CHAPTER 25 - Dahlia
Broadway sat in english class tapping her pen on her desk nervously, her eyes scanning the room every few seconds. She was silently memorizing the floor plans of her school while her teacher droned on and on about school policies. Seth was in the class beside her in history, Zeke and Luke were in the basement in phys-ed, Mallory was on the first floor in law and Bianca was on the top floor in science. Broadway checked the clock and sighed inwardly, lunch was only a few minutes away. She knew the ghosts were somewhere in the school, but she didn't know where.
She let her eyes scan the room once more, but stopped mid way. From the other side of the room, a girl with long auburn hair was staring at her intently, her green eyes burning right through her skull. Despite the late summer heat she was wearing long sleeves and thick jeans. Broadway blinked and nodded in the girls' direction, causing her to jump slightly and drop her eyes, suddenly becoming very interested with her shoelaces. Before Broadway could think of anything the bell rang and everyone picked up their bags and high-tailed it out of the class.
~*~
Dahlia Masterson blinked quickly and looked away once she realized that Broadway had figured out she was staring at her. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something about the dark haired girl was amiss. Her aura was surrounded with death and sorrow, as if she was linked to the deceased somehow. In any case it made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to get as far away from that girl as possible; the last thing she needed right now was a seizure.
Dahlia turned down another hall and was about to duck into the bathroom when someone grabbed her from behind and spun her around. Broadway glared at her coldly and crossed her arms before her chest.
"I don't like to be stared at." She said simply. "Don't make it a habit."
"I-I'm sorry." Dahlia stammered nervously. She could feel that aura under clothes and through her skin. "You just don't have a very pleasant aura, that's all. I can usually pick up on these things."
Broadway's expression changed from irritated to intrigued, and she loosened her arms. "What do you mean, aura?"
"It's the energy that surrounds a person's body."
"And you can see that?"
Dahlia rolled her eyes and sighed. "Yes, I can see that. I can see a lot of things, now will you leave me alone? Class is going to start in a few minutes and-"
"How do you see these things?" Broadway interrupted suddenly. She glanced around before pulling Dahlia by the arm into the bathroom. Se repeated the question more urgently once inside. "HOW do you see people's aura?"
"I just do, I always have! Look, what is this all about? If you're interested in that kind of thing, why don't you go pick up a book on it?" Dahlia replied defensively. She was beginning to feel anxious and more than a little uncomfortable.
"Are you psychic?"
"Are you going to ask me to tell you your future?"
"I can see dead people."
"You're not funny."
A shocked look came over Broadway's face and she nodded her head in the direction of the door. "Look over there and tell me what you see."
Thinking nothing of it, Dahlia glanced over towards the door. She couldn't see anything, but something was wrong. The energy was all fucked up and it was cold. Really cold.It felt as though Death's bony fingers were closing around her throat.
"What is this all about?"
"Do you see anything?" Broadway asked.
"No, but I feel something."
"Death?"
"How'd you know?"
Broadway opened her mouth to answer but stopped, reaching into her bag and producing her old pair of spectral viewers. She passed them to Dahlia wordlessly and waited. The smaller girl placed them on her nose and peered at the door once more, This time, however, she DID see something. She saw a girl, about her age if not a little bit older. She was wearing an old dress and tiara. She was very pretty, but she held her neck at an odd angle.
"Oh my god..is that a..a..-"
"Ghost? Yeah. That's Susan. Say hello Susan." Broadway replied simply, as if nothing unusual was going on. Susan waved and gave a little hello. Broadway grinned. "I told you I saw dead people."
"What is going on here?"
"Honey, I think you better come with me." Broadway glanced at Susan. "I think we may have found one of us."
(A/N - sorry for the short chapter, but I've been having Birthday celebrations this week (and I'm going to have to change my profile), so this is all for now. I'll update soon! Keep those reviews coming - I love them all!!! ~ LoKi)
Broadway sat in english class tapping her pen on her desk nervously, her eyes scanning the room every few seconds. She was silently memorizing the floor plans of her school while her teacher droned on and on about school policies. Seth was in the class beside her in history, Zeke and Luke were in the basement in phys-ed, Mallory was on the first floor in law and Bianca was on the top floor in science. Broadway checked the clock and sighed inwardly, lunch was only a few minutes away. She knew the ghosts were somewhere in the school, but she didn't know where.
She let her eyes scan the room once more, but stopped mid way. From the other side of the room, a girl with long auburn hair was staring at her intently, her green eyes burning right through her skull. Despite the late summer heat she was wearing long sleeves and thick jeans. Broadway blinked and nodded in the girls' direction, causing her to jump slightly and drop her eyes, suddenly becoming very interested with her shoelaces. Before Broadway could think of anything the bell rang and everyone picked up their bags and high-tailed it out of the class.
~*~
Dahlia Masterson blinked quickly and looked away once she realized that Broadway had figured out she was staring at her. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something about the dark haired girl was amiss. Her aura was surrounded with death and sorrow, as if she was linked to the deceased somehow. In any case it made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to get as far away from that girl as possible; the last thing she needed right now was a seizure.
Dahlia turned down another hall and was about to duck into the bathroom when someone grabbed her from behind and spun her around. Broadway glared at her coldly and crossed her arms before her chest.
"I don't like to be stared at." She said simply. "Don't make it a habit."
"I-I'm sorry." Dahlia stammered nervously. She could feel that aura under clothes and through her skin. "You just don't have a very pleasant aura, that's all. I can usually pick up on these things."
Broadway's expression changed from irritated to intrigued, and she loosened her arms. "What do you mean, aura?"
"It's the energy that surrounds a person's body."
"And you can see that?"
Dahlia rolled her eyes and sighed. "Yes, I can see that. I can see a lot of things, now will you leave me alone? Class is going to start in a few minutes and-"
"How do you see these things?" Broadway interrupted suddenly. She glanced around before pulling Dahlia by the arm into the bathroom. Se repeated the question more urgently once inside. "HOW do you see people's aura?"
"I just do, I always have! Look, what is this all about? If you're interested in that kind of thing, why don't you go pick up a book on it?" Dahlia replied defensively. She was beginning to feel anxious and more than a little uncomfortable.
"Are you psychic?"
"Are you going to ask me to tell you your future?"
"I can see dead people."
"You're not funny."
A shocked look came over Broadway's face and she nodded her head in the direction of the door. "Look over there and tell me what you see."
Thinking nothing of it, Dahlia glanced over towards the door. She couldn't see anything, but something was wrong. The energy was all fucked up and it was cold. Really cold.It felt as though Death's bony fingers were closing around her throat.
"What is this all about?"
"Do you see anything?" Broadway asked.
"No, but I feel something."
"Death?"
"How'd you know?"
Broadway opened her mouth to answer but stopped, reaching into her bag and producing her old pair of spectral viewers. She passed them to Dahlia wordlessly and waited. The smaller girl placed them on her nose and peered at the door once more, This time, however, she DID see something. She saw a girl, about her age if not a little bit older. She was wearing an old dress and tiara. She was very pretty, but she held her neck at an odd angle.
"Oh my god..is that a..a..-"
"Ghost? Yeah. That's Susan. Say hello Susan." Broadway replied simply, as if nothing unusual was going on. Susan waved and gave a little hello. Broadway grinned. "I told you I saw dead people."
"What is going on here?"
"Honey, I think you better come with me." Broadway glanced at Susan. "I think we may have found one of us."
(A/N - sorry for the short chapter, but I've been having Birthday celebrations this week (and I'm going to have to change my profile), so this is all for now. I'll update soon! Keep those reviews coming - I love them all!!! ~ LoKi)