“Then why are so sure she saw something? If you didn’t see anything, why would she? She got lightheaded, that’s all, isn’t it, Savanah? You just kind of got lightheaded, right?”
Oh, what I would have given it was true.
“Bullshit. She saw him, then she got out the salt to keep him out. There is not any other explanation.”
Darcy had a look of knowing on her face. How she knew, I couldn’t be sure, but she knew.
“How did you know?” My voice floated lightly.
Darcy’s eyes reflected a victorious twinkle. “I knew it. You’re special.”
Camryn looked from one to the other, “Seriously, what are you talking about?”
Darcy nodded toward me. “Savanah is a medium.”
Chapter Six
“Whoa back up. What?” Camryn sat slowly on the bed. “What the hell are you talking about? Savanah, what is she talking about?”
Darcy’s eyes never left my face. “You see, this building is haunted. There are supposedly a couple of ghosts that hang out. One good, a girl who never got the opportunity to experience college like us. She could pass you in the hall on her way to an English class and you would never know. Most people wouldn’t notice. Hell, I wouldn’t. Then there is the other ghost. He is so not good. He is evil, he is troubled, and he is the reason she is here. Murder suicide many years ago. Most people never really know the whole story. Some people don’t believe it anyway, but Savanah knows. She probably sees them all. Isn’t that right Savanah?”
Tears welled and brimmed the edges of my eyes. “I don’t want to see them.” I breathed. Falling into the chair, I lowered my head, observing how my tears splashed silently on my legs.
“This isn’t true. You guys are messing with me, right? Ghosts aren’t real. They’ve proven it. They’re all in people’s imaginations.”
“How long have you had the gift?”
I didn’t look up. I couldn’t swallow the lump in my throat. I simply shook my head. “No.” I whispered.
Darcy relentlessly stared at me. I could feel the weight of her eyes. “Yes. And I just saw it. I bet you’ve had this your whole life.” She finally looked at Camryn, “My grandmother was a medium. She was born with the sight. It really should be genetic, but none of us are that lucky.”
I laughed, “It isn’t lucky. It’s a curse. Besides I’m not a medium. A medium has talent. I just,”
“You just what? Can see those that have passed away? You can see the loved ones all of us would kill to see again?” Darcy’s eyes filled with a pain that caught me off guard. “I would kill for that gift, Savanah.”
Camryn stared completely mute, transfixed on their conversation.
“It is not a gift!” I wiped my eyes, “I am a freak. Having people whisper about you when you walk down the hall, and everyone sure that you are completely crazy, is not a gift. Seeing things that aren’t there is called crazy.
Darcy. “Wow, we’re gonna have to work on your outlook.” She flashed a smile, “Don’t worry, I got you.”
I blinked at her. She ‘got her’ as in she isn’t going to make fun of her and run screaming from the room? What the devil is going on?
Camryn finally broke her silence, “Savanah, this is true? You can really see things that are not really there?”
I nodded. “But could you please not tell the others? I don’t like to talk about it.”
“We won’t tell anyone, will we Cam?”
“No, of course not.”
“See? You’re safe.” Darcy smirked, “On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“I want all the details. Like all of them. Before you go tell anyone else, I gotta know first.”
I tried to smile. What an odd conversation. Who wants to hear crazy girls’ hallucinations?
“I mean it Savanah; I will hold you to it.”
I shook my head and exhaled. “Sure, but let me warn you, there isn’t much to tell.”
“Good. Now let’s finish your hair, while you tell us what he looked like.”
They had teased and pulled at all my hair. My natural curls had been coaxed into beautiful cascading locks. Not that I’d ever be able to replicate it again. It looked natural, and yet completely different. How was that possible?
They had taken a last-minute shirt from Crystel’s drawer. It was already ripped in the front slightly, which apparently made it look ‘bad ass’ on me. Darcy was having way too much fun making me try on shirts. It was a shirt for crying out loud. What was wrong with the last one? How much difference did it really make?
“Hey, wow.” Tyler’s green eyes sizzled as he walked in. “You look awesome. Do you have plans after this or something?”
My brow knitted together. “I don’t think so.”
“Cool.” He placed his hand right next to mine, a clear invitation for me to grab on.
Hesitantly, I placed my hand in his. The butterflies bounced around inside me, as we started walking towards the gym. Holding hands with a guy who was cool, and nice and–let’s face it, not 10 at the county fair. I hadn’t had many boyfriend opportunities.
“You’re awfully quiet. What’s up?” Tyler squeezed my hand.
“Nothing, I’m just, I don’t know. I’m fine.”
Tyler laughed, “Ah yes, the puzzle.”
“The puzzle?”
“Yeah. You. You’re the puzzle. I can’t quite figure you out. One second, you’re just a normal girl, then the next you’ve completely locked yourself up tight. I can’t ever tell what is really going on inside your head.”
“Oh, I promise it isn’t as interesting as you think it might be. Really, it’s just stupid girl stuff.”
“Right, that’s all it is? Hmm. Ok, then puzzle solved!” Tyler dropped my hand.
My hand froze, empty.
