"Where's Holly?" asked Becca as she came into the over-crowded living room.
I shrugged.
"She went to the market...i guess," Dean said, eyes glued on his new i-pad.
"Ugh," Becca said, sitting next to Jessie who was watching some stupid basketball game. "The Director just gave me a new mission."
I sat up from the couch and put the book i was reading down. Yes, even though i am a Ghost i can and know how to read. Stop freaking out about it.
"What did the Director say?" Jessie asked, also seeming a bit interested. Note: A bit.
"Well, long story short, i have to assassinate another human being." Becca said, uninterestedly.
Yeah. Whatever.
"And...which human being is that, pray tell?" Dean asked, fluttering his eyelashes and pouted his mouth out. There wasn't anything funnier than teasing Becca at 9 am in the morning. She's sooo adorkable when she gets mad. Especially when her hair is all fluffed like that.
Usually, we dont get to see the Director. He just delivers us a package containing a cellphone and a paper screaming "DIAL THIS NUMBER!!!". Which was pretty awesome 'cause you got to keep the cellphones afterward. Dean was lucky enough to be sent a i-pad.
"Shut up, Dean!" Becca snapped. Her eyes gave out a warning that said If you dont watch your tongue, I'll cut it out for you. Like i said, people, she was so...a-dork-a-ble!
"Who you gonna kill this time, Becky?" I asked, suppressing a grin.
Becca winced. Either she didn't like me to use the K word or she just didnt like me to call her Becky. Which kind of suited her cuteness.
"Don't you guys just hate it when the Director calls you "Little Ghosts" or "Fair little ones" like we're babies or something?" Becca said, in her annoying im-serious-all-the-time ways. But I kind of agree with her there. The Director did sometimes call us that, and other humiliating nicknames, which made us feel...well...humiliated.
"Why don't we just invent a nickname for ourselves?" Dean said, putting down his -sigh- i-pad. "I mean, we've been working for Mystic Peak for like, two years now, and we've been together for like...ten years, why dont we just make ourselves a really awesome name! Like...the Ten Dragon Fighters!!!"
I was almost convinced with Dean's idea until the last sentence.
I frowned at him and gave him a raised eyebrow.
"The Ten Dragon Fighters?" I asked.
"Well...i was kind of born in the Year of the Dragon...does that help?" Dean smiled.
Why....why, oh why does he always have to be soo.........!!!
"How about Black Spirits?" Jessie suggested,
"We're Ghosts, not Spirits, dumb ass!" Becca scowled.
"How about...The Skull?" I asked, considering the back of Dean's head which was tattooed with a skull, a birthmark that all of us have.
"The Phoenix?" Becca mumbled.
"I love that!" I exclaimed. Sometimes Becca being a nerd had some good effects after all.
"Phoenix Splice?" Jessie asked.
"Splice...hmm..." I thought. "How bout....The Phoenix Spies?"
"Ooh!!!" Becca said, starting to get excited, which rarely happens...in the morning.
"We could be called Phoenix Spies individually and The Phoenix as a group!" Jessie smiled. Jessie was known so well of his small smile, which never reached his eyes. If there was anyone who could look evil and hot at the same time, Jessie would be that guy. And no, Jessie doesn't turn me on. Seriously!
"How about like, if someone sees our tattoo they would say like...'Hey look! Isnt that the Skull of the Phoenix?'" I went on.
"I love this! It's so...cool and professional like!" Becca clapped her hands.
"You know what, guys?" Dean asked us.
"What?" we all asked at the same time.
"I've got a cooler name. The coolest!"
"Let's hear it!" Jessie smiled.
Dean stood up and walked to the front of the living room, so that all of us could get a good view of him. He turned around dramatically and said "The Banshees!".
He's so lucky he wasnt in either kicking nor punching range!
So anyway, that was yesterday morning. We talked to the other gang members and they were totally up for it. We were now officially called "The Phoenix" which we also told our Director. Goodbye to silly old "Little darling" nicknames and Hello to really cool awesome "Phoenix" nicknames!
It is now 7 am here in Nebraska, and it seems to me like i am the only one up. The others are sleeping. All of us slept until noon, of course we were Ghosts. (read Blog #1: Introduction for more info and Blog #2: My Family for more info on the gang.) Since I was having nightmares again, i didnt want to sleep last night, but, goodness, i didnt want to take chances and get eyebags. Goodnight, i mean, Good morning America! Time for me to hit the sack!
-Natalie
I shrugged.
"She went to the market...i guess," Dean said, eyes glued on his new i-pad.
"Ugh," Becca said, sitting next to Jessie who was watching some stupid basketball game. "The Director just gave me a new mission."
I sat up from the couch and put the book i was reading down. Yes, even though i am a Ghost i can and know how to read. Stop freaking out about it.
"What did the Director say?" Jessie asked, also seeming a bit interested. Note: A bit.
"Well, long story short, i have to assassinate another human being." Becca said, uninterestedly.
Yeah. Whatever.
"And...which human being is that, pray tell?" Dean asked, fluttering his eyelashes and pouted his mouth out. There wasn't anything funnier than teasing Becca at 9 am in the morning. She's sooo adorkable when she gets mad. Especially when her hair is all fluffed like that.
Usually, we dont get to see the Director. He just delivers us a package containing a cellphone and a paper screaming "DIAL THIS NUMBER!!!". Which was pretty awesome 'cause you got to keep the cellphones afterward. Dean was lucky enough to be sent a i-pad.
"Shut up, Dean!" Becca snapped. Her eyes gave out a warning that said If you dont watch your tongue, I'll cut it out for you. Like i said, people, she was so...a-dork-a-ble!
"Who you gonna kill this time, Becky?" I asked, suppressing a grin.
Becca winced. Either she didn't like me to use the K word or she just didnt like me to call her Becky. Which kind of suited her cuteness.
"Don't you guys just hate it when the Director calls you "Little Ghosts" or "Fair little ones" like we're babies or something?" Becca said, in her annoying im-serious-all-the-time ways. But I kind of agree with her there. The Director did sometimes call us that, and other humiliating nicknames, which made us feel...well...humiliated.
"Why don't we just invent a nickname for ourselves?" Dean said, putting down his -sigh- i-pad. "I mean, we've been working for Mystic Peak for like, two years now, and we've been together for like...ten years, why dont we just make ourselves a really awesome name! Like...the Ten Dragon Fighters!!!"
I was almost convinced with Dean's idea until the last sentence.
I frowned at him and gave him a raised eyebrow.
"The Ten Dragon Fighters?" I asked.
"Well...i was kind of born in the Year of the Dragon...does that help?" Dean smiled.
Why....why, oh why does he always have to be soo.........!!!
"How about Black Spirits?" Jessie suggested,
"We're Ghosts, not Spirits, dumb ass!" Becca scowled.
"How about...The Skull?" I asked, considering the back of Dean's head which was tattooed with a skull, a birthmark that all of us have.
"The Phoenix?" Becca mumbled.
"I love that!" I exclaimed. Sometimes Becca being a nerd had some good effects after all.
"Phoenix Splice?" Jessie asked.
"Splice...hmm..." I thought. "How bout....The Phoenix Spies?"
"Ooh!!!" Becca said, starting to get excited, which rarely happens...in the morning.
"We could be called Phoenix Spies individually and The Phoenix as a group!" Jessie smiled. Jessie was known so well of his small smile, which never reached his eyes. If there was anyone who could look evil and hot at the same time, Jessie would be that guy. And no, Jessie doesn't turn me on. Seriously!
"How about like, if someone sees our tattoo they would say like...'Hey look! Isnt that the Skull of the Phoenix?'" I went on.
"I love this! It's so...cool and professional like!" Becca clapped her hands.
"You know what, guys?" Dean asked us.
"What?" we all asked at the same time.
"I've got a cooler name. The coolest!"
"Let's hear it!" Jessie smiled.
Dean stood up and walked to the front of the living room, so that all of us could get a good view of him. He turned around dramatically and said "The Banshees!".
He's so lucky he wasnt in either kicking nor punching range!
So anyway, that was yesterday morning. We talked to the other gang members and they were totally up for it. We were now officially called "The Phoenix" which we also told our Director. Goodbye to silly old "Little darling" nicknames and Hello to really cool awesome "Phoenix" nicknames!
It is now 7 am here in Nebraska, and it seems to me like i am the only one up. The others are sleeping. All of us slept until noon, of course we were Ghosts. (read Blog #1: Introduction for more info and Blog #2: My Family for more info on the gang.) Since I was having nightmares again, i didnt want to sleep last night, but, goodness, i didnt want to take chances and get eyebags. Goodnight, i mean, Good morning America! Time for me to hit the sack!
-Natalie
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