*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*
---"Mom? Where are you going?" I asked my mother when she stood up after keeping the flyer and her phone inside her purse. Then she walked to the door."Mom! Hey! Don't go, please! Wait!" I called her out, even if she couldn't hear me, and I ran after her."Wait! Oh, hell no!" I cursed as I saw her going to a parked car on the opposite side of the road.I hastily looked at where Vidia had gone, and I saw her still looking around the establishments around the street."Vidia! Mom's here! She's going away! Hey! Geez! What should I do?" I yelled and contemplated what to do as I had no freaking idea.I don't know if I should go with my mom or with my girlfriend's best friend who's been looking for my mom. But neither of them could notice me, so... It wouldn't matter.I'm going with my mom.After thinking twice and thrice, I hurried to my mother's car to go with her. And I gue*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---While my mother and Vidia were preparing and talking about everything they needed to talk about, I left my mom's house to visit Sydney before heading to New York City for three hours from now. I will just meet them at the airport for the earliest flight heading to New York.I walked on the streets and said silent prayers, and I had nothing else in my mind but all positivity. I'm feeling anxious and happy at the same time. I don't know yet if we can make it, but I am hoping that we can. I just need to see my girlfriend one more time, because I'll surely miss her.When I had arrived in the lobby of the hospital, Syd was confined, I felt something touching my right hand, and I looked at it in bewilderment. Someone must have touched my hand back to where my physical body is. And I smiled when the sensation of the touch seemed like tracing a letter on my palm. It's a letter E—Emma. They must have made it into
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*—As I looked around my room, I saw many familiar faces here, and what caught my attention was the doctor sitting on a stool near the couch while his hands were tied behind him, and he got a broken, bleeding nose. Dude, what happened here? What have they done?"Hi, Olivia! Welcome back, girl!""The doctor has been taken good care of!""I like that guy! Is his name Kevin? I heard it was Kevin. I'm sure of it. Hi, Olivia! I know you will come back here! We missed you!" Some of my ghost friends cheerfully greeted me, and Clinton opened his arms wide to put me in his embrace. Oh, I missed them, too!I looked at the others and noticed there were only two more of the ghosts here."Hi, all of you! Where's Dylan?" I asked and received a shaking head in response from Clint and Ericka."He passed away about a week ago. He vanished, just like thin air, and the next thing we knew is he's dead." Lucy said, and I gasped, hearing the tragic news. I should have been n
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Are you freaking serious, Syd? You don't remember a thing?" My best friend asked me, and I looked at my cousin and Emma, who were eager to hear my answer.I nodded and shook my head, and they all looked surprised and worried at the same time. What is the matter with them?"Syd, are you sure? Don't you remember OJ? Oh, my ghost!" Kevin asked and gasped when I just sheepishly smiled at him and shook my head in response, and Emma rubbed her nape.I turned my gaze to Vidia, and she took a deep breath while looking so troubled. "We should call the doctor again," Vid suggested, and I raised an eyebrow."Why? He just examined me." I asked and tried to sit, but I couldn't as I could feel extreme pain from my casted left arm and my upper right back."Nope. We need to know the diagnosis. If we need you to be examined again, we should. How can you forget? You forgot her?" Vid insisted and was about to make her signature move of walking back and forth whenever she's f
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---It's the night of the 5th of April, and we all were trying to make plans as I can finally be discharged tomorrow. And we can go home to LA."So… if we get home, we all heard what the doctor said, right? Sydney needs to rest more at home. About two or more weeks. Damn, especially that broken arm of yours. Don't worry. We will be assisting you with everything you need." Vidia explained, and Emma raised a hand and voiced out her concern."Yeah! I strongly agree that we should just live with you since your homies still can't fly. I know you can't do everything all alone, like usual. You need hands—lots of hands, girl. And OJ's can't be counted yet. You both need to wait for quite some time to be using your hands for specific purposes. Don't look at me like that, Sydney, because what I mean is not that one you have in your green mind. You, you need your left hand to heal so that you can paint or write sh*ts, and OJ… she can't touch anything yet without her physic
---""Hi! It's been a year, isn't it? Did you miss me? I missed you. And I know you missed me, too." I greeted her with a bright smile as I stood before her, and I slipped my hands inside my jacket's pockets after I handed her the bouquet in my hold. These are her favorite roses, and I know how much she loves them.It's a cold day in late spring, and it's a beautiful afternoon. It has been my favorite season because I love seeing the trees around me have their leaves and flowers bloom, but it changed somehow.I moistened my lips and looked around, letting out a sigh."Look, I know you are upset, but... I just want to say I am so sorry that I didn't make it here for your birthday seven months ago. I got lots of sh*ts going on lately that need to be taken care of. Don't worry. I'll make it up to you soon. I will do my best. I have a lot of time because I will spend my whole summer here. So... that means I can visit you here every single day until I get back home." I explained, and I tru
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---"Goodbye, for now, Mom! Make sure to really come to my birthday. Because if you won't, then... Then I will not... I will not be your baby girl anymore. I mean it. You really need to come." I told my mother as she helped me sit in my wheelchair when I got down from her car."Of course, sweetheart! I wouldn't miss it. I'll be there before you know it." She replied and pushed me near where my father's private jet was."Alright! You will be my best present, Mom. I wouldn't ask for more by then. Just be there, and I'll be the happiest girl in town." I rejoiced and waved at Dad as I saw him get down from the aircraft to help me out.When Dad got near us, he kissed me on my head and gave Mom a warm hug, and they talked for a while before their attention turned to me.It's quite saddening witnessing our family split up, but it would be hard on each of them if they stayed together without feeling love for one another. Yet it's pretty amazing how both parties fo
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Yow, Sydney! I have a question. Don't get this wrong, aight? It's just a question or a suggestion. Just out of curiosity." Grace called me and asked, and I turned my swivel chair to look at her sitting comfortably on my bed beside her girlfriend, who was busy munching some popcorn.I raised an eyebrow in response to tell her to go on, and she grinned. Let me bet. I strongly know this will be about OJ again. There was nothing that this person asked me that the girl I adore wasn't mentioned."Well... You do know that OJ will be home finally later from Chicago. What if... What if you just... tell OJ everything... the whole truth? You know... your journey together, the things you did for her, everything you did together while she's still out of her body, what you feel, that you're girlfriends, and... all of it. Maybe she can remember, even just a bit." She suggested and looked so serious while Emma stopped shoving pieces of popcorn in her mouth to look at me an
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---Monday came. It's the first time I'm going back to the academy after about a month of absence. It was an absence to do something I know I will forever be grateful for and will never regret.I had spent almost my whole day taking quizzes and exams in the empty detention room near the Principal's Office. It's absolutely tedious, but I have to do this if I want to catch up with the lessons of my classmates. I'm super happy I wouldn't need to take summer classes if I could pass these quizzes and exams.I was currently answering the final two items of my last exam for today when an unfamiliar student suddenly came in and handed me a small piece of paper. She didn't say anything and left the room. That's so weird.I looked at what was written on the paper in my hold, and I blinked to read it clearly."Meet me at the bench fronting the library. 3:30 PM.""What and who the hell are you?" I muttered and thought of who might this be, and the first person that came int