Chapter 2: The Amphitheater
"Hello." she mumbled. And I swore my heart stopped.
I looked around quickly, attempting to figure out where the hell this girl came from. "Um. Hi?"
I mumbled, walking a bit closer. She smiled sweetly, but that didn't really click in my mind as
much as the fact that she was translucent. I could see the stage through her stomach. That…
was awkward. Her smile, however, quickly turned into a frown. "Why aren't you running?
Everybody runs…you should be running away, screaming!" She said, a hint of agony in her
words. "I'm…not going to run…I'm just trying to figure out what you are." I said, probably
sounding like some kind of pedophile.
"Well that's obvious." She scoffed, hopping off the stage, her feet sinking slightly into the
ground before regaining her posture. "I'm a ghost. And your not…which comes back to my
question…WHY AREN'T YOU RUNNING!!?" She said louder, walking closer to me, but
stopping short, like something was holding her back.
"Damn" she muttered, barely audible. I sat down on the chair again, not taking my eyes off of
her, in fear that something might happen and I'll miss it. She went back to her place on the
stage and glared at me angrily. Great… I don't even no this chick and she's angry at me.
"So what now? Your not running…" She said, getting up again.
"Why… why should I run from you?" I asked, unusually confused. She sighed, as if I was
stupid or something and walked over to me, stopping at the exact same place she did before.
"Come here, I can't go any further." she grumbled. Right, okay, whatever, I'll play her little
game I suppose. I got up and walked towards her. Stopping in front of her and crossing my
arms.
"Okay? What now." I said, getting annoyed by her bickering and nasty attitude. She didn't
say anything, but raised her arm as if making to hit me. She brought her arm down and I
flinched, waiting for the sting…it never came. "I'm dead. Normally people run from ghosts"
She said, waving her hand through my head. My eyes grew wide as I backed away.
"Could you stop, your giving me a headache." I said, making sure I was far enough back so
she couldn't pass. She nodded and smiled.
"Your still not running. Why?" She asked, beginning to pace nervously. I shrugged and sighed
"Well, you seem tired of people running. I'm not scared. But you look like you are." I added,
laughing slightly. She smiled lightly and mumbled something. "Yea. I am. Every time I see
someone come here, I try to get their attention… but they either cant see me or run. You can
see me, but your not running. So I need to ask you something." She said, sitting down. "Okay,
you have my attention." I said, crossing my arms and looking down at her. "oh, yea, My
names Sakura. You are?" She said, introducing herself.
"Syaoran." I said quickly. She smiled, I have to admit, her smile was kind of cute. But that's
beyond the point. "Hi, Syaoran. Okay, anyways, About two years ago, this Amphitheater was
used constantly, there were concerts here all the time… and a bunch of people turned up for
them every time. The last concert they had here closed the amphitheater for good. You see,
there was a riot during a song and things got really bad. They had almost the entire police
squad here to contain things. But by the time they had gotten here, it was far too late. A Girl
had gotten thrown over the guard rail. That girl was me. When I was tossed over, I hit my
head on the stage and snapped my neck. My body is still under the stage somewhere, I died
instantly and I don't know where my body is. The last thing I remember was falling and hitting
my head, then everything was black. When I woke up, I was above the crowed, watching
them being ushered out as some of the police looked for any hurt people.
"When my parents filed a missing persons report, nobody would have guessed that I was
dead. So nobody knows that I'm here. That's where you come in. Or at least I hope you do.
I can't rest until my body is found and properly buried. The thing is, nobodies supposed to be
in here. So telling the police that a ghost told you to come there would be bad. You'd
probably get arrested and then, well, we'd be back to square one." She explained. I felt
extremely bad for her. I sighed and looked down at her. To think that she had died so
violently, and nobody knew. That's sad. "Well then, I'll have to think of something. How bout
I come here to see you every now and then, and we'll think of something together?" I
suggested. She looked up at me and smiled. "That sounds good. When will you come back
then?" she asked, standing up, that same smile on her face. I smiled at her, in spite of myself.
"How bout tomorrow? We just moved in and my mom thinks I' depressed or something. I
can use my 'I' goin' for a walk' excuse and come see you. Then we can start planning." I
stated, watching her pace again. "Okay then. That works. Just call my name when you get
here." she said. I nodded and got up off the chair, crossing over the invisible line that held her
back. "Thanks, Syaoran, a lot." she said, kissing my cheek. How awkward. One would think
you cant feel a ghost, but it feels like cobwebs just brushed my cheek. I nodded and turned
around. Making my way back into the woods. I turned around to see what she was doing, but
she was gone, it was like nobody was ever there to begin with.
Getting across the bridge again was fairly easy. My mind felt rather numb after the encounter
with the ghost girl. I have never met…or rather believed in ghosts, but there's living….well
okay, not living… but there's the proof. And for some reason, I'm not scared. Just…sorry…
Sorry for her, and sorry for me, because the first friend I met here happens to be dead. Try
explaining that one to your parents. The only thing I was worried about though, was how to
help her. Because there has to be a way.
Wellllll.. There's chapter 2! It took me a little while to put up, but there ya go! I
hopes you likes it!!! Lol Please review and tell me what'cha think!
Chapter 3 up soon!
Till Next time!
Ja!