My name is Daphne and this is the story of my friendship with a ghost… ....….....
…And she rocks the stage… Our prestigious Daphne Knights. The queen of the night…. Ooh… aah… We love you Queen Daphne... Daphne! Daphne! Daphne!
"Daphne!!!"
What? "Mother?!"
"Get down here, you're going to be late for school young lady!"
"Coming Mrs Knight!" Slow your horses madam! I'm the one who's going to get reprimanded if late not you, don't get your panties in a twist.
"What did you just say?"
Oops, did I say that out loud? "Sorry mum that was a mistake!"
"It better be miss!"
Yeah… Taking my eyes off my dressing mirror, I twirled around admiring my attire of the day.
My black hair with red at the tips are held in a high ponytail, it's end sashaying at my hip any time I walk. Black choker, black pants, black boots ,black handless crop top complimented with a black jacket, earrings, lipgloss and smoking eyeshadows for limited makeup.
Color for the day: black. It justifies my mood since clouds are practically raging above my head. You wanna know the reason for my black mood? You'll find out soon enough. Lemme just deal with my mother first. Turning I took my backpack off the bed, the motion caused something I drew from my dreams to flutter to the floor.
Bending I picked up the picture of a girl I had been drawing since the past four weeks. Actually, ever since my mum told me about her plans to move to this place.
In my dreams, this girl has always been half visible, like as if taking the form of a ghost, she would call my name severally and when I answered, whatever she said next, I couldn't understand it.
My mum said that my dad was Psychic and I may have inherited his 'super powers'. Blah.
All this things keep reminding me of the father I had had but never got to meet. And it's climbing up my crazy radar!
I folded the picture and placed it in my back pocket before heading downstairs.
"Daphne Anastasia Knight, do you realize what time-" my mum started.
"Do not call me by that name, I am no Ana-anything!" I retorted.
"Your dad gave you that name you know." Sne says, her face turning ugly with unshed tears.
Duh?! "Of course I know, but since he decided and you agreed, to cut me out from his life, I'm doing the same! Now if you'll pardon me, I'm off to school. Take care mum, if there's anything text me!"
She says something which I don't understand because I didn't hear her. Unlocking my baby, my black BMW-i7, I got in and raced to school. Emphasis on 'raced' please.
My so called new school, Pinesville High, isn't that far from where I live, so I got there at twenty something minutes at least.
Checking my not-so-visible makeup on the mirror in my car, I got off the car, and marched my way to the reception office.
"Hello, how may I help you miss?" A lady behind a desk asked as I entered.
"Oh nothing much, just my locker number please."
"May I see your school ID"
I handed it over to her and checked my classes for the day…
**** **** ****
…locker 129… Oh found you, now I do not like you one bit! Why all the colors?! Was the former occupant colour obsessed or something? Eww.
Queen Daphne Knight does not do screaming colors, people! This locker is going to need a makeover from her highness. Later…
Currently , I had Futher Mathematics for first period. And that's how I found my self in front of a classroom of billions of students.… Just kidding. Not sure if their up to thirty.
"Miss, perhaps you didn't hear me, I said you should introduce yourself, or would you prefer I kneel for you to do so?" The man leaning on his desk, I'm sure is the teacher said, making the class erupt with laughter. He must think he is funny or something.
"I would appreciate if you did. Anyway, hello class, I'm Queen Daphne Knight. I would say it's a pleasure to meet you all, buuut, that'll be the biggest lie I've ever told." I said picking invisible dirt from my nails.
"So, please stay clear from me and you won't have any problems, especially those obsessed with all the colors of the rainbow. Thanks." Saying this, I looked directly into the eyes of a particular diva practically wearing a rainbow as clothes and to make matters worse, she was sitting directly in front of the last empty desk at the back of the class.
Having finished my 'introduction' I waltzed my way over to the desk. I brought out my notebook and tried to ignore the whispers and irritating stares I had received for a welcome party.
Class had just finished and I was packing up my stuff when rainbow girl came to stand in front of my desk, with two other girls behind her.
"Yo girl. This desk your using is cursed, the girl that used it faced something really tragic, and it is said that whoever sits here is going to face the same fate."
I stared at the three idiots standing in my way and burst out laughing.
"What an interesting story. What are you girl, some seer or something? Who cursed the seat? You? Oh please."
"Don't say you weren't warned!"
"Lemme tell ya something, you're a crazy bitch, alright? You know ,I really don't understand, the former occupant of this seat was a fellow girl. I'm sure when she was alive she had some friends here. But now something bad happens to her you all make fake rumors about her. How tragic could her case be that'll make y'all behave like this?"
"She killed her self by jumping off a bridge in the middle of the night because her lover chose someone else and not her!" Someone from the class shouted.
'I'm not sure I did that. I didn't even have a boyfriend.' Something or rather someone in my head says.
"And do you know who her so called lover was?" I asked the class, why I was even defending her was beyond me. Of course, everyone went silent.
"Did she have a boyfriend?" Silence again.
"Then the possibility of her killing her self is extremely unlikely. You guys don't know her lover, according to the way y'all kept quiet, she didn't date anyone either, so I'm not sure she killed her self for an imaginary lover.
"Did she tell anyone that she killed her self for a lover? No! Then someone must have said that shit to soil her name or something else entirely, who knows? You people should think before you speak with that gutters you call mouths!"
Looking at the three girls still in front of me I said "So next time don't go around spreading fake curses. Now if you'll excuse me I'm heading to my next class." I stood up to leave the class when the rainbow girl leaned in to whisper to me "You're going to regret opening your mouth to talk about Sophia. You have no right!"
"Yeah whatever helps you sleep at night young lady." Ignoring the scowl on her face I took a step forward before I was interrupted again.
"If your having Literature in English next, then this is the classroom for the subject." Turning to look at the source of the voice, I was struck with ethereal beauty. How the fuck did I not notice him before?
'Yeah I know right? His my twin brother' the voice in my head chimes again.
'Hey, I'm not in your head! Turn to your left.' Turning to my left, it was as if I had conjured the girl from my dreams. Just to be sure, I brought out the picture from my pants pocket and looked at it closely.
"And you are?" I asked still looking at the picture.
"The guy who just saved you from stressing your ass" Ghost girl's twin brother says. Oops that question was supposed to be asked in my head!
'I'm Sophia, the girl they rumored to have killed her self' What?
"Thanks" I told the guy as I took my seat that was also beside the guy that I hadn't even noticed during class.
In my head I said 'but did you kill your self?'
'No, I'm sure I didn't, but I lost my memory before I died so I don't know how I died.'
Okay but why are you speaking to me, shouldn't you be in the land of the dead or something?
'I can't cross over!' Why?
'That's why I need someone's help. I need to remember what happened to me before I can cross over. And I also need someone to help explain what happened to my family. I think it's my mom's disappointment in me that's keeping me here." So you needed help and you thought that I would be fit for the job?
'Exactly' Why me?
'I don't know? I was just sent to your path.' Okay look, I don't know how to help you, so it might be better if you looked for someone who knows how to help ghosts.
'Please, I don't understand it, but my soul just feels this sort of familiarity with yours. I don't know if I could connect with someone else the way I do with you.'
Right. Look, even though I want to help you, I don't know how to start.
'Start with giving my brother the picture you drew of me, he'll know what to do next.' Okay, but if it doesn't work out I'm done.
"Hey, earth to Daphne, where did you go?" Sophie's brother says and instead of answering him I placed the folded picture in front of him.
"What's this?" He asked.
"Someone said I should give this to you." I said. When he opens the paper, he stares at me with shock.
"Where did you get this drawing from?"
"I drew it and your sister said I should give it you."
"How the fuck do you know my sister?"
"She haunted my dreams, and now my daytimes."
'Hey I did no such thing as haunting you! I was just trying to pass a message but you were to daft to understand!' Sophie says from my left, behind her brother.
"You must be crazy."
"No I'm not!"
"Okay then tell me, since you're claiming to be able to speak to my sisters ghost, tell me something that no one know's, not even my mother." He says smirking.
'The last birthday the both of us shared, we bought each other a necklace that says Sophie's twin and Xander's twin.'
"On your last birthday she bought you a necklace that says Sophie's twin and you gave her one that says Xander's twin."
His smirk dies and is replaced with a sad smile. "Why did she kill her self?"
"She didn't"
"What?"
TO BE CONTINUED …