I hate this chapter. It's short and OOC.
I'm sorry for this, guys. I was doing this while I was bored, so it's really bad.
Challenge Topic # 45: Star Struck
Character(s): Paulina Sanchez, Danny Fenton/Phantom
"Eat my dust, Skulker!"
The ghost boy zipped across the sky with grace as he was pursued by another robot looking ghost. Leaning back on the bench, I watched the show.
"Get back here, Ghost child!"
"Make me!"
He stuck his tongue out at him before fading from view. The ghost, enraged, went to the spot where he disappeared and looked around furiously.
"Where are you, coward?"
The ghost child appeared behind him and pointed a kind of Thermos in his direction.
"Here!"
I watched in amazement as the ghost was suddenly pulled inside the small container. He landed a few feet from where I was sitting and capped it.
"Oh man," he said to himself. "I have only thirty minutes to finish-"
He turned his attention to me and I gawked at him. It seemed like he was going to say "my homework."
Did ghosts even have homework?
"I was about to finish my, uh…patrol?" he said as he rubbed the back of his neck.
He looked so adorable when he's talking.
"Do you need something?" he asked. Eeee! He talked to me! He talked to me!
He tilted his head and I almost squealed.
"I asked: Did you need something?" he questioned again again. Why did he have to be so cute? The ghost boy gave me a funny look. "Are you alright?"
My heart skipped a beat when I heard the words came out of his lips. Not only was he handsome, but he had the voice of an angel.
"I-I…" I stuttered.
Did I say he was cute?
"Do you need medical attention?"
"Uh…no."
"Then what?"
This was my moment to ask him out!
"Will you-?" I began.
"Do you need to go home?" he suggested. I opened my mouth but closed it again.
"I…yes."
Darn it! Why am I hesitating? Why am I so…star struck?
"Here." He said as he lifted be up by the arms. My body collapsed when his cool hands touched mine.
Waaaa! Shortness! Don't kill me!
