My Angel Of Peace

It Feels Right

The week went along pretty well. Auditions for the Winter Musical were on Monday. Camila still tried to persuade me to audition but I don't like singing and I am not good at it. Fortunately, for me, Miguel was also not a good performer or so Camila told me. I was enjoying my time with Camila that I didn't even notice I wasn't helping her with her unfinished business. To be honest, if helping her get Jennifer and Miguel together meant losing her than I would keep procrastinating. I know it is strange to be enamored with a ghost but she is different.

Suddenly, it was the weekend and I was looking forward to my date with Camila. I told her I would do anything she wanted and it wasn't until she told me what she wanted to do that I felt like I had made a mistake.

"Skating?"

"Yeah, it will be fun," she said.

"For who?"

"Both of us, duh," she laughed. Damn that laugh.

"Look, I will look like a fool skating alone," I told her.

"You won't be alone," she smiled. f**k, her sweet kind smile.

"You know I will look foolish," I explained.

"Please, I want to have fun with you," she pouted.

"Fine," I told her as I grabbed my jacket. I told my mom where I was going and she almost spit out the water she was drinking. She smiled and told me to have fun. I bet she was confused as to why I was going since my face looked like I rather stand in front of a train then go skating. A few kids from school were here and I felt even more stupid for coming alone. I looked over at Camila's happy face lighting up the room and I immediately changed my mood. This is what a date with her meant. I was technically going to be there alone. I felt like an i***t but I didn't care. I wanted this, I asked for this day. I grabbed some skates and headed onto the floor. Camila was suddenly in a new outfit along with a set of purple skates. Being a ghost is strange but cool not that I wanted to be one any time soon, well.

"Ready," Camila extended her hand out so I could take it.

"I guess," I rollerbladed when I was like nine so I figured it would come easy to me. I was a bit shaky at first but then I got a handle on it. Camila did a few laps on her own and seeing her smiling face made it all worth it. I don't know it just feels right.

"Are you having fun?" Camila shouted. The music they were playing was pretty loud but my focus was all on her that I heard her clearly.

"I actually am," I said. I think someone heard me and that I was crazy talking to myself. "Can I help you." Camila laughed and I was glad she didn't think I was being mean to the kids looking at me.

" Because the things in life with you are so much better

There is nothing in the world that feels quite the same."

Camila began to sing again. Her voice was so angelic that I could listen to her for hours and not get bored. It was a sweet song about an ideal couple. I wondered if she was singing it about us. I smiled at the thought. I was falling hard for her and I knew that I should stop before it was too late.

We walked home after spending a few hours at the skating rink. I wish I could really hold her hand. This empty cold feeling I have when she touches my hand makes me kind of angry.

"Ethan," Camila suddenly stopped walking.

"Yeah,"

"Can you help me get Jennifer to be the lead in the Winter Musical," she said looking at the sky. "She deserves it."

"Um okay," I reluctantly said. I didn't know where this was coming from but it seemed important to her.

"Okay, good," she said softly as she continued to look at the stars.

"Why?" I asked wondering if she would actually answer me.

"She wanted to be the lead last year but I got the part and well I think she deserves a chance now," she said. "She has a lovely voice and is a great actress."

"Oh, okay," I said wondering if that was all there was to it. "You need to trust me more Camila. I want to help you but if I don't know the whole story, I can't."

"I know and I promise I will, soon," she said as she looked at me. She smiled slightly. I felt this intense need to hug her so I pulled her to me but I just felt this type of static electricity feeling flow through my entire body.

"I wish you could hold me for real," she said.

"Yeah, me too," I told her.

"Will you still think of me when am gone," she said. I looked down at her but she covered her face in my chest.

"Camila,"

"Answer me,"

"I will, I will miss you and I will still love you when your gone," she backed away from me and looked me in the eyes.

"You'll even love me when am gone," she said.

"Yeah,"

"Don't say you love me, I-,"

"I love you," I said a bit louder. "I love you and I know it is strange because we just met and your dead but I do and I don't want it to stop or go away."

"Ethan,"

"Camila," She turned away from me but I ran so I could face her again. "I love you."

"I said stop saying that," she said a bit angrily but her voice was so soft she sounded like a toddler having a tantrum.

"Fine, but the next time I say it I won't just stop there," I told her. Her eyes grew wider and I gave her a smirk. "Now, let's go home."