"wait—wait say that again?" Chelsea screamed in my ear again.
"Mr. Phantom is in our attic" I said for the millionth time "or he was, I think he's in the boy's room" (boy or boy'o being a nickname for my brother).
"I will be there in 5 seconds" Chelsea said and hung the phone up on me. I closed my cell phone and sighed, the Phantom had been here for appoxamately 2 hours and I was sick as hell. Math test, up at 4 am, Mr Phantom in my brothers bedroom, too much to handle in one night. I walked into Jon's room tired as hell this time in black jeans and my gir gray t-shirt. The Phantom was leaning agenst the white railing, his head in his hands, he was just as stressed and confused as I was.
"headache" I said to him.
"you have no idea" he replied.
"remember I live with him" I said slyly, no one but my brother could make a headache that big, and right now I was proud. I walked into Jon's room and there he was his MP3 blasting away in his ears, 11 years old and one of the most musical people I know. He also the only 11 year old I know that listens to classical and knows the diffrence between Vavaldi and Bach, and who loves 80's rock all at the same time. I walked in as the song 99 red ballons, one of my personal favroites, was blasting away.
"nice work kiddo" I said, he was a Phantom hater, because the girl he had a crush on blew him off because of her her dream to marry the imfamouse Opera Ghost.
"no prob, it didn't take that long" Jon said with glee.
"now I suggest you not do it again, I preffer if you would leave the hell raising to me" I said, really I was afraid the boy would go over board. Mr. Phantom wasn't too familiar with this time and the two things I never hold agenst anyone is, if they arent from our time, or they arent on there own playing field. I went out to see where Mr. Phantom went, and he was still there looking at me strangely. Then I noticed, Chelsea stopped dead standing on the stairs, looking at the Phantom.
"hell you weren't lying" Chelsea said and walked closer.
"why the hell would I lie" I said.
"language ladies language" the Phantom said slyly.
I just pointed the middle finger at him and said "fuck off".
"and a temper" he said to me.
"I'll give you more than that if you don't knock it off" I said about ready to kick the smile and mask off of that guy.
"alright you two, Steph get some rest and I will watch Mr. Phantom" Chelsea said.
"what are you my mother?" I said, yes I was tired and worried how the hell was I going to stay awake for this test.
"yes you should get some rest you look horrible" the Phantom said with a grin.
"okay that's it Jon make his life hell until I get up" and Jon came out with an evil grin on his face.
"as you wish my scary sister" and Chelsea gave the Phantom a sypithetic look.