.Chapter One.

“Jeez, wouldya lighten up a bit?” She danced around my room.

“Lighten up? You’re telling me to lighten up? I was just at your funeral, Jenny Wren. You’re dead. How can I lighten up?”

“I died, yes. But I’m back now, aren’t I?”

I looked at her sourly, “You’re a friggin’ ghost, Jen.”

She huffed, “You are so picky, Ella.”

I slumped on the edge of my bed and cradled my head in my hands, “Jenny Wren. Why did you come to me?” I looked up at her.

She looked hurt.

“You know I don’t mean it like that, Jen.”

She looked dejected and fell on the bed next to me, the mattress kept still underneath her.

“Because. You were always there for me. And I figured that if I were to come back, I might as well be seen by someone who’d appreciate my…re-apparition.” I lay back and turned to look at her, “And anyways. No-one’s expression would’ve been quite as hilarious as yours, m’dear.” She laughed at me when I pouted. “Plus, you’re into all this paranormal stuff.”

“I thought this only happened on TV and stuff….Casey misses you, you know.” I murmured.

“I know…look after her for me…and tell her I love her.” She whispered.

“I will, on both accounts. She’s like my sister too. Only, ya know, sweeter.” We exchanged weak grins.

We sat in a short silence.

“So, you got any cool ghost-y powers?” I asked lightly, determined to break the depressed atmosphere.

She laughed, “Well, you already know I can appear out of thin air.”

I chuckled.

“Hmm…I dunno.” She mused.

I snickered, “Why don’t you try walking through walls?”

She gasped, enlightened, “Dude! True!”

She jumped up and ran into the wall.

“…Ow…” She whimpered.

I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing, “You alright?”

She turned to me rubbing her nose gingerly, “What does it look like, dumbass?” She groaned, “I need ice.”

“You’re a ghost, Jenny Wren.” I reminded her.

“…Oh yeah…”

I rolled my eyes, “Silly girl.”

“Hush child.” She stuck he tongue out at me.

I gasped, “How do you call me child?”

“Great. I’ve got her quoting The Crucible now.”

“Hey, blame Mr. Franks for drilling the whole play into our heads.”

“Sure, sure”

“Don’t make me act out the whole scene.” I warned.
She put her hands up in surrender, “Okay, okay. Yeesh.”

There was a quick knock on the door.

“Quick – hide!” I whisper-yelled.

“I’m a ghost, Ella. Whoever it is can’t see me.”

“Jen-“

There was another knock. “Ella, are you on the phone again? I need to call Pandora-Jane.”

“No Ma. Have you asked Bianca? She could be on the phone to her latest boy-toy.”

“Don’t talk about your sister like that, Ellena. Are you sure? I could have sworn I heard you talking to someone as I came up.”

I panicked.

“Lines.” Jenny Wren hissed.

“I was practicing my lines, Ma!” I threw Jen a thankful glance.

“Oh, okay. Remember you’re babysitting at the Jackson’s tonight.”

“Yeah, thanks Ma.”

We listened to her walking up the stairs to the next floor.

“You are babysitting Nick Jackson’s little sister?” I nodded and she replied with a squeal, “Can I come? Please? I’ll be on my best behaviour, I swear!”

I laughed, “Sure. Why not.”

She fell back on my bed and sighed, “Nick Jackson.”

“You know, I doubt he’s going to be there.”

“I know but…ooh! I can shift into his room!”

“Ew. What if he’s in there? With a girl? No Jen.”

She huffed, “Well…I’ll check in there to make sure, that’s all. Don’t want to find any rabid fan-girls sneaking around.”

I rolled my eyes at my deceased best friend, “Sure, Jenny Wren.”

-Winces- Jeez, I really procrastinate too much.

New story (duh). I'm hoping it's going to be fairly short. Multi-chaptered, obviously.

I can see images and scenes spinning around my head when it comes to Jenny Wren. I think I'm going to change the title, though. So any ideas would be much appreciated.

No, I'm not ditching my beloved Creme de la Creme or Smiles and Hearts. I just have to type up everything I had written (thank God I'm old fashioned and wrote everything in my notebook first) because my entire drive decided to delete itself, so I have numerous teachers about to have my neck for projects and essays that were deleted...which also means that -cries- all of my writing, music and pictures are GONE! So I'm writing this at sixth form. Because I had a free period first and the three classes after that were cancelled. (-groan-)

I'm slowly getting them back, though (thank God also to Bebo and laemla that I put some of my pictures on there).

By the way...this is going to be fairly clichéd, so if you hate that sort of thing...uhm...leave?

Review my pretties, and you shall be rewarded with a freezing winter!

Hehe

Love!

Pixie-Kins
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