A\N:
Hey everybody! Sorry I haven't updated in a week or something, but I
was a disneyland. (And got some ideas for another fic. Maybe HHaW or
toy story. I feel I'm the only one that supports WoodyXJessie. If you
also support that pairing let me know. That's the only thing that is
stopping from writing that.) Also I have no internet at home. The
only way I can update for now is writing at my mom's work and I only
can go here sometimes. So I'm going to try my best to update every
chance I get! Please be patient. Enjoy the chapter! Sorry if this was
long wait for the update. Oh and thanks Derr Gotik for the review!
=P Disclaimer: I don't know
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"Nice place you got here."
My head jolted at the sound of the voice. I looked toward the sound and saw a girl, her back against the wall and sitting on my bed. She had her arms and legs crossed and wore a small glare. She wore black cargo pants with a single white line that went down her right pant's leg and a black T-shirt with a blue star and heart on it. She had black hair with sky blue streaks and bangs that almost covered one of her gray misty eyes. Surprisingly she had a pair of pure white angel wings on her back. I wanted to alone. Who was this girl?
"Who the hell are you?", I asked
"Not very nice I see.", she said, "Names Johnson. Skylar Johnson. And helping you is my game."
"If your one of my sisters' friend, they're all downstairs in the living room."
"I don't wanna go. It's depressing down there."
"Well, I don't give a shit where you go, just get the hell outta my room!"
"I don't wanna."
Ok, now I'm getting mad. Why won't this girl just leave me alone, like everyone has done on this whole damn speck!
"Look, just leave now! I don't want anyone in my room!"
"No"
"Look here little girl."
"My name's Skylar and I believe were the same age."
"I don't care. Just get the hell out of my damn room!"
Slap!
What did I just do? She was getting me pissed off. I looked down on her. She was laying on her side and was touching her cheek where - hit her. It looked red from what I saw, but it wasn't bleeding.
"I-I'm sorry.", I stammered out. I tried to help her but she slapped my hand away.
"Is that the way you treat someone who can change your life for the better?", she asked as she sat back up to her old position. If looks could kill, she could have been stabbing me with no mercy.
"What did you say?"
"Look I don't blame you for the slap. You think you're the reason your dad left Whoville, right? So you're angry at yourself. But I know things that you don't know. I know some stuff that happen to you in past, present and future. Oooooh! And in your life you're goin' need guidance. That's where I come in. I'm what you call a Watcher."
I knew what Watchers was. They were angel-like Whos that helped you when life got hard. They protect you from harm, like a guardian angel, and can prevent something bad from happening. I was also taught they were only merely myths and stories that were told to little kids. So how was I supposed to believe her? She could be paid by my sisters to prank me.
"You can't be. Watchers are supposed to be fake as in not real."
"Well then, why am I here I if they are fake?"
"Give me some proof."
"What kind?"
Before I could answer she twirled her fingers in a circle and a list fell into her lap. She opened the file and took out a piece of paper and read it out loud. "Lets see. Joseph-Joshua Mattew McDodd aka JoJo. First child of 96 and only son of Ned McDodd and Sally O'Malley. You have no criminal record. You went mute around the age of 10, but spoke again around the age 14 when you and your dad saved Whoville. One year later, your dad goes missing. And that's where I come in. My job will include comfort, support, and....." her voice trailed off as she read that last sentence. "That last one we will discuss later." She snapped her fingers and the paper and folder disappeared in a cloud of dust. "Was that enough proof for ya?"
"Am I the only one who can see you."
"Yessiree! If someone happens to come in right now you appear to be talking to yourself. That is unless I'm in living form."
"Living form?"
She nodded her head. "I can shape shift into many things including someone living, but only when I need to interact with objects I can't grab in the form I am in now or other Whos beside you. But it takes a lot out of me, so I rarely do it."
"You're dead?"
"Yeah, that's how you become a Watcher. You need to be dead."
"You're a ghost?"
"You can put it like that." She was acting as if that was a normal thing, then again this could be a normal thing for her.
"That settles it! I'm dreaming! I'm probably sleeping like a log right now having this messed up dream."
I actually believing this for a second until I finally came back to my senses again. This couldn't be true. This can't be true! Oh my Who, I'm going insane! I'm losing my sanity because of losing my dad. Yeah, that's it.
"Yeah, you could be or you could just be in denial and this is for real!"
"Whatever you say, oh mighty Watcher. I'm going to 'bed', so I can soon wake up from this crazy dream. But on the VERY SLIGHT chance and take note on the empathies on the VERY SLIGHT, you are still going to be here when I wake up, I'll believe you."
I put up air quotes when I said bed and I pushed her off. She yelped in a mix of surprise and pain as she hit the floor. I got under the covers and put my pillow over my head. This is crazy. This can't be true! That's for sure. It's just a dream, no scratch that, it's a nightmare.
"Ok fine. Don't believe me. If I'm not really real, then I won't be here when you wake up. Simple as that! But since YOU are living in DENIAL, I will be here. And when you finally get a GRIP of REALITY, I will help save you from you from utter turmoil and teenage angst that will haunt you for the REST of YOUR life!", she ranted on as she lifted herself off the ground, "Have a good sleep, Mr. Grumpy! And for sure see you tomorrow."
After her little rant, I heard nothing but silence. I stayed under the covers for fear she will pop out and yell, 'I told you so!' in my face. I shut my eyes and drifted into my dreamless sleep.
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A/N: hehehe chapter two! yay! I love when my characters rant! Expect more rants. Almost everyone might rant about something. They are just so fun to write, I don't know why, maybe because me and my friends rants a lot. Please I really want some reviews, so I know what I need to improve next time. Keep reading and review.