Chapter 15 – Musings of a Teenage Ghost
Hiya, I didn't really want to rehash the entire Fanning the Flames eppie as I'm sure anyone reading this would be a little more than familiar with that eppie, so I'm coping out again, that's right, another diary. So shoot me.
I'm just wondering now, is there some sort of silent protest going on somewhere that says that no-one is allowed to review 'Remember Me' 'cause to be honest, it's kinda disheartening when I have worked so hard (granted and taken a long time to do it) to produce a piece of work and no-one bothers their backside to leave me a review. If there is then don't worry, I intend to finish this off very soon then you don't have to continue reading it.
Chapter 15 - Musings of a Teenage Ghost
Dear Diary,
I've done it, I've managed to find a way out of that place, and now I'm back. Though there is a drawback, I've come back into some sort of back water town where 'everybody knows your name'. It's so sickening but then again, shouldn't complain, I'm lucky to be here. Now, must compose a to-do list:
·first order of the day acquire a band
·make a comeback tour to see if anyone remembers me
·acquire a fan base (with or without the help of my shiny new buttons)
·quiz them (with or without the buttons) and find out if it's me, or my name they love.
First though…need a band, not an easy thing to do so I must go now.
Talk to you later
Ember
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Dear Diary
Have found that is remarkably easy to assemble a band, even in this hick town. All I had to do was answer an ad in the paper asking for someone to front a band and gave an address for somewhere in Wisconsin.
If I were more paranoid I would suspect the ease with which I was promoted to the lead singer of this band of ghosts (sorry, did I not mention that, their all ghosts, just like me, which again, is very convenient)
Anyway, step one is accomplished, now onto step two, a comeback tour. I've already been on a music website and announced it, and already I think I can feel my power growing some of my old fans must still remember me. Now, just need to hire a bus or something to cart us around in with the money that man gave us (oh yea, forgot to mention, that guy has sponsored us and signed us onto his private record label, what is he, made of money)
Right, much much work to do, must go and make a start.
Bye for now
Ember
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Dear Diary
Right, I've been here for eight hours and I have a band, a bus, and an album. The fan base is building slowly and we're going out for our first performance in a few days, after the album is released tomorrow. After much debate, we decided on the local school, during school hours to get the kids attention. But like I said, I've been busy today, so I'm having an early night.
Night night
Ember
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Dear Diary
I have a rather ominous feeling in my gut. Right now I'm feeling almost exactly the same way I did at the start of my carrier last time…and we all know how that ended up. My album went on sale today, and already a lot of the stores have a limited supply of copies, they think that by lunch time they'll all be sold out. And with the sales, comes the power. I can feel it growing, little by little, as each copy is sold.
This feeling, it's addictive, I can see why some of those ghosts come back again and again, just for this feeling. I could grow to love it.
Right, I think I can hear one of my band mates screaming for me so we can practice, first live performance is in only two days time. Must dash
Ember
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Dear Diary
It is official; there are no more copies of my album for sale. They all sold out at 12.01 pm yesterday, after only 4 hours on the shelf. That website was a damn good idea, got them so hyped up they couldn't wait for my new album.
Only one day now until we go live, and we got a phone call earlier today to tell us that a proper concert is scheduled for midnight the same day performance at the school (well, technically not the same day, but you know what I mean.) Not just that, but more copies of the album are being made and sent WORLDWIDE! Can you imagine the power I would get from a worldwide audience? And even if the album doesn't do it, the concert is GLOBAL.
I really can't wait until the concert now, I'll show those little assholes who went and left me as soon as I hit it big. Friends, HA.
Right, enough of that, got to go practice some more.
Bye bye
Ember
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Dear Diary,
Right, only an hour left until the performance at the school. I'm ready, I'm able, I'm cool, I can do this…
I am so brickin' it at the moment, I haven't dome this in so long, I hope I can still remember how to do this. No, No, that's not the way to think, I am cool, I am calm and collected, I can do this, Hmmmmmmmmm Lalalalalalala memememememe sorry, just warming up my vocal chords.
Okay, one last practice session, then we're rolling.
See you after
Ember
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Dear Diary
Well, for the most part, the performance went well, turned up and got everyone chanting my name before launching into part of my song. Then some old guy got up and told me to leave, well, I'm not having that from some old wrinkly no-body, so I set the crowd on him, Yea, I got enough power from them that I was able to brainwash the whole crowd in one go and get them to attack that fuckwit.
Unfortunately, before they could this other ghosts came out of no-where and saved him, I took that as my cue to leave and literally vanished while he was mumbling about knocking me off the charts. Smart arse. I'll get him. I'll just wait for him to come to me.
I've decided to give the concert tickets out free to anyone who turns up to the store…in…crap, half an hour. Better go, don't wanna keep my loyal fans waiting do I?
Ember
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Dear Diary.
The ticket giveaway went well, got them chanting even louder this time. I almost lost myself in the wave of power that overtook me then. Of course at the height of my fun, that little shit turned up again didn't he, him and his little girlfriend.
She drew on one of my one of my cutouts and stopped the crowd from chanting, the drop was significant, I nearly lost my hair, and I obviously wasn't having that either. Just as I was getting ready to attack her, that stupid little ghost boy turned up and shot something at me, had I been ready, I could have easily dodged, but he snuck up on me didn't he?
Anyway, I recovered and got him back, then decided to take it up to the roof. He followed me, and pathetically tried to stop me, of course my loyal fans put a stop to that. They gave me all the power I needed. Unfortunately, he figured me out, so I had to tell him, and his little girlfriend, what I am doing later, but It doesn't matter, I put them both under a love spell and left, I don't have to worry about them for a while now.
That's all for now, until we get to the concert grounds.
Ember
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Dear Diary
Right, we're here and everyone (myself included) is running around like headless chickens at the moment, preparing for this concert in…three hours and counting. Now, with any luck I won't have to deal with those two lovebirds again ever, though with their little school friends under my control, I can see them at least turning up.
It doesn't matter anyway, I'm too powerful for them to be able to do anything about my taking over their pathetic little town.
Hmmm, two and a half hours, better go for a sound check and a rehearsal before this concert actually begins
See you after the concert
Ember
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Dear Diary
Well, that was an interesting experience. Halfway through my first song that ghost kid showed up again didn't he? No warning, nothing, just a kick in the side that sent me flying (literally) into a TV screen. Good thing I'm already dead, or that would have killed me.
Of course, pulled myself out of it and kicked his ass right back. Managed to trap him in a force field (thank you Spectra), after he BROKE MY GUITAR! And I thought that was that. But he tossed the mike to his incredibly untalented friend and he managed to break, not just my eardrums, but my spell. Leaving me powerless and at the mercy of the ghost kid. I offered no resistance as I had finally figured out the truth. I'm not loved. Well, the rock star might be, but I'm not, it was all the influence of the spell I cast with my guitar.
So now I'm in the ghost zone again, cold, bald, and being followed by some very very annoying ghost in his pajamas who won't stop saying my name over and over. It's all I can do not to turn around and snap his neck for him, unfortunately, that won't do me any good, so I just have to get used to it until Skulker is finished with my guitar again, or I can ditch him…I'm opting for door number two
Well, that's all I have to report about my little trip back to the mortal world.
Bye for now
Ember
End of Chapter.
Right, now if all goes to plan, there should only be one or two chapters left ( I know I've said that before and ended up writing about five more after those two)
Please review, I know were not allowed to respond (it won't stop me though, I care not for stupid rules, I shall go on responding as long as I have reviewers) but I wouldn't mind if someone, anyone, left me a review to tell me what you think so that I can respond, you haven't got many chances left.
May the Angels bless you and keep you safe
Anawiel