That following Monday I got up shivering as I did so. I trudged to my closet while still rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I selected a mint green dress. I emerged from the bathroom wearing the quarter sleeved dress, cream leggings and tan boots that'd seen better days. I'd pulled back my red hair into a ponytail to keep it out of my face. I hated not being able to see. I gathered my school supplies next. As I was doing so a sharp wind blew past me.
"Morning, "Shaggy greeted.
"Good morning," I replied pulling my blue messenger bag over my shoulder.
"Where are you going, Diana?"
School like I do every week,"
"I remember school, it wasn't the best,"
"I'm sure it wasn't so bad,"
"It was," Shaggy replied.
"Diana, hurry it up," my dad ordered from the kitchen.
"Bye, Diana "
"Goodbye Shaggy,"
"Finally, eat your Pop-Tart we've got to go," my dad said throwing me a chocolate Pop-Tart as I entered the kitchen.
I jammed the food into my mouth and followed my dad outside to the beat-up white 2000 Chevy.
Upon arriving at school I waved goodbye to Dad and walked through the doors of the prison that is high school. I walked to the library where my first class period was spent helping as an aid just like always. I shelved books typed up overdue notices and checked out books to the students who came in. When the bell rang I bid my goodbye to the librarian and headed to Biology class. While in Biology all I could think about was the weekend I'd had. Meeting Shaggy made me extremely curious about him. I wanted to know his story. What had he meant when he mentioned a spell?
"Diana, are you listening?"
I shook my head and plastered on an angelic smile.
"Of course Sir,"
"Learn to pay better attention, Miss Brookes," he warned me.
"Yes Sir," I murmured sheepishly.
Man did I hate Biology.
...
When I got home after school that day my parents were still at work but Shaggy was there to greet me when I shut the door.
"Hello, Diana,"
"Hi, Shaggy,"
"I'm Glad you're home," he informed me.
"Oh, Really?"
"Yes, I was very lonely,"
"I'm sorry to hear that,"
As I entered the den he spoke again.
"Would you dance with me again?"
"Sure"
So we danced. I didn't care how crazy it was I was enjoying myself. While we danced I let everything just fade away. Nothing really seemed important.
"Diana?"
"Yes?"
"What is the school like?"
"Very boring"
"Where are your parents?"
"Work"
"They work a lot," Shaggy observed and I nodded in agreement.
"Yes they do"
" Don't you ever get lonely?"
"Not anymore,"
"Why don't you?"
"Because I have you to keep me company"
Shaggy smiled as if he were truly happy to hear that. I guess he wanted a friend or at least someone he could talk to. Realizing this I felt a pang of sadness in my stomach. It must have been truly really hard being alone for so long. This house had been dirt cheap despite it being really nice. I figured Shaggy was the reason for that. I bet he felt kind of guilty about it, to be honest. I knew I would be.
"Shaggy what was your life like before uh-"
"I was a ghost?"
"Yeah"
Just as he ws about to respond my dad pulled up in the driveway. Shaggy faded away.
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