Dealing With The Dead - The Mediator Fan Fiction.
chapter one.
I came out of my en suite bathroom feeling peaceful, humming to myself as I padded around my bedroom with only a towel wrapped around me. After a day of trudging around in the snow it felt great to be warm and I was looking forward to drying myself of and taking a nap. That was until a 50 year old man appeared on me bed. I jumped into the air and squealed a little before noticing the man had a glow around him, the glow I'd came to recognise from 16 years of helping spirits into the after world, this guy was a ghost.
I made sure my towel was secure and then took a deep breath to calm myself.
"Hello Sir, My name is Claire and I'm going to help you into the after life."
The guy looked up at me in shock. "Are you the Mediator?" The guy said, eyeing me up and down in disbelief.
"No one's bothered to explain what I can do to me, but yeah, that's what all the ghosts call me and I looked into it and that word pretty much fits what I can do." He was still staring blankly at me, so I decided to simplify what I was saying. "Yes. I'm the Mediator."
"Good." He said, taking in a deep breath he no longer needs and looking around my bedroom. While he was looking around I looked at him, fat, balding, bad skin and thick glasses highlight that this guy was not Mr sporting, a fact that had probably killed him. "I want to know why I'm still here," the man said when he was done sight seeing.
"I've found that a ghost kicks around because they have some form of unfinished business." Jeesh, might as well tape me saying that and play it back whenever a ghost asks why they're still around. "Any idea what needs to be done for you to get to where you're going?"
The man stared at his hands for a second before speaking again. "I lived alone and don't have any close friends or family. I think the reason I'm here is so my body doesn't just sit in my house." Ok, gross.
"Ok, Write down your address and I'll call in the police saying that I walk past your house after school each day but haven't seen you in a while and have gotten worried. Seem ok?" This ghost was simple enough, he hasn't even tried to kill me yet! The ghost sort of stared at me for a second then suddenly vanished. a bit of paper floating through the air and landing where he'd been sitting on the end of my bed.
"Well, a bye would of been nice." I mumbled to myself before I walked over to the big mirror opposite my bed. I unwound the towel for my head and sorted it with my hands before looking at myself. Small and slim, I look a bit taller because years of horse riding has meant that my backs always straight. My hair looks darker at the moment due to the ends still being wet, but it stills goes to my chest in loose blonde waves. My eyes are blue and big but I normally keep them narrowed because I tend to be slightly annoyed, getting beat on by ghosts for no apparent reason does that to you.
I started to towel dry my hair, walking around my big bedroom in just a towel when suddenly the door burst open and my mum walked in. Blonde hair short and held in place by what I like to think is a mix of hair spray and fear for its well being. Black trousers, blouse, trademark glare and the ever present ear piece complete my mum's always-the-same look.
"Ever heard of knocking before!" I say, gripping the towel to myself as my mum glares around my mildly messy room.
"You need to tidy more." My mum says looking back at me, "Besides, I just came in to say that I've got to go a meeting and your father is working late so you'll be home alone for a bit. I'm trusting you to be responsible." Oh no! A sixteen year old girl home alone for an hour! What a crime.
"I'll be fine Mum," I say, and she comes forward and kisses me on the cheek. "I was just going to tidy room, do some homework and go out to the stables for a bit." Mum nods approvingly and opens her mouth to say something but her ear piece cuts her off. It beeps softly and she presses a button on the side of it and turns to leave.
"Talk to me." She says as she leave the room, shutting the door behind her.
"What a great start to the day." I mutter to myself, throwing myself onto my bed.
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It's short to introduce you to the character, you guys like it, I'll be doing more soon but reviews will speed me up;) Was a bit bummed today because I didn't get tickets to go see One Direction and writing this cheered me up a bit. :) Thanks for reading.