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Can you touch dead people?
6 reviews“Can I… touch you?” I asked, “Hold on, I have only known you for like a day” he said sarcastically shocked,
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I woke up the next day feeling cold, I yawned and pulled the duvet tightly around me, I leaned over to my bedside table and put my iPod on shuffle, I lay back in bed listening to sweet emotion by Aerosmith. When I reopened my eyes again a few minutes later I jumped as I saw Gerard leaning over me,
“Jesus Christ, pervert much” I scowled at him, even though deep down I had feelings for him, doesn’t mean I should be nice to him,
“Hello to you too babe” he smiled,
“Can’t you leave me alone for a while, I need to get dressed” I sighed, pulling the covers over my head,
“I have no objections” he giggled,
“Go! NOW!” I yelled,
“Ok, ok I’m going, but I’ll be back later for you babe” he winked and kind of disappeared. Wow, he was so immensely cute. I smiled to myself as I got dressed into a pair of black denim shorts, a baggy blink-182 t-shirt and some black legwarmers, I put on my signature plaited hippie headband. I slouched downstairs,
“Morning Mercedes” Ethan greeted me from his seat at the breakfast bar, “Juice? Toast? Cereal? Eggs?” he asked,
“I’ll have some orange juice please. Do you have any pancakes I can cook up?” I asked, at home I always had pancakes on a Sunday,
“Yep, sure I’ll make you some, how many? 5… 10?” he asked eagerly,
“3 please, and maple syrup if you’ve got it” I said politely. He smiled and began clashing pots and pans in search of a decent sized frying-pan. I smiled, even though I was being stalked by a very hot ghost, this life is so much better than before.
After Breakfast I joined Summer on a trip to the shopping center, or mall as they call it, Ethan gave us $100 each! He is so generous, plus the fact that he is rich, but he’s not arrogant at all. Plus for a 30 year old dude he’s kind of hot, he reminds me of youngish Matt Leblanc. Not that I personally fancy my maybe-future step-dad or anything, that’s just plain creepy.
The mall was really cool, Summer and I have very different tastes in clothing, food and music but we both had fun. I got a few new CD’s some Misfits albums and a few American rock bands that I haven’t heard of, but they look pretty good. I also got two new hoodies, one dark purple and one black one, and some new red converse and black and white vans trainers. I got some new iPod headphones and a iPod cover with a purple rose on it. Summer and I both decided to get our nails done, she got French acrylic tips and I got black acrylic nails with white spiders and silver diamantes’ on the thumb nails. It looked really cool. Summer got a chicken Cesar salad and keeps flirting with the hot waiter; I ordered a burger and chips, mum always tells me to try something new, not that I ever do. After we ate Summer ran excitedly into the hair salon, which apparently was new, she got long platinum blonde hair extensions and had her hair straightened, I decided to get mine curled into loose ringlets and had it dyed dark red, it looked awesome afterward, better than the boring brown it was before, I had black streaks put in and it looked even better,
“lets get our make-up done!” Summer dragged me into another shop that smelled of yet more chemicals, this couldn’t be healthy to breath this many fumes,
“wow you look like a porn star” I said jokingly mocking her new look, long platinum blonde hair, French manicure, and now Smokey eyes, pale lipstick and olive fake tan, she frowned at my joke, obviously they didn’t have a sense of humor hear in America as I got many dirty looks from other customers that had overheard, I shrugged and dragged Summer out of the shop,
“What about you?” she asked referring to the beauty parlor,
“nah I’m good” I said, I wanted to wonder around and buy some more stuff, but I only had $5 left, “I suppose we should get going back home” I suggested, she sighed and we walked back to the top story of the car park.
When we got back I went upstairs to put my stuff away and found Gerard on my bed, when he saw me, he began jumping up and down like a little kid,
“Mercie, you’re back” he smiled still bouncing,
“Mercie? Nice… how old are you 5?” I giggled,
“No, that’s just my mental age, I’m really 15” he joked,
“I’m 15 too” I replied, he smiled and lay back on my bed,
“Can I… touch you?” I asked,
“Hold on, I have only known you for like a day” he said sarcastically shocked,
“Ha ha, very funny, you know what I mean, you are a ghost, does that mean I will go straight through you?” I asked,
“don’t know, never really thought about it, or have had a human see me so…” he trailed off, I walked over to him, I reached out and took his hand, I could feel it, cold and lifeless but still it was there. I pulled my hand away, shocked that I could feel him, happy in a way; he was more real than expected. I smiled, I guess I’m too harsh on him, but that doesn’t mean I’ll be nice.
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I woke up the next day feeling cold, I yawned and pulled the duvet tightly around me, I leaned over to my bedside table and put my iPod on shuffle, I lay back in bed listening to sweet emotion by Aerosmith. When I reopened my eyes again a few minutes later I jumped as I saw Gerard leaning over me,
“Jesus Christ, pervert much” I scowled at him, even though deep down I had feelings for him, doesn’t mean I should be nice to him,
“Hello to you too babe” he smiled,
“Can’t you leave me alone for a while, I need to get dressed” I sighed, pulling the covers over my head,
“I have no objections” he giggled,
“Go! NOW!” I yelled,
“Ok, ok I’m going, but I’ll be back later for you babe” he winked and kind of disappeared. Wow, he was so immensely cute. I smiled to myself as I got dressed into a pair of black denim shorts, a baggy blink-182 t-shirt and some black legwarmers, I put on my signature plaited hippie headband. I slouched downstairs,
“Morning Mercedes” Ethan greeted me from his seat at the breakfast bar, “Juice? Toast? Cereal? Eggs?” he asked,
“I’ll have some orange juice please. Do you have any pancakes I can cook up?” I asked, at home I always had pancakes on a Sunday,
“Yep, sure I’ll make you some, how many? 5… 10?” he asked eagerly,
“3 please, and maple syrup if you’ve got it” I said politely. He smiled and began clashing pots and pans in search of a decent sized frying-pan. I smiled, even though I was being stalked by a very hot ghost, this life is so much better than before.
After Breakfast I joined Summer on a trip to the shopping center, or mall as they call it, Ethan gave us $100 each! He is so generous, plus the fact that he is rich, but he’s not arrogant at all. Plus for a 30 year old dude he’s kind of hot, he reminds me of youngish Matt Leblanc. Not that I personally fancy my maybe-future step-dad or anything, that’s just plain creepy.
The mall was really cool, Summer and I have very different tastes in clothing, food and music but we both had fun. I got a few new CD’s some Misfits albums and a few American rock bands that I haven’t heard of, but they look pretty good. I also got two new hoodies, one dark purple and one black one, and some new red converse and black and white vans trainers. I got some new iPod headphones and a iPod cover with a purple rose on it. Summer and I both decided to get our nails done, she got French acrylic tips and I got black acrylic nails with white spiders and silver diamantes’ on the thumb nails. It looked really cool. Summer got a chicken Cesar salad and keeps flirting with the hot waiter; I ordered a burger and chips, mum always tells me to try something new, not that I ever do. After we ate Summer ran excitedly into the hair salon, which apparently was new, she got long platinum blonde hair extensions and had her hair straightened, I decided to get mine curled into loose ringlets and had it dyed dark red, it looked awesome afterward, better than the boring brown it was before, I had black streaks put in and it looked even better,
“lets get our make-up done!” Summer dragged me into another shop that smelled of yet more chemicals, this couldn’t be healthy to breath this many fumes,
“wow you look like a porn star” I said jokingly mocking her new look, long platinum blonde hair, French manicure, and now Smokey eyes, pale lipstick and olive fake tan, she frowned at my joke, obviously they didn’t have a sense of humor hear in America as I got many dirty looks from other customers that had overheard, I shrugged and dragged Summer out of the shop,
“What about you?” she asked referring to the beauty parlor,
“nah I’m good” I said, I wanted to wonder around and buy some more stuff, but I only had $5 left, “I suppose we should get going back home” I suggested, she sighed and we walked back to the top story of the car park.
When we got back I went upstairs to put my stuff away and found Gerard on my bed, when he saw me, he began jumping up and down like a little kid,
“Mercie, you’re back” he smiled still bouncing,
“Mercie? Nice… how old are you 5?” I giggled,
“No, that’s just my mental age, I’m really 15” he joked,
“I’m 15 too” I replied, he smiled and lay back on my bed,
“Can I… touch you?” I asked,
“Hold on, I have only known you for like a day” he said sarcastically shocked,
“Ha ha, very funny, you know what I mean, you are a ghost, does that mean I will go straight through you?” I asked,
“don’t know, never really thought about it, or have had a human see me so…” he trailed off, I walked over to him, I reached out and took his hand, I could feel it, cold and lifeless but still it was there. I pulled my hand away, shocked that I could feel him, happy in a way; he was more real than expected. I smiled, I guess I’m too harsh on him, but that doesn’t mean I’ll be nice.
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