Well...
I don't really like this chapter.
XP
That's all...
Oh, and anything in italics, that means Jo's conscience is speaking to Jo.
XD
School Sucks. Really.
"So… What's your problem?"
He looked up, blinking. Turning towards the window seat, where he had heard the voice, he found himself looking at a girl. A girl ghost to be exact.
The girl gazed back at him, her practically black eyes roaming across his face, sucking in every single detail.
"Am I going to get an answer from you?" The girl asked once more, her eyes locked onto his.
The girl was rather attractive actually. Black hair fell to her mid-back. Ice blue streaks here and there. The bottom of her hair was sprayed red, and her fingernails were painted a mellow pink.
"Hn." He answered back, crossing his arms.
She blinked, confused, and then rolled her eyes. "Are you one of those people that need to know who they're talking to?" She demanded, making a weird huffing noise, "'Cause if you are, I will just introduce myself," She paused for a moment, before continuing, "My name is Ivy. I am not obliged to tell you my last name. And your name is…?"
He didn't answer for a while, and merely watched as her face got an annoyed look on it. "I don't know." He suddenly stated, amused at the fact that her face had suddenly started to look as red as an apple from the frustration.
The redness from her face suddenly disappeared, and she gave me a pity-filled look. "Well… Don't give Jo such a hard time, neh? She's been through a lot, and although it was a while back, she doesn't seem to have gotten over them."
His thoughts returned to when he had that memory, that he was sure wasn't his. Of a small girl, and a dying woman.
Now that he thought about it, it was probably Jo's.
"So… What'd Jo name you?" Ivy asked happily, "Oh, and before you ask. I'm Jo's other best friend. The one that died, obviously."
"Red."
"Pft. Jo's horrible at naming people. She'll never find a good name for her child, if she gets one."
"Hn."
"Soo…."
XOXOXO
Oh shit.
Ivy was here in the house.
And I wasn't talking to her.
My ass was so going to get kicked by her the next time she sees me.
Man, you have such violent friends!
No, no. Not just me, you are me, so we have such violent friends.
Oh no… Why? Why must you have such violent friends? Why must you torture me so!
Blocking out any other words my conscience was telling me, I turned to face the guy in front of me.
Eep.
It was the guy that used to live here.
I think…
Actually.
No.
It couldn't be that guy...
Could it?
He had dyed his hair silver, and got golden contacts. Not to mention, he threw on some fake fox ears, and a fake fox tail.
I wonder where he got silver hair dye…
I also wonder where the hell would he find gold contacts…
The fake fox ears and tail I could understand.
"Um, excuse me. But it's midnight. I'm never going to get back the sleep I lost, and tomorrow is school. So…" I started, surprised to feel myself start to get really edgy and annoyed.
I only got this way when I felt something really abnormal.
And the guy in front of me seemed pretty normal.
Wait a second…
He was wearing a freaky toga like thing.
Whoa! Cool!
Damn conscience thinks the weirdest things are cool…
The guy, whatever his name was, stared coolly at me, a foxy grin slid onto his face.
I could feel myself start to get all sweaty.
Something was not right, something abnormal… And it wasn't a ghost.
This guy also looked like he was about to hit on me with that grin on his face.
Eep.
"Um… Hi? Was I speaking in English a second ago?" I started once more, making sure I was speaking in Japanese, in case the first time I had been speaking in English, "It's midnight. And if you must have that grin on your face, please don't point it at me."
I don't know what happened next, because suddenly Shai was in front of me, in her attack stance.
"Get in!" She hissed harshly at me, pushing me inside and slamming the door shut.
My god.
Where the hell did she come from?
Not to mention, who the hell was silver haired, golden eyes, wanna-be fox toga guy?
Boom.
Oh my god.
What the hell were they doing out there?
Throwing open the door, I found myself staring at nothing.
Well, I would have been lying if I said nothing.
I was staring at the tree that had been across the street that now had various claw marks that I could see from here. Not to mention, its branches were lying on the ground. Oh, and I also forgot to mention another tiny detail.
It was in the middle of the street.
Lights start to flicker on in other houses, so I quickly ducked inside, and ran upstairs.
Ivy was gone.
Red had his eyes closed, so I'm guessing he's sleeping.
He's kinda…
Cute when he's sleeping.
Eww… But he's got cooties!
My god. My conscience was a totally immature.
And you're not?
I'm not as immature as you.
I'm just saying. You fall for boys too quickly, and they never like you back. They always fall for Ivy, or even Shai! So in the end, all you're doing is hurting yourself.
I was silent.
My conscience was right about that.
But…
That's who I am.
I can't change that…
Silently walking past Red; I grabbed the blanket off my bed and went to sleep on the window seat.
The bed was too stuffy for me.
As I started to fall asleep, I caught sight of Red.
He was awake, if he had been sleeping, now and was watching me again.
A small smile slipped on my face.
It kind of felt… comfortable to know someone was always watching you…
As if I had a guardian angel.
But… if that guardian angel ever did anything perverted.
I'll sick Ivy on him.
Cute, very cute.
XOXOXO
"We have a new class joining us this semester." The teacher state, in a voice that literally bored me, even though I had just been listening to him for a second, "Her name is Jo. She's here from the U.S."
I hate being the new kid.
I never know how to act.
I especially hate standing up in front of everyone.
I placed a small fake smile on my face, and my hands tightened their grip on my bag.
My eyes searched the class room, for any signs of a kind face but…
There were practically none.
Except for the red head.
Hey!
It was the red head!
Except he looked even paler than the last time I saw him.
And he wasn't even looking at me.
Everyone's face was all like 'oh great, another new kid. Can't these new kids just stay in their old schools?'
Sigh…
Yep. Good going conscience.
You think you can stay out of the counselor's office this time?
I mentally twitched.
I don't think I can, I know I can.
I'm definitely not going to the counselor at this school.
XOXOXO
I could hear my conscience's hysterical laugh echoing through my head.
I can't believe your dad sent a note to the school, and you're already in the counselor's office without you doing anything!
…
Damn it.
"Now, Miss. Jo." The counselor said, taking sips of his tea, "Your father tells me you've been through some rather awful times. Care to tell?"
No I do not care to tell.
Do you think I would?
You just said it yourself; I've been through some awful times.
What kind of person would tell your kind of people their 'awful times'?
"…"
"Don't be shy, Miss. Jo, no one here is judging you." The counselor said again.
Except you. You will judge me.
So I will judge you.
You are a balding, middle aged man that reeks of tea.
Tut, tut. Did he hit a nerve?
…
I crossed my arms, turning my head away from the man.
Only to find myself looking straight into the eyes of Red.
A small shriek escaped my mouth, as I fell off the chair I was sitting on.
The counselor was probably staring at me right now.
I could hear the sound of a pen scratching on paper.
He was probably writing: This girl likes to shriek and fall off chairs for no apparent reasons. Might be suffering from hallucinations of tragic past.
All counselors slash physiatrists were the same anyway.
I turned to Red once more, only to find his eyes a deep shade of purple once more.
I hesitated only for a moment, before reaching out to him.
I was curious.
Maybe… Whenever his eyes were purple… If I touched him… I could see some memories of his.
No! Don't! They'll send you to that white hell hole they call a haven!
But it was too late.
My hand clasped around his wrist.
And almost immediately, I found myself in the same state I found myself the first time.
In a fog like place, where I could barely breathe, and move.
I'll probably black out in like…
Three…
Two…
On-
Suntiger: Well, your answer was partially correct. ;)
And how come you haven't updated 'Ressurction' yet? XP
kavacam: I never really thought my story had that much sad parts in it... XP
And if you must know, I don't think the ending is going to be that happy. -
Thanks to everyone else that reviewed:3
Hei Huo