Christian's mind wandered the rest of the day back to Diane and her strange behaviour earlier. He wanted to bring it up while the group was eating lunch, but decided against it. He knew Diane wasn't the kind of girl to want pity or anyone bring up her problems, even if she wouldn't talk about them herself. He found himself staring at her face during lunch, trying to judge if she was still in pain, if that was what was in fact going on. She showed no signs. He rested his head on his locker. Classes were over for a while and he had just finished football practice. He felt physically and mentally exhausted. He knew he was late to getting to Nasty Burger to meet Yasmin and the others, but he knew that rushing wouldn't stop him from being late. Opening his locker, he saw Diane's copy of their English book. She had covered it in plastic to preserve it but he could see that the pages were beginning to wear from her reading it over and over. He smiled. It was nice of her to lend him the book. Lord knows he'd pay for it later. And apparently that meant him buying her a burger later that day. He chuckled and opened his locker, swapping over books. As he closed it a pretty asian girl with short cropped dark hair appeared behind its door and they launched themselves at him, pressing their lips against his. He wasn't surprised so he just kissed back with half the enthusiasm as what he normally would. Tina released him and put her hand on his chest. She was wearing her Cheerleading outfit since the football team and the cheerleaders usually practiced on the same afternoons. He saw Yasmin earlier and she said she'd go on ahead and meet him.
"Hey. I haven't seen you all day. Haven't you missed me?" Tina pouted in her own attempt to look more cute. Christian sighed and ran his hand though his hair.
"Sorry. I've been busy."
Tina narrowed her eyes at that. "Too busy for your own girlfriend?"
Christian groaned internally. Great. He knew that tone.
"I'm sorry, I really am."
She pursed her lips at him before smiling. "That's okay. But in payment, you have to take me out tonight."
Normally he wouldn't mind the sudden date, but he had a promise to keep.
"Listen, I would but, I kinda promised Diane that I'd buy her a burger in payment for lending me a book."
If anyone could see Tina's real expression it'd be one of rage at the mention of Diane's name. But to everyone else, they saw a sweet smile suddenly turn to one of annoyance.
"Diane? That weird girl you hang out with?"
"She's not weird. She's just
"Whatever. I don't even know why you hang out with her. I mean, Yasmin I can understand, she's popular. Though that brother of hers is low on the social grapevine. But Diane? She's not pretty, she's not popular."
Christian chose not to egg her on. "Look I'm really sorry. Tomorrow, okay?" He pulled his backpack over his shoulder and walked backwards, still facing her. "I'll make it up to you, promise!"
Tina merely waved her hand and turned back, heading to her locker. She'd have to catch up with him later.
Christian walked though the school, not seeing any other student's walking around. He didn't realise how long it took him just to get dressed again after practice. He just felt really tired. Yawning, he turned a corner and stopped dead in his tracks. In front of him, was a giant ghost in the shape of a flea. It was huge. Wait, why wasn't the anti-ghost security system going off? No time to worry about that. Luckily, the ghost wasn't turned to him, so Christian slowly walked backwards, his shoes making small squeaks on the floor. He flinched with every step he took, in case the ghost turned and attacked. He got around the corner and let out a breath, closing his eyes. When he opened them, he was met with a hundred eyes staring at him. He choked on a scream. The ghost reared back. Christian closed his eyes as tight as he could and prepared himself.
"Oi, ghost bug!"
Both the ghost and Christian turned to see a girl wearing a grey jumpsuit with blue trimmings half way down the hall. Her hand was glowing a bright aqua and he was aimed directly at the ghost. Without a seconds warning, the bright aqua glow turned into a ray and shot the ghost in the stomach, propelling it in to some lockers.
"He's taken. You're gonna have to find another date to the dance."
Christian fell to the floor, the shock of the situation finally getting to him. The girl floated (floated!) over to him and crouched next to him.
He looked to her, his eyes wide. He nodded dumbly. She smirked.
It didn't take the ghost very long to recover from the ray the girl had unleashed on it. It stood and faced the girl. She stood and had her hands as glowing fists by her sides. She smirked again, cruel determination on her face.
"Let's dance, ugly."
Both shot at each other, hitting each other in mid flight. The ghost was sent back into the lockers once again, the residue of another ray lingering on its abdomen. The girl didn't give it anytime to recover this time, flying at top speed into it and passing, with the ghost, though the lockers and disappearing from Christian's sight.
By the time Christian had recovered from the encounter with the ghost and the ghost girl, several minutes had passed and the sky had begun to turn from a bright blue to having tints of yellow and pink lining the horizon. Christian jumped up suddenly, as if his entire body had been switched from off to on. Grabbing his bag that had fallen, he ran out of the school, passing a few surprised janitors, and in the direction of the Nasty Burger.
The ghost girl leaned against a wall outside the school; holding on to her arm which was now bleeding what appeared to be green blood. She swore to herself and dropped to the floor. An aqua light shone around her waist and split into 2, each going in different directions. As the light passed over her body, her grey suit changed into a pair of dark jeans and brown sneakers and a brown jumper over a purple shirt. Her light blue hair held up most of her hair in a high pony tail, while 2 long bangs fell around her face, 2 shorter ones falling over her forehead. Once the light passed over it however, her hair turned brown and the majority of her hair that was up fell around her shoulders, only a small section of it held up in a small pony tail. Diane Phillips held onto her arm, rolling up her jumper to inspect her wound.
"Darn bug." She touched it gently, wincing and immediately regretting afterwards. She cursed again. Grabbing her bag which was next to her, she reached in and pulled out a first aid kit. Opening it, she dug around for a bandage, and unwrapping it she proceeded to cover her wound. She sighed and admired her handiwork. Not bad with only one arm working.
"That was too close. That was no stupid goon trying to steal a lady's purse."
She stood and grabbed her bag with her good arm. She winced again, a pain shooting up her arm from the wound. She wiped her forehead, wiping away the sweat that had formed. Pulling her arm back she noticed her watch.