"Why the hell are we moving to New York?" I nearly shouted.

Mom laughs, "Language sweetheart. We are moving to New York for various reasons,"

Mom explained how Vince would visit each year without neither Coal and I knowing. She wanted to spend more time with her official boyfriend, so she decided to move to New York. Also because most of her success weddings happen in New York. As long as moms smiling, I don't think I can stop her from moving.

"Your going to attend Coals school. I think you'll fit in well since its a Catholic-,"

"Catholic School?" my ears perked up.

"Yes. I didn't know you were bullied up till two days ago. Why didn't you tell me?" cupping my face.

I couldn't look at her, "I'm sorry. I-I thought I'd disappoint you."

I blinked the tears back. A sudden realize fell upon me.

"Wait, who told you?"

She lets me go, "Your night guard's son, Matthew, I think. I never met your night guard, what's his name again?"

I groan, muttering, "That fucking dickhead." "Our night guards name is Vincent Dawn Quuinster, I think. I never paid any attention to names. Why?"

Mom sadly smiled, making me suspicious. I can read signs easily, unless they are romantic signs towards me then it would take me fifty years till I realized you had a crush on me. It's frustrating when you can tell someone likes a friend of yours but when it comes to you, you can't tell.

"You know him, don't you?" I tilted my head a bit to the side.

Composing herself quickly, she smiled brightly. "Yes, just an old friend of mine. Anyways New York," clapping her hands, "How 'bout it?"

"Why not," trying to hide my excitement.

"Alright, start packing. We'll move in three months," almost squealing.

I smiled at my childish mother. Turning to her composed self, "Do you still see them?"

"Who? Ghosts?"

She laughs, "Who else. Have you seen any lately?"

I shook my head. I haven't seen any for months. My moms side had a thing for third eyes or in other words the ability to see ghosts. People think it's bullshit, but I'm here to confirm they're real. During the time my parents were fighting late at night, I took the chance to snuck out. I had enough and was hopping someone could just kill me on the spot. I was hoping my parents would see my dead body and regret everything they did to me. Instead, I spot, a headless ghost beside a tree. Typically black would be the devil and white would mean angel. This ghost was wear a grayish outfit. After realizing he was not human, I ran back inside screaming and crying. My parents stopped fighting for a few months and even went to church together with me. They both believed me. Mom explained her ancestors on her side. My third eye was triggered by argument. My third eye hasn't fully opened so I don't see every ghost that walk pass me. If it were to fully open real ghost will blend easily with real life people.

"I don't wanna talk about it mom," groaning.

"I know. I've seen someone climb our house from the outside, and he was no human,"

It took a while for me to force her to meet up with Vince. They have dates three times every week. Cringe.

After deciding to absolutely do nothing, my phone rang.

"Now I have to deal with another idiot," I laughed, answering my phone.

"Hey bitch, finally you answered," the female voice said on the other line.

"Alright Julia, I'm not sorry I answered late. What's up?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! I dropping my freaking phone in the toilet yesterday! Leah told me Brian thinks I'm ignoring him and thinking where he gone wrong in our relationship!"

"You had your phone in the bathroom?" I laughed, "I think everyone does that. Anyways chill.  Wait,  what are you using to call me then? "

"Women! I have no chill! And I don't fucking care if I play on my phone while taking a dump. I'm using Skype right now on my IPod you asshole."

"Fine.I'll tell him. He'll listen to me,"

"I know," I knew she was smiling on the other line.

"Of course you knew, your Julia,"

"Mhm. You need to fucking talk to Michael. You can't ignore him and you know it. Especially after he wrote about you on his online blog that your his previous crush. Romantic! Despite your age gap, he liked you! But since you were eleven, you two decided to have a fucking sibling relationship. I say, it never hurts to try early."

"Don't remind me. I was only eleven, dating was just another unknown world to me. I just wanted to give him and Leah, a bit of room, especially since they haven't talked to each other in a long time,"

"Just because, they used to date, doesn't mean they will again! Don't talk shit to me Val, you have your own life. Stop caring about their fucking life,"

"You make it seem like I'm crushing on Michael. Hell no. I'll talk to Michael. Just kill me after I do,"

"Nope," popping the 'P', "Your too innocent."

"How to frick do you think I'm innocent?" staring confusingly at the phone, "Boy, you just lost your head,"

"Especially when your embarrassed, you show your innocent side. Do you dress like a slut? Do you think dirty? Have you ever had a proper date? A kiss? How about s**?"

"Ew. That 's' word is forbidden Julia and no, I never dressed like I'm asking for it, hardly taught dirty, had a proper date, nor my first kiss, nor lose my innocence. But I swear a lot Jul!"

"Just being you say swear, don't mean your a bitch. You're innocence end of conversation,"

Once she saids, 'end of conversation' you won't be able to reason with her.

"Alright Valerie. Answer these questions and let's see how innocent you are,"

"Why not," uncertain.

"What's at least six inches long, goes into your mouth, and is fun if it vibrates?"

"Pop rocks, although it pops in your mouth not vibrates," instantly thinking about candy. "A phone vibrates but you don't put in into your mouth. You know the sucker thing that sucks the water out of your mouth when dentists are cleaning your teeth, is it that?"

The phone was silent for a few minutes.

"Valerie, it is proven. YOU. ARE. INNOCENT. The answer is toothbrush. People have dirty minds, and when you ask the question I asked you, they will defiantly think dirty,"

"Mhm,"

"Do I need to fucking pound it in your head that you're innocent?"

"No need, I'll just talk to Michael now. I don't wanna keep talking to a idiot for the rest of my life," referring to Julia.

"Bitch, you did not just call me an idiot. Fuck, actually I don't care. Just talk to Brian for me would you, if you don't I'll-," I rung up.

Medusa is going to be mad at me for hanging up. Her confidence is overwhelming.  She's a very bold person and has trust issues when it comes to guys, just like I do. Overall, she's a hard person to deal with. I want to sleep but I still need to talk to Michael.