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“Look, Lisa, this has been a gas! But I would like to get back to what I’m doing and I am already over this conversation. Point me in the right direction and I’ll go from there.” Her eyes flick behind me as I feel arms wrap around my waist and a kiss on my neck.
“What are we doing here baby?” He asked me. He presses into my back and my legs turn Jello.
“Hey Noah.” She smiles at him, sitting up straighter, poking her chest out. I have to hold back a laugh at the blatant peacocking on her part. “How have you been? It’s been so long since I have seen you around.” Noah tightens his grip on me.
“I don’t feel like playing whatever ‘I peaked in high school’ game you are trying to play. Could you do your job and point us…” I feel him shake his head, “never mind we will just go buy some down the street.” Lisa’s face falls at the obvious dig. She scrambles to think of something to say.
“Noah-” she starts to say but I cut her off as Noah dragged me backward by my belt loop.
“Have the day you deserve.” I turn around with a mock salute at her and follow Noah to the front door. He grabbed my hand as he pushed open the door.
“Well, well, well Noah Turner. Turning your back on the cool crowd huh?” I tease him.
“I was never really part of the ‘cool’ crowd and you know it.”
“Well, I appreciate that you stuck up for me but I had it handled.” We are almost to the pharmacy that is only a couple buildings down from the library.
“I know you can. She just pissed me off. She was being a…not nice person.”
“A ‘not nice person’” I laugh at his way of calling Lisa a bitch. “That she was. We would have probably only found scrap paper anyway and those weird half pencils.”
Noah pulls open the pharmacy door and guides me in. We wander for a moment trying to find the paper and maybe some pencils.
“Looks like pens it is because I don't see a sharpened pencil anywhere or even a mechanical pencil. Must be out of stock. School did just start up again.” I say as I grab a couple notebooks and some pens.
Noah grunts and starts walking toward the register. I put the notebook and pens down waiting for the cashier to come back. Noah starts throwing candy bars and gum up on the counter.
“What am I? Your sugar mama?” I laugh at his candy selection. “And what are you? An eleven year old boy?”
“Desperate times call for desperate measures.” He says before the cashier comes back. “And who said you were paying?”
As the cashier is ringing up our items everything seems to go unnaturally quiet. Like when crickets and birds go silent in the forest, when they can sense a predator near. My back stiffens and even Noah grabs onto my waist and pulls me closer. The cashier finishes ringing up the last item. Oblivious to what is happening around us.
“Twenty six fifty two.” The cashier says as Noah whips his card out before I can.
“Dana…”
I don't know if Noah hears it too or not but I’m instantly on alert. Hearing my name doesn't worry me. It’s the unnatural silence. I feel a creeping sensation along my back. Like someone is watching me. I look around and behind me. I see nothing but that doesn’t mean anything.
Noah takes back his card and grabs our bag. He steers me towards the doors and wraps and arm around my waist.
That's like the third time I have heard my name in the same voice. Deep and raspy. Otherworldly. It sends a chill down my spine but I’m not sure if it’s from being scared or not. What will it take to figure out who is calling me? Do I even want to know? Then, there's the ghosts and now shadows. Fucksake, next there will be aliens.
Beam me up now.
“So….” Noah says. Trying to regroup I guess as we make our way back to the library.
“Yeah, did you hear it too? Or is it still just me.?”
“I only noticed the quiet. What did you hear?”
“My name but it was the same man.” I look away from Noah and suddenly there is a woman there. I know she is dead though. She looks like she was beaten to death. Bruises everywhere. She is wearing a current style of clothing though. She’s flickering in and out.
I have never seen her before. Noah is talking to me but I wave a hand at him and slow down. I take in the ghost debating if she is going to hurt me. She is looking up at the buildings but when I take a step closer her head snaps to me. She squints at me and her face starts to contort. The skin stretching around her mouth as that low moaning sound starts vibrating around us.
“Dana! What is going on?” Noah grabs my hand and looks panicked.
“Ghost.” Is all I say and squeeze his hand.
