First day back of school today. I met my friends at the usual place, blah blah blah. Anyway lets get to the point we had a new class and there was a new boy. See usually I’m not that interactive with new people but how could I not be if this new person was a real hottie!!!
Gorgeous blonde hair (not too short but not too long), sparkling blue eyes, a few centimetres taller than me, perfect! Of course I took action straight away!

It was in Maths that my friends noticed that he was looking at me! At me! And then next lesson I talked to him. Here goes nothing!
“Hey” I said, keep it cool!
“Hey” He replied (oh, such a dreamy, deep voice!)
“So, you’re new here?”
“Yeah, moved in from London. Names Tom.” (Wow London!).
“Cool. Do you like it so far?”
“Yeah, friendly people”
“Well that’s High Storrs for you! How come you moved so far away from London?”
“My mum and dad broke up. My mum never wanted to see him again and moved as far as she could afford, I went with her, my dad wasn’t very friendly”
“Gosh sorry” and that’s when Ms.Rogers asked us rhetorically if we were going to get any work done.

Few weeks later and we’re inseparable! I waited for Tom at the gates. I saw him run, he gave me hug and we set off.
“So, how’s home life?” I ask.
“Ok, my mum got a job” he answered.
“That’s great!” Then he sort of looked distant like he wasn’t really there, suddenly he snapped back
“Err…yeah”
We reached my street, I said bye, he kissed me,  said bye then left. I walked down my street and thought about what just happened. Nah, I said to myself, must be you.

Next day at school, I saw Tom and we hugged, you know all that greety stuff.
Later that day he asked,
“Can you wait for me at the gates? I want you to come to that graveyard with me.”
I said, “Yeah sure, but why?”
“I just want to pay a visit to my gran”
“I didn’t know your gran was buried here or, for that matter, that you even had a gran.”
“Yeah, well, now you know”
Then we went to class, we have different sets for French.

I couldn’t help wondering why he didn’t tell me about his gran. I mean we’ve been together… what, 3-4 weeks now. Wondering made me lose concentration and losing concentration put me in detention. I texted Tom that I’d be late out. After that I got lectured about concentration and how it is a ‘key skill in education’ blah blah.

I finally got out of school and, to my surprise, found Tom waiting for me.

“You didn’t have to wait for me!” I said.
“I know but I wanted to and I want you to come with me to the graveyard”
“Why, you scared?!” I teased.
“No! I just want you to come I can’t explain why”
“Ok, but you must mean it because you waited like, half an hour!”
“Well, anything for you”
Then he touched my face and looked into my eyes so meaningfully that you could think he was about to die any minute and that he didn’t want to lose me.

We reached the grave yard and walked though the gate. It was an old graveyard; all the tombstones were leaning and some had moss covering the names, or the dates. Some were so faded, you couldn’t read them.
It was starting to get dark and chilly, the wind whistled and the gate snapped suddenly shut. I grabbed Tom’s arm in surprise.
“Hey,” He said in a soft, comforting voice. “It’s only the gate”
“Ok, just the gate, no need to freak out”
“Look, there’s my gran’s stone” He pointed to one which wasn’t lopsided and had no moss on it.
“Can I have some time by myself?”
“Yeah, of course” He kissed me goodbye and walked over to the grave.

I walked, or rather, rushed out. I looked back and I saw that he was looking at me. I blew him a kiss he waved but without a smile. I walked on and, (again) I couldn’t help thinking that Tom was acting very strangely today. Like something was wrong, I thought to myself that I would ask him at school tomorrow.

I saw him in class the next day. We hugged (longer than usual I have to say). I asked, “Tom, you know, I’ve been thinking. You’ve been acting a little strangely lately, anything you want to talk about?”

“What? No, no, I’m fine don’t worry about me  ” He said hesitantly.“Tom. Please tell me if anything is wrong. I can help.” Then I swear I heard him say under his breath: ‘I’m afraid you can’t’. But then we had to sit down.

At lunch today Tom asked if he could sit with me, I said OK, but this was strange because I normally sit with my friends at lunch. I’m sure there was definitely something wrong.

I waited at the gates as usual. Longer than normally, I watched as everyone walked out until no one was left. I was about to get my mobile out when there he was running out the door.
“Sorry, I was watching the boys play.”
“I thought you didn’t like football.” I said, curious.
“This was a special game.”
We walked, until my street. We stopped faced each other, he put his hand on my cheek, leant in and kissed me. It was such a long kiss. Then he whispered bye so quietly, and walked off. I watched him until I couldn’t see him anymore. Next day at school, for the few periods we hardly spoke. I think he was hanging around with his mates. Then at lunch he came and sat next to me again.
“Hey” I said as he sat down.
“Hey” he replied
“Listen, I think something’s up” Phew I said it!
“Wha-what makes you say that?”
“You’ve been acting really weird.”
Then he sighed.
“Wait for me at the gates I’ve got something to tell you.”
Then he left.

The rest of the day was hazy, as all I could think about was what Tom wanted to tell me.

I waited as he said and after 2 minutes he came out of the door.
“Come on, not a moment to lose” he huffed.
“Tom, tell me.”
“On the way.”
We walked faster than usual

“Ok, this is going to sound crazy but believe me, ok, and don’t interrupt.”
I just nodded.
“I don’t know how to put this but… I’m dead, I’m not alive, I’m a ghost.” I just stared. “I’m allowed to live again but only for 4 weeks, then on 4 pm on the last day of the month I have to go. That’s why I’ve been acting weird and I showed you the graveyard because of this, it’s practically my home.”
“But… It’s not real; you’re the only person I’ve ever really truly loved.” I started to cry, we reached the grave yard, I followed in. Suddenly, the graveyard wasn’t so scary. I hugged him he hugged back.
“It can’t be real! You’re not invisible; I can feel your heart!”
“But it is, unfortunately. I only got one chance to live again, and I’m glad I chose now, because I met you.”
I wept.
“5 to, we’ve got time”
“I don’t want you to go, ever since we met, you mean the world to me.” I sobbed.
We kissed for the last time, suddenly a bright light shone, wind in our faces and a sort of portal that you see in movies opened.
“I have to go, but you can come in or a few minutes, the portal stays open for 5 minutes. But afterwards it’s closed and can never open for another 4 years.”
“I really should be getting back,” he looked at me with those sparkling blue eyes, I couldn’t resist. “But 2 minutes won’t hurt.” He smiled.

So I stepped through, into whiteness. I looked around, it was literally whiteness. There was only one other person, He seemed to be waiting for Tom. I hugged Tom, and then kissed him. Then he looked into my eyes, for sush a long time he looked. I wondered what was going through his head.
Suddenly, I heard something like suction and the portal was gone.
“The portal! It’s gone! Its gone! I thought I had more time! Please I need to get back! I need to get back!” I sobbed, and sobbed. “Do something! Somebody do something please!”

I dropped to the floor. I looked up at Tom. He just shook his head with those sad blue eyes.