"Cass...Cass...god she's such a heavy sleeper. CASS!" My head snapped up to see Amy, grinning at me. "Get up time for work!" she said happily. Why is everybody so cheery in the morning?
"Ames, it's 5 in the morning." I ducked my head back under my blanket. Mmm..warmthness.
"It's 7 now get up." She pulled the blanket off me and I screamed, "Ahh I'm naked!" She laughed and put the blankets back down again, ignoring the glare receiving from her friend. (Ahem me.) "I'll be waiting in the car." Ames said.

Hi, I'm Cassidy McKenzy. Don't make fun of my name or you'll deal with Mr. Ducky. Anyways, I'm 16, um...I guess you can say I'm plain and simple. Yea, green eyes that turn really dark when I'm lying and do you know how many times I've been sent to the corner for that? Long straight black hair that has a mind of it's own I guess. So yea, I think that's it...What are you staring at? Read on!
Hm..what to do today? Oh yes go to work, and get abuse by Amy, go home and get abused by Amy. And then-What was that? I stopped brushing my teeth and stared at the mirror since a white flash flashed in.

Um sunlight
Sunlight is not white...or is it? ponders

mutters crazy child...
Hey! I resent that you little b-
The white flash appeared again and I stopped and choked on my toothbrush forgetting it was there and I quickly took it out and rinsed it and my mouth. Maybe my mind's playing tricks on me

Or maybe you're delusianal

Why thank you-HEY!

snickers okay okay let's just find out what the white flash is snickers quietly

Okay... I checked the bathroom, nope nothing, just a shower, mirror, window, toilet, a very sexy guy staring at the floor, sexily. I started to turn around-WHAT!

I turned around quickly, my eyes the size of golfballs, as the (sexy) guys starts to walk towards me, "Please I need your help." he said (very sexily )
Yep...I'm going crazy.
"Hey Cass? Are you done?" Ames's voice came and she entered the bathroom. The ghost boy was still staring at me and I was staring at him back while Amy stares at what I think I'm staring. Wow that's a lot of staring

"What are you looking at?" She asked, frowning lightly. "You can't see him?" I asked, "See what?" I pointed at the ghost boy, "That!" Ames laughed and patted my head. "Oh silly Cass, there's nothing there, now come on before Mr. Johnson's gonna have a fit for not getting there on time." Ames said, and dragged me out. "But, but, he's right there!" I screamed, still pointing at him.

"I wonder how much therapy costs for Cass"
"Hey I heard that!" I said.

"Can I get the sweet bread?" "Hey Lady we're waiting over here!" "I want my bread now!" I growled in frustration at the (rude) people with my face half covered in flour, and my hair matted with flour that I look like my mom when she tried to bake that cake. I was running back and forth ordering and giving these (rude) people their orders. "Hello we're waiting!" "Wait your (beep beep beep) turn!" I screamed at the lady as she huffed and went somewhere else.

Ames snickered next to me as she handed the change back to the man. "You people really want me to throw a tantrum." I sighed and hands the bickering kid his bread. "Not only that but steam coming out of your head." Ames said giggling. I shook my head at her, and my thoughts lingered to the ghost boy who was in my bathroom..."Hey Cass we need more bread." Ames said and I ran to the baker room.

As soon as I went in, I felt hot. The heat from the stove was making me sweat and dry. I took the big board of fresh bread from the counter-top and went back out, feeling cool again. Suddenly I saw that boy's face again and I froze. He was walking near me... Oh god oh god oh god, what do I do what do I do!
(Breathe)
"Please I need your help..." He desperately said. "But how I mean-" "Please!" he said, or demanded. I was taken back at this, "Alright fine, what?"

I ignored the people, including Ames, staring at me as if I was talking to myself and looking at the wall. He smiled, wow what a great smile..."Great, I need you to go to my grave-" "Whoa whoa hold on there buddy!" I said, cutting him, a kid looked up at me with a bread in his hand, trembling. "I was about to pay for this, Miss," I looked at the kid and nods, getting his money and giving his change, before turning back to the boycoughs ghost.

"Grave? you want me to go your grave? Whoa ho ho boy..." I said, and glared at the people who were staring at me. "What you've never seen a girl talk to herself before!" I snapped and they scurried away, mumbling to themselves. My eyes averted to Ames, who was staring at me but then look at somewhere else, minding her own business. I looked back to where the ghost boy was and he was smiling at me, "What?" I asked him. I looked at the clock and saw my shift was over and I took the apron off, yes apron, you got a problem with that?

"See ya Ames, and Mr. Johnson!" I hollered and went out of the bread store, and walked down the sidewalk, with my hands in my pockets. A middle aged man walked by me and the ghost boy was catching up on me fast.

"What do you want!" I screeched at him, no not the middle aged man, he jumped back in shocked and walked very fast past me. At ghost boy, "My name's Damon," he offered and I scoffed, walking faster, but he easily caught up.

Damn boys and their long legs.

"And yours?" He asked, coolly. "...Cassandra, but most of my friends call me Cass." I said and tucked a strand of my black hair behind my ear but it refused and whipped across my face again. Stupd long locks...Note to self: Remember to cut an inch off. "Well Cass, how old are you?" What the hell? Why would he ask me these questions? "I'm 16." I said and more hair starts whip around my face.

"I'm 18, I'm born in the 1800's." He said and I looked at him, strangely. "Born in the 1880's? How-" I've crashed into a pole...not any pole, a lamp pole...and now I'm walking toward my house with a big bruise on my forehead which will be more painful in the morning.

Note to self: Sue the lamp pole and the person who invented it.

"Okay nice meeting you Damon, bye bye." I said and slammed the door on his face. He walked right through it, Crap, forgot he was a ghost. I groaned, "Will you ever leave me alone!" I walked up the steps, and he followed. "Why you're more fun to annoy." He said, smirking. I made a soft hmph in my throat.

This is gonna be a long day...

"And that's why I'm here today," he explained. I stared at him for a very long time. "What?" he asks. "I didn't get it." I said and he scoffed. Through him I see my pictures from my childhoods and my old drawer of which I kept my old drawings and scrapbooks.

Hm...I wonder if they're still in there...I turned my attention back to Damon. "And that's why I'm here today," he repeats and I blinked rapidly, my eyelids started to hurt. "...what?" I asked and he groaned.

"Short version. Someone murdered me in the 1800's and I'm here today. You have such short attention span!" He complained and I crossed my arms, sitting on my bed, "Well excuse me...rude people these days..." I said under my breath.

"I heard that." He said. "You heard what?" I said, acting innocent. See the halo above my head? No it's not horns. "Uh-huh, ooh what's this?" he asks, and opened my bras and underwear drawer. "No no you must not open that!" I squealed, (yes it's a curse) He laughed and lifted a black bra in mid air, I jumped up and tried to snatch it.

If anyone was to come here and see I'm trying to snatch a bra in midair they'll think I'm crazy.
too late
shut up you

I am you remember?
"Ooh a c-cup?" He said in interest and I covered my chest with my arms and he laughed. For a (sexy) ghost, he sure is a friggin' pervert. "Gimme it!" I whined, yes I act like 5 always have always will. He handed it to me and I snatched it out of his see through hand and put it back in my drawer.

I pointed a finger at him, "Never, go in there." I said darkly, but he just smile that sexy smile I mean charming smile of his. "I've been away from girls aloooong time." He said, exaggerating the word 'long'. I made a step back, disgusted. He shrugged, "I'm a guy remember?"

"Oh well-" "Hey Cass who are you talking to?" Ames came in, staring at me, I stared back while Damon stared at me and Ames, back and forth.

Wow a staring contest.

"N-no one! I was talking to myself...yea!" I said, making this up as I go along. Worried crept in Ames eyes, as she walked towards me, she looked down at me with those big brown eyes.

Stupid heights. well she is two inch taller than you
That makes no difference!!!

"Dear, you alright, right? I knew I should have signed you up for that therapy class." She said and my eyes widen. "What? NO! Wait, Ames, I was only kidding," I chuckled nervously, "I mean, come on it's me Cass!" I said, and pray she would believe me. Oh just so you know, Damon is on the floor, laughing his butt off at me.

Ames gave me a look, "therapy class." She said and got out. I whined and tackled her and told her that I'll blackmailed her about the time she sneaked into a R-Rated movie theater without her parent's permission.

"Fine I won't do it." She glared at me. "Thank you, now good bye." I said, and pushed her out, but she ducked under my arms and jumped in my bed.

She put her arms behind her head, "Are you keeping a boy in here?" I was taken back at what she said, I chuckled and Damon smirked, "What are you talking about?" I said, and moved around the room.

Her eyes followed me, "You are keeping a boy in here. I'm gonna find him!" She yelled, laughing and starts searching while I'm flailing my arms, yelling "No no!" Damon was sitting on my bed, watching in amusement. "You know you could just say that you've met a boy." He said, "You shut up." I said to him but he just smirked.

I wish I could just wipe that smirk off his face. "But I didn't say anything," Ames said, searching in my closet. I turned to her, "Oh well sorry, I was zoning out." I said, and laughed a little.

Ames gave up and told me to be at school tomorrow or else. "Or else what?" I asked when she went out the door. "Or else I'll hunt you down." she said deadly and we both laughed, and said goodbye to each other. I closed the door and jumped when Damon was standing right in front of me.

"Oh god, you scared me." I said, he smiled, "I'm hungry." I stared at him. Is he serious? He's ghost he can't eat, if he eats, then the food will just go right through him.