Chapitre 21: Chapter 21 - Paranoid

*Sydney Roswell's POV*

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I gulped, nervous and trying not to look behind me where my pal has been intently staring at, "What is it, Ems?"

"Behind you, Syd. " She answered with wide eyes and looked so surprised, and I know better; she's just messing up with me.

"Knock it off, idiot. I know you could have jumped out the window already and run home if you could really see any ghost in here or even just a cockroach." I told her and rolled my eyes, and she went laughing her ass out.

"I'm just kidding, Syd. But seriously, though, are you freaking serious about what you are saying? That OJ is... Around? Her ghost? Oooh." She asked me curiously. "Yes. Do I look like I'm kidding? Will I be freaking out if not?" I confirmed, nodding my head in response.

She looked around my room cautiously and slowly stood up and hurried to sit on the bed beside me, closely. What a damn pussy.