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Me, Marie and Bree: Chapter Three

Chapter Three: Pic is of Elijah
Julie L ha..ha yes he is.

Milena Thanks so much!! :You'll see some of the ghost stuff in this chapter. And that's one of my favorite names too!!

Jenine aww thanks so much!

Anna thank you!! This chapter has a ghost in it

rose.s thanks so much and Trevor came in because I needed a little competition for Elijah.
Yes, I've read it and I really like it!!

So I'm sorry that it's taken a while to get this chapter done. You can blame my teachers for that. I have had so much homework lately, I've been really busy. But here it is.

Chapter Three:

"Eva?" I called out as I tossed my backpack onto my bed and looked around the room. No one was there. "Eva? Are you here?"

There was only silence in the big house and I sighed. Where was she? Maybe I should tell you, Eva's my little ghost friend. She has bright blue eyes and golden hair. She died in a car accident when she was six.

I turned to grab my laptop and was startled when I saw her standing right there. She was wearing a floral print sundress and her hair was up in pigtails. "There's something different about you today." She stated, sitting down on my bed. I sat beside her and tucked my legs up underneath me.

"What do you mean?" I started playing with a strand of my hair, absent-mindedly.

"You seem a lot happier than ever before, and you're playing with your hair." She smiled at me, smugly. "You've got a crush."

"What? Pfft, no!" I blushed like crazy and ducked my head. "Okay, fine. Two actually."

"What? Tell me!" She grinned and started bouncing up and down. "Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

"Well, there's this guy that I've liked for a really long time, and his name's Trevor, and he talked to me today! And I gave him my number, and he said that he wanted to hang out sometime, and then there's this new boy. His name's Elijah. He's really cute, they both are... and there's just something about Elijah... I kinda wonder if he can see ghosts like me or something, because just... something about him... I don't know what it is, but, there's something."

I sighed and laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "And, you like them both?" She asked, giggling.

I nodded. "Yeah, I think I do."

"Well, if you're in love with two boys, choose the second, because if you really loved the first, you wouldn't have fallen for the second." She told me, her usually happy face now serious.

"Where did you hear that?"

"I was reading face-book likes over your shoulder one day and that was on there. But I thought it fit this situation quite nicely."

I laughed. "For such a young girl, you sure do have a big vocabulary."

She nodded. "I know I do." She pointed to my bookshelf. "I like to read when you aren't here."

"You can read my books? Like, I mean, you can pick them up?" I hadn't known this, even though I'd been seeing ghosts for a quite a while now.

"Well yeah. Just because I'm a ghost doesn't mean I can't do most of the things that live people do."

I shrugged. "Well I didn't know that before." I smiled down at her and she grinned.

"So... did you get any homework?" I spent the rest of the afternoon doing a little homework, but mostly relaxing and fooling around with Eva until my dad came home at five and Eva disappeared like she always does when dad comes home.

"Pizza!" Dad shouted up the stairs. I grinned and hurried downstairs.

"Dad!" I hollered, hugging him, knocking him off-balance and almost causing him to drop the pizza. "How was work?" I pulled back as he grabbed the pizza box and made his way to the table. He dropped it down and sat in the chair. I flopped down beside him and opened the pizza box. "Mmmm. Cheese!"

As usual half the pizza was bacon and the other half was just cheese. Just the way we both liked it. "Work was pretty good. There's a new guy that started today. He seems like a "tough guy"." He laughed, air-quoting "tough guy" and rolling his eyes. "He's kinda annoying, but I'm sure he just needs to lighten up. How was your day?"

"There's a new kid in school. He's really cute." I took a bite of the scorching hot pizza, burning my tongue. I jumped up and ran to the cupboard to get a glass for water. I gulped down the water and brought the glass and the pitcher of water to the table, grabbing a glass for my dad too. "Oh... I have a Saturday detention." I told him, nervously.

"What did you do?" He asked, his eyebrows raising in shock.

"I was late for class. But it wasn't on purpose! Mr. Evans is just really strict. I was showing the new kid to his class."

"I'll be calling your school in the morning." He said, taking a drink of his water.

"No dad don't! Please? It'll just make it worse. I can deal. It's just a detention." I finally convinced him to just drop and we ate the rest of our pizza in a comfortable silence filled only with a little, occasional small talk.

I went to bed a little while later, thinking about Elijah and Trevor.
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I woke up the next morning and took a long, warm shower. I blow dried my thankfully naturally straight hair and hurried back to my room, wrapped in a towel, to find some clothes. I stood in front of the closet for five minutes, staring at my clothes as I searched for something. I finally chose a dark-washed denim mini skirt and a deep purple baby tee. I found my favorite pair of purple flats and slid them on, pinning my bangs back with a purple clip. I did my make up quickly and grabbed my backpack and laptop.

I'd woken up a little late, so the bus was coming just as I ran downstairs. I shouted goodbye to dad, grabbed a muffin and sprinted outside, getting to the end of the driveway just in time. "Cutting it awfully close, Mica." Sharon chastised as I made my way towards my seat.

"I know, I know." I muttered, sitting down in my seat and picking at my muffin. I ignored the laughing of the other kids on the bus and leaned my head back on my seat. I was almost asleep when we finally reached the school.

I could already tell that today was going to be a long day. I hurried to my classes, afraid to be late like yesterday. The day dragged on and on, until it was finally drama class.

"Okay, so I decided from all the auditions, the lead female role will be played by... drum roll please!" She paused and tapped the table, making it sound like a drum roll. "Mica Neva!"

I grinned. "Yes!" Elijah smiled beside me and hugged me. I hugged him back and saw him wince, but cover it up with a smile. I mentally reminded myself to ask him about it later. Kelly high-fived me as Mrs. Allan started to read off the male lead character.

"Elijah Cunningham." She looked up smiling when she saw us sitting together. "Oh, you two are friends. That's perfect." Before we could ask her what she meant, she started handing out scripts and talked the entire time, not giving us a chance to ask her.

"You wanna hang out after school?" I asked while we walked to our lockers. "We could start memorizing our lines?"

"Sure that sounds fun." He opened his locker and started loading up his backpack. "We could work on that math homework too." He grimaced as he swung his bag up on his bag. "I hate that class."

"Me too. Ugh, tomorrow we have detention. Where is it anyway?"

"Here. In the library. From 8:30 to 11."

"Eew." He mumbled as we walked out of the school and went our separate ways.
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Marie
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Eva
Trevor
Kelly
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Published: 4/8/2011
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