Summary: Jennifer De Silva is like your normal, typical, over-ambitious and highly intelligent teenager. There's only a few things wrong with her life: She doesn't have a boyfriend, her whole family are keeping secrets from her AND she can talk to ghosts.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Mediator BUT I DO own several of the characters i.e. the next generations of DeSilvas, McTavishes, Slaters, Ackermans etc. AND I own this amazing plot which might have been used before by someone else but I dunno…whatever
A/N.
Jen writes in normal script, Odette in bold italics and Brooke, in
bold. Letters and E-mails are in italics and stressed words are
underlined. Also, I just rewrote Chapter One and as you can see, I've changed the time and I've added e-mails!
Chapter Two
The Journal of Jennifer Josephina De Silva15-06-31
Okay, so you must be like…woah (even though I know perfectly well that diaries can't talk) and I agree.
I mean ghosts?
They don't exist.
That's what I thought anyway-before May 25th two years ago.
Kenny and I were eating chocolate ice cream in the kitchen (mum and dad had gone out) when suddenly a glowing lady appeared in front of us.
Kenny and I screamed.
"Call 911!" I shouted frantically to my younger brother who was the nearest to the phone.
"How about we sort her out ourselves?" said Kenny.
Kenny loves violence-he's the complete antipathy of me.
I guess I'm more like my dad: nice, clever and considerate.
Kenny meanwhile takes after my mum: stubborn, violent sometimes and he happens to look exactly like her; -auburn hair and brown eyes.
Me?
I have the whole 'Spanish' look-black hair and tanned skin-I look like Dad.
But anyway, back to the point.
"You can see me?" the glowing lady asked.
I rolled my eyes.
"Doh!"
"But I'm a ghost," said the lady.
WHAT?
A ghost?
I was completely astonished.
Maybe that was why she was glowing, I thought.
"But ghost's aren't real," I replied suspiciously.
The lady laughed.
"Sure."
She pointed to the TV which was showing a report about the death of a Senator who happened to look exactly like the lady in front of me.
"Should I punch her, or not?" asked Kenny.
I glared at him.
"You're a ghost," I repeated.
"And you're a mediator."
Huh?
"What's a mediator?" I started to ask but was cut off by the Senator's ghost.
"Tell Harry I love him," said the ghost and she disappeared.
Harry? Who was Harry?
"The Senator, Mrs Julia Smith, was run over after leaving her house after she and her husband, Mr Harry Smith, had a fight," continued the Reporter.
Oh.
OH.
Kenny and I contemplated whether to tell our parents about what we had seen.
We didn't.
They probably would have laughed at us, saying we had been dreaming.
But we did contact 'Harry'.
We phoned his house and repeated the night before's events.
He seemed confused.
I didn't blame him.
The day after we phoned him, the lady visited us again.
"Thanks," she said and we never saw more of her.
That was the only time we saw a ghost.
I thought there would be more around the area (not our house, given mum has a fear of old houses) but around school-the Mission's old.
Very old.
Mum actually works there-as a guidance counsellor.
Sometimes it can get a little embarrassing, especially when the most immature of guys flirt with her, and when I say I'm her daughter, they say, "Yeah right."
Did I mention I look nothing like my mother?
One of my best friends, Odette says that half of the guys are after me 'cos of my curves (practically the only 'features' I inherited from Mum) and my European looks but whatever-she's a bit crazy.
Her mum is actually one of Mum's best friends-Gina Ackerman, married to Uncle Jake.
It's weird, actually, how both of Mum's best friends' daughter are my best friends.
Odette's twin, Celine, is the most popular girl at the Mission: I don't like her.
My other best friend, Brooke, is an albino.
She takes after her mum-CeeCee Mctavish.
Her dad's really funny although I do notice that he seems a bitjealous of Dad.
But then again, who couldn't be?
-
NEW E-MAIL
To: Jennifer De Silva
From: Zack Ackerman
Dearest Jen,
I was wondering if you would like to go out with me tonight.I'll call you to confirm it
Love,
Zack
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Ugh! Zack!
He's Uncle Brad and Aunt Debbie's son.
Did I mention he happens to be obsessed with me?
He won't take no for an answer!
Who, Zack?
You read the note?
Duh!
Odette!
But, Zack's related to you
Odette, how many times have I told you, not to read my notes!
Actually, he isn't really. I mean, Uncle Brad is your mum's step brother; not real or half
What? Zack asked out Jen again?
Yeah
Jen…again-that rhymes!
Why don't you just say yes?
Are you kidding?
You might just enjoy it
He's Zack.
So?
Eeuw, no way
Maybe, if she goes out with him and acts all wrong, he won't like her anymore
That's a brilliant idea!
Um…no thanks
Come on, Jen. Then he won't like you any more and your life will be Zack-free.
Why are you so concerned anyway?
I just want you to be happy
Methinks Brooke is in love
With Zack?
Yup
I don't like Zack!
Sure you don't
Brooke likes Zack, Brooke likes Zack
Brooke and Zack, sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
First comes love
Second comes marriage
Third comes baby in a carriage!
Guys, you're being very immature
We're just having fun
See? Jen's finally lightening up so you should be proud that you made her happy
Thanks
Whatever
Hey, look, they're putting up the winner for Class President!
Oh my god! I won! –Does a little dance-
On paper?
And Vice President is...
Wtf?
To Miss McTavish and Miss DeSilva,
The Head Mistress would like to see you in her office
Similarities between me and Mum:
Our body structures
The fact that she was a Vice President, and now, so am I
I bet you can't wait for the next chapter!
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