Before me is a beautiful girl who couldn't be any older than 16, with brown eyes and brown hair in an updo. She couldn't be any taller than 5'2" either. She is wearing a beautiful blue beaded, floor length gown trimmed in brown lace; she's fidgeting with a silver bracelet. The background is coming clearer, its a party, no a ball. The girl rolls her eyes at a nearby group of females gawking in her direction, she turns her head and breaks into a wide grin.
"Isabella."
The dream is getting dark.
"Isabella."
My eyes flutter open from sleep. I lay in bed thinking about the girl, who she was, what she was smiling at. That's when I realized...
"Isabella..."
I shoot up to see a godlike man staring at me, his bronze hair was messy, but you could tell it was styled to lay flat with a part. He was wearing a button up shirt and brown linen pants that were held up by suspenders. But the most striking feature was he was translucent...wait, WHAT?!?!?
I let out a bloodcurdling scream and hurled my pillow at the appearition, causing it to 'POOF' disappear. What the fu....
Judging by the pounding, my heart should have exploded from all the over-extertion.
'It was a dream, Bella! Just a dream.'
Suddenly a shadow appeared in the doorframe of my room. I let out another scream.
"Bella! Its just us." Another shadow dipped under the arm of the first shadow and Alice's face was in view.
Jasper stepped forward and I could see that he was holding a baseball bat, his eyes scanning the room. Alice came and sat on foot of my bed, concern spread across her face.
"What happened? We thought you were being attacked!"
I sat and stared at the foot of my bed where I had seen the apparition moments earlier.
"Bella?"
"Ghost." It was all I could squeek out.
Alice turned to Jasper, who stared at me dumbfounded.
"See Jaz, I told you this place was haunted. I told you I saw somebody watching me out of the window, but did you believe me? NO!!! You soooo owe me that Gucci bag now Mister!"
Jasper rolled his eyes then looked at me again. "What did it look like, Bella?"
Did they really believe me?
"He was tall, maybe 18ish, reddish brown hair...he was dressed like....well he was dressed...old." My mind wasn't working, so I couldn't explain the spirit's appearance.
"Bella, we have a guest room that you can sleep in and tomorrow we are going to see Ma-Maw and get to the bottom of this." Alice stood up, grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed. As she pulled me out of the room, I stole one last glance at where the boy stood.
