitedly.
I sighed and heaved up my bags as I walked towards her with my fake smile. Yeah, this summer vacation is going to be a total drag.
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