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her and she giggles.
“Vomit.” I groan pushing myself up in a hurry to get away, “I could’ve gone the rest of my life without hearing that.” As far as I’m concerned a stork dropped me off on their doorstep!
“Journey,” Dad says as I walk out the kitchen.
“I’m going to clean my ears out!”
Mom laughs an apology but I’m too grossed out to stick around. I want to clean myself up, get dressed and get the heck out of here. Maybe grab a bite to eat first… I’m not sure it depends on the topic of conversation in the kitchen. It nearly scarred me as much as walking in on Drew and Kadence last night. I try to shake the image out of my head as I rub my face. I have the right to be upset don’t I? Sure they used to have a thing but hello, Drew, outside of these grounds she’s not corporeal. What is going to happen when he gets a real girlfriend, if he has intentions of getting one, ugh I hope he does, he can’t become a hermit for her. He’d be crazy, maybe he’s the one that needs to see a shrink. I can’t stress this anymore. I need to get a life, and apparently a new wardrobe because all I own are pants and it’s friggin blazing here! At least I own a few tank tops. Snatching a hot pink one off the hanger and shoving the other clothes to the side I peer into the closet unsure as to what exactly I’m looking for… But I swear if a girl suddenly appears I’ll need a shower and another change of clothes. Something catches my attention so I bend down to get a better look. A child’s artwork is all over the back wall. Mostly flowers and girly doodles, I follow them to the corner. They become darker, faces twisted in pain, bloody mutilated bodies, and fire, lots of fire. I quickly get up and close the door; it’s a little disturbing. Did Emily draw that? Why would she color on the walls, in the closet of all places? I have to meet this girl. “Emily.” I call out slipping on my shoes and gathering up my things. I still don’t understand why they won’t talk to me. Reaching for my poetry book I notice a loose piece of paper on my desk.
Journey,
I know we have yet to officially meet however I have been keeping an eye on you. Please do not feel so alone here. There is no need to be fearful of all of us. I will hopefully see you soon.
Sincerely,
Noah
Folding it up I shove it in the desk drawer. This Noah guy is either incredibly nice or a total creeper. It will be my luck he’s a weirdo, that’s the kind of guy I seem to attract. I groan inwardly thinking about the last boy I semi-dated. He was a little strange but who am I, Queen of the dead, to judge? I could overlook the sappy crappy poetry because he was just trying to be sweet. I could even overlook him asking me to paint his nails black but when I caught him trying on my pants it was over. I guess I should be glad it was pants and not my thong, talk about an awkward situation! Yeah those are usually the kind of guys that like me, there have been stranger but I’m trying to forget about them. Kadence says guys are afraid of me, which I totally don’t get. I’m nice, well I think I am anyway, quiet and keep to myself. It’s not like I go around picking fights and intimidating people.
“He y,” Drew says coming down the stairs behind me looking like he just climbed out of bed, “can we talk?”
“A bout what?” I continue down.
“Last night.”
Stopping at the bottom of the steps to wait for him I glance around for Kadence. “Where is your girlfriend?”
He rolls his eyes, “D on’t be like that.”
“I just asked a question.”
He shakes his head, “I don’t understand why you’re mad at her.”
“I thought I made that clear last night.”
“You didn’t have to slap her, you really hurt her feelings.”
I can’t stop the smirk from spreading.
“It’s not funny J ourney, you need to apologize.”
“I need to apologize?” Ha s he lost his mind? Maybe she sucked the last brain cell he had out
“Vomit.” I groan pushing myself up in a hurry to get away, “I could’ve gone the rest of my life without hearing that.” As far as I’m concerned a stork dropped me off on their doorstep!
“Journey,” Dad says as I walk out the kitchen.
“I’m going to clean my ears out!”
Mom laughs an apology but I’m too grossed out to stick around. I want to clean myself up, get dressed and get the heck out of here. Maybe grab a bite to eat first… I’m not sure it depends on the topic of conversation in the kitchen. It nearly scarred me as much as walking in on Drew and Kadence last night. I try to shake the image out of my head as I rub my face. I have the right to be upset don’t I? Sure they used to have a thing but hello, Drew, outside of these grounds she’s not corporeal. What is going to happen when he gets a real girlfriend, if he has intentions of getting one, ugh I hope he does, he can’t become a hermit for her. He’d be crazy, maybe he’s the one that needs to see a shrink. I can’t stress this anymore. I need to get a life, and apparently a new wardrobe because all I own are pants and it’s friggin blazing here! At least I own a few tank tops. Snatching a hot pink one off the hanger and shoving the other clothes to the side I peer into the closet unsure as to what exactly I’m looking for… But I swear if a girl suddenly appears I’ll need a shower and another change of clothes. Something catches my attention so I bend down to get a better look. A child’s artwork is all over the back wall. Mostly flowers and girly doodles, I follow them to the corner. They become darker, faces twisted in pain, bloody mutilated bodies, and fire, lots of fire. I quickly get up and close the door; it’s a little disturbing. Did Emily draw that? Why would she color on the walls, in the closet of all places? I have to meet this girl. “Emily.” I call out slipping on my shoes and gathering up my things. I still don’t understand why they won’t talk to me. Reaching for my poetry book I notice a loose piece of paper on my desk.
Journey,
I know we have yet to officially meet however I have been keeping an eye on you. Please do not feel so alone here. There is no need to be fearful of all of us. I will hopefully see you soon.
Sincerely,
Noah
Folding it up I shove it in the desk drawer. This Noah guy is either incredibly nice or a total creeper. It will be my luck he’s a weirdo, that’s the kind of guy I seem to attract. I groan inwardly thinking about the last boy I semi-dated. He was a little strange but who am I, Queen of the dead, to judge? I could overlook the sappy crappy poetry because he was just trying to be sweet. I could even overlook him asking me to paint his nails black but when I caught him trying on my pants it was over. I guess I should be glad it was pants and not my thong, talk about an awkward situation! Yeah those are usually the kind of guys that like me, there have been stranger but I’m trying to forget about them. Kadence says guys are afraid of me, which I totally don’t get. I’m nice, well I think I am anyway, quiet and keep to myself. It’s not like I go around picking fights and intimidating people.
“He y,” Drew says coming down the stairs behind me looking like he just climbed out of bed, “can we talk?”
“A bout what?” I continue down.
“Last night.”
Stopping at the bottom of the steps to wait for him I glance around for Kadence. “Where is your girlfriend?”
He rolls his eyes, “D on’t be like that.”
“I just asked a question.”
He shakes his head, “I don’t understand why you’re mad at her.”
“I thought I made that clear last night.”
“You didn’t have to slap her, you really hurt her feelings.”
I can’t stop the smirk from spreading.
“It’s not funny J ourney, you need to apologize.”
“I need to apologize?” Ha s he lost his mind? Maybe she sucked the last brain cell he had out
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