Hi everybody
So heres chapter 9 enjoy btw I think I might not continue this story because first I think its boring and second I think its not that good:/ but I not sure yet the story will still go on till now! Yea anw enjoy :)
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Chapter 9:
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“Ugh, are we anywhere close?” I asked, tired.Jason glanced at me.
“We still got six hours.” He answered.
“Are you kidding me? I’m so bored!” I replied, frustrated. He looked at me, amused.
“Wanna kiss me again then?” He asked.
“No. I don’t know what happened there. But I promise, it’s not gonna happen again.” I answered. Yeah, I was just absolutely gonna forget about how it didn’t feel bad to kiss Jason. Actually, he was the best kisser I’ve ever kissed. Too bad he’s Jason. Jason looked a little hurt? there for a second, but it left so quickly, I wasn’t sure. I don’t think he liked me like that. I was probably entertainment or something for him. Just as he was about to say something again, I felt a familiar presence. Jason growled.
“Leave. Now.” He commanded. Yup. I knew who it was.
“How’s it goin Cates?” Paul asked me. I didn’t reply. “It’s not goin so good for Max. I was just talkin to him, and man he goes on and on about you!” Paul exclaimed simply. My whole body froze.
“You talked to Max?” I asked softly.
“Yup. We’ve been talking all day. He’s sending out people all over to look for you.” He replied.
“Paul, whatever you’re doing, stop right now.” Jason warned.
“What? What do you think I’m doing?” He asked, innocently. “I figured I’d make myself visible to Max so that we could talk. I wanted to learn more about Caty.” Paul explained. Jason and Paul started arguing, and I got really frustrated. Ugh, I just wanted to see what Paul would look like, because it was so hard to have conversations with air.
Then, it hit me. I could do what I did all the time when I was younger. For some weird reason right after my uncle died, I had my mind constantly on him, and I would always picture him in depth. Then that one fateful afternoon, I was taking a walk outside when I saw him. And I’m not talking about like in my mind or something. No, I actually physically walked side by side with my uncle, holding a conversation with him and everything. He explained to me that I was different than the normal person, and that if I focused hard enough, I could actually see and communicate with people that are dead. Creepy? YES. But I figured it was worth a try on Paul.
I pictured all the times we talked, and I pictured what I thought he might look like, just from what I’d pieced together. And then, I gasped.
Standing before me, actually extremely close to me, was an absolutely gorgeous guy. He had straight, blonde hair that came about to his ears or cheeks, that was naturally straight. He had on a really worn blue baseball hat on, which brought out the deep blues in his eyes. He was wearing a really sexy white shirt, and a pair of darker jeans that absolutely made him look perfect. Then, he was holding a pair of sunglasses. He had such an amazing tan as well.
So THIS was what Paul looked like. He was really hot. But honestly, and I hated to say this, he wasn’t as hot as Jason.
Jason was looking at me, confused. He had such deep blue eyes, even deeper than Paul’s. And the jet black hair he had, all naturally spiked up, paired up with his eyes just made him look unbelievably perfect. Judging by the quality of his clothes, he definitely had money. That was for sure. I didn’t know what it was about Jason, but his tight black shirt just brought out his muscles so much that I was mesmerized. He was perfect. Too bad he was also an ass.
