The Spirit Seer

The Spirit Seer Chapter 6

The next morning before class, I stand with Spencer in front of my school. I’m about to meet his brother. My Stomach is still in knots. I could barely sleep last night from the fear of what today brings. I kept having vivid dreams that everybody found out what I could do and would laugh and point at me and call me crazy. All my friends abandoned me at the first sign of trouble.

Then I caught Chad kissing a faceless girl and when I confronted him he laughed and asked, ‘Why would he keep dating the crazy girl?’” It was not a fun night and it’s left me nervous about today.

I don't know how this is going to go. There isn’t really a plan. I have seen ghosts my whole life and talked to them when I was a kid, but I've never dealt with the remaining loved ones. My mom does it all the time, but not me, and I'm nervous about it.

"That's him over there," Spencer says pointing to a guy sitting alone at a table.

I know him...well kind of. I've seen him. We've gone to school together for years. I've had classes with him, but I don't think I've ever really said anything to him. I've noticed him off and on throughout the years.

He's a loner and wears a lot of black. From what I remember about him he’s an outsider and doesn’t pay much attention to anything in school. If I’m being honest, I’ve never paid that much attention to him.

I put my cell phone up to my ear. "That's him? We have nothing in common and run in totally different circles. How am I supposed to gain his trust?"

I have a bad feeling about this mission. We might as well be from two different planets.

"Talk to him. You have to just jump in there and talk to him."

I sigh. He makes it sound so easy. He's not the one who has to go over to someone that he barely knows and try to gain his trust. I can't even explain to him why I want to talk to him suddenly. He will totally understand right? Yeah, I don’t think so either.

"Fine, I'll give it a shot. But I don't think it's gonna work."

"There's that can-do attitude," Spencer says sarcastically.

I give him a sarcastic smile over my shoulder in return.

His brother’s name is Heath. I walk up to him slowly. He doesn't look up from his phone. What do I say to him? How do I get through to him?

"Um, hi, I noticed you sitting here alone and I thought I'd say hi." Yup, that’s my super wit kickin' in. At my side I rub my fingers nervously against my thumb it’s a nervous habit I have at times. I feel so uncomfortable in this moment. I hate putting myself out there. I really wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole about now. I am seriously tempted to turn and walk away but I made a promise so I have to stick it out.

He doesn't look up at me.

I sigh quietly to myself. I don’t know what to do here, this doesn’t usually happen to me. I quickly glance at the ghost who got me into this mess and he gives me a thumbs up for support.

I glare at him. That is not what I need. What I need is for someone else…anyone else to be feeling this intense feeling of discomfort.

I clear my throat and raise my voice and once again I say “Hi”

It takes him a few seconds but finally he looks up at me. "I'm good." He says and then gets up and walks away.

I'm speechless. I mean I didn't expect him to welcome me with open arms but that was seriously cold.

"That could have gone better." Spencer helpfully adds.

Gee yah think. I think sarcastically back at him.

"We'll just have to do better next time."

We my butt. It was all me doing it. I was the one who looked like a fool. But what does he care?

That’s when it clicks in my head that he said “next time” as in I will have to repeat this disaster of a meeting all over again. Is he for real? I should have known better than to assume it would be so easy. Of course, I’m gonna have to try again. He doesn’t care that it makes me so uncomfortable. It doesn’t affect him. He’s dead; he probably can’t even feel embarrassment. This whole thing is going to end in disaster. I just know it.

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After school I try to decompress with my amazing boyfriend.

I kiss his neck. And Chad pulls me closer to him in reaction. Then I gently nibble his ear. He lets out a sigh of pleasure. He gently leads my mouth back to his and I kiss him.

It feels good to have his lips on mine and be in his arms. We've been together for a little over a year, but Chad and I have taken things slow. He's my first serious boyfriend. Up until recently we didn't do anything more than kiss. But lately our make-out sessions have turned more and more PG.

I know that eventually we will sleep together, and I want my first time to be with him. He's a great boyfriend. And he respects me. He's also done it before, so he knows what he's doing. I know this may sound kind of cliché, but I just want it to be special. I don't just want to do it to do it. I want it to mean something.

Now it's my turn to squirm in pleasure as he kisses my neck. All these sensations are still so new to me that I don't quite know how to respond. I'm still feeling my way around these things. He whispers my name into my ear, and it sends happy chills down my spine.

I turn my head to give him easier access. And I see Spencer standing there.

I am so shocked I freeze. What the heck is the damn ghost doing spying on me with my boyfriend? What the heck is he thinking? This is my time…my private time with my boyfriend.

"So, I'm waiting to try and talk to my brother from the great beyond, and you're busy making out with your boyfriend?" Spencer asks. He doesn’t sound happy.

Seriously? I can't even spend a little time with my boyfriend without getting interrupted by a dang ghost.

"Are you okay babe?" Chad asks.

Right, I froze while we were um...yeah. That doesn't look good. "Of course," I smile reassuringly.

He looks at me funny as I get up and sit on the edge of his bed.

I smile even bigger. I hope it doesn’t look as awkward as it feels. "Actually, all this fun has made me kind of thirsty. Could you get me some water?"

He smiles back. "Okay, be right back." He gives me a quick kiss before leaving.

When I'm alone with the infuriating ghost. I sigh. "What the hell?"

"You are supposed to be helping with my brother."

"I failed. He ignored me; he wants nothing to do with me. How am I supposed to get through to him?"

"There has to be a way."

"Can't I just have a little bit of time alone with my boyfriend?"

"I'm sorry if my being dead is getting in the way of you getting lucky."

I can't help but roll my eyes. He just brings it out in me. "You’re playing the death card? Seriously?"

What is his problem? It isn’t like I killed him. Which is honestly too bad because I would love to have done it right about now.

He shrugs. "Well, it is my trump card."

He has me there, I suppose. I give him a pleading look. Hoping he will take pity on me.

"You are my only hope. We have to keep trying." He pleads

I honestly don't know if this can work at all. Heath hadn't been receptive to me at all. This may be a lost cause, but unfortunately, I don't have the heart to tell him that.

"Tonight, I will help tonight. But you have to leave and let me have time with my boyfriend. And you better think of a way for me to get through to him."

"Okay, you got a deal. Tonight."

I nod as he disappears. I take a few deep breaths and get myself back together before Chad comes back. He comes back and gives me my water.

"Thanks" I take a drink, and it’s tasty and refreshing. It's good water. It is definitely not tap water. I put the glass on his nightstand when I'm done.

I glance around his room for a second. He has a nice room, it’s huge and he has a full bed. The walls are a deep grey. He has some sports posters on the walls. It’s definitely a guy’s room. I like being here and away from my world for a while

He sits on the bed next to me and takes my hand. "Are you feeling okay?"

Is he getting suspicious of all the secrets I’ve been hiding? I can’t really say I blame him. I’ve been acting awfully strange the last few days. "Sure, of course, why wouldn't I be?"

"You've just seemed a little off lately. I just want to make sure you’re doing okay."

I could keep avoiding and pretending everything was perfectly fine, but it's pretty obvious he knows something’s up. So, I have to level with him. "I've just been really worried about my grades. Mostly my math grade, but it's really been consuming a lot of my minds energy."

"You have a B, don't you?"

Mental sigh. "Yeah, I have a B, and I know that's a good grade. But I need to do better if I'm going to get into a good school. "

"You are doing great I'm sure you'll get into great schools."

I bite my lip. "It's also...I know this isn't an issue for you, but I can't exactly afford to go, so I have to qualify for scholarships. I won't do that if my grades drop."

Chad comes from a pretty wealthy family. They have old money and, so he doesn't really get it. I don't usually bring that up with my friends, and I'm so a part of them now that they sometimes forget that I don't really fit in with them completely.

"I guess I never thought of that. It's not an issue for me, so I don't think I realized that it would come up."

"I'm not poor or anything, but college costs a lot. I just don't want to blow my chances because of one B." It costs even more if you want to go out of state, and that’s what I want. I want to get as far away as I possibly can.

"I get that now. And I appreciate you opening my mind to other things. I sometimes get caught up in my world. I like that you help me see the bigger picture."

I smile. It's all sort of true. I do need a scholarship and my B is worrying me. But that isn't the big issue. That isn't the thing that's really distracting me. There’s so much more going on in my life right now, but I can’t tell him about all that stuff.

"I'm glad I could help."

"Since your grades are on your mind, do you want to study?"

"No, I want to spend some quality time with my boyfriend," I say as I pull his mouth onto mine. He kisses me back and things heat up again.

I try to lose myself in Chad. It doesn't really work, not completely, but for a little while, I try and pretend.