I had been day-dreaming, just staring at the ghost that I had noticed earlier. This ghost was different to the ones I had seen before...darker, somehow. As if she had had something wrong wih her while she was still alive.
After I watched my grandma die, I had been able to see ghosts. That was only about six months ago, when everything had started to go downhill. The first time I saw one, it had scared the hell out of me.
A girl who had the slight appearance of a dog - with a lengthed nose - brushed passed me and knocked my injured arm, sending a spasm of pain shooting up to my shoulder. I tried very hard not to scream.
To my surprise, the girl sat down next to the pale man. I noticed that when she did this, she wrinkled her nose slightly as if there was a bad smell.
I heard her mention the guys contacts, only she complimented te shade of blue. Wasn't he wearing contacts before? And they were red.
I was puzzling over this when I heard her say something extremely peculiar.
'I know are species haven't gotten along so well in the past, but I refuse to believe that or hereditary traits can stop us from being friends.'
I know I shouldn't eavesdrop, but this conversation was getting stranger and stranger. I couldn't resist leaning forwards until my ear was almost through the gap between the seats.
Their talking cut off almost immediately. I straightened up as the pair turned around to face me.
I smiled awkwardly, 'So you're a vampire and a werewolf?' the shock on their faces was almost comical. 'Oh, come on. I've read Twilight.'
They both looked at eachother, and then just decided to let me join in the conversation.