Chapter one... Thursday Davis's story Romance

WARNING I DO SUCK AT WRITEING!!!

He sat on the building looking down at the lifeful and the lifeless, as they walked around. He should've been in school, learning his new "powers" as you could call them. But he decided to sit here watching the lifeful and the lifeless, "crash" into one another. He sighs and falls back and closes his eyes.
"Davis, you're so immature!" He hears her voice echo through his head. God! How he missed her! AWWWWW he leaps up yelling. "How the hell did I die like that!" He looks down at the lifeful and the jumps with his hands in his pockets and slowly floats to the sidewalk. He sighs and looks both ways and a young woman walks through him. She turns around quickly frightened her hair falling over her shoulders. She looks around with scared brown eyes and turns around not even noticing him, there, right in front of her he stood. He watches her walk off and decides to go see her. He glides through the air quickly, faster than the cars. His brown hair flying back, his muscles tightening each time he bounces off the ground. He sees her house now, one last leap and he lands in her front yard.
He looks up at her window that has no lights on. He sighs and closes his eyes. He imagines her light brown hair, cute round face, beautiful green eyes. Oh, and her fantastic body, perfect breast and an ass that just... shit. He takes a deep breath, and concentrates, trying to make his erect friend go down. He grins as he sees her light go on, he watches her and she opens the window.
Bingo.
The lifeless can't go through walls or any object like that unless you have the gift to. So he was lucky she opened the window for him. He jumps to her window and into the room. She shivers and decides to close the window.
He goes to her bed and sits down on it and watches her. He comes here a lot to watch her. She always writes in her diary, but sometimes she just lies there sadly. He watches her go to her desk and take out her pink diary that has little flowers on it. She sighs and then starts to write in her diary, chewing on her pen some times when she can't think of a word. He stares at her sadly, wishing he could hug her one last time. The very last time they saw each other they got into a fight. He told her she was just an annoying little brat with an annoying voice. Which wasn't true at all. She got mad and yelled at him telling him, that she hated him and didn't ever want to see him again. Sure it hurt when she said stuff like that, but that's just how they showed each other they care. They were always fighting, but if one was down. They would try and help. He wishes they had a better conversation before he died.
As he watched her, she opened up her drawer and pulled out something. This was something new. He got up and started to walk towards her to see what it was she had, when he heard a sob come from her.
He stopped as sadness filled him. Oh no, please don't cry Teddy Bear. That was his nickname for her ever since they were little. She use to carry around this teddy bear she found (and Davis secretly gave her) everywhere. He made fun of her all the time for it; it was an excuse to talk to her, to notice her. It was all great till her dog killed it. She was so sad and wouldn't stop crying. Davis told her that she didn't lose him that he is apart of her now. Since then he called her teddy bear. He knew he was lame, but they were only ten years old. He was usually never nice to her, unless she was sad. He couldn't stand it when she was sad, it broke his heart. That's when he usually gave her something or beat who ever made her sad up, or say relatively nice things to her.
One time he remembered he was about to go up to her to pull on her pigtails. When he noticed she was crying, he walked up to her quickly and asked her what was wrong. She turned toward him with her green eyes filled with tears and snapped. "Like you would care!" That hurt him, but he didn't let it show.
He looked at her and stubbornly said. "I don't care, but I don't like my friends crying." She started to cry harder. Davis started to panic.
"What! What did I say?! Please stop crying!" He pleaded; she looked at him as her hair fell to her face.
"Do you think I'm ugly..." She asked quietly and looked down?
"What! IS that why your crying!" He yelled annoyed and regretted right after he said it as she started to sob harder.
"Why are you asking me such a stupid question?!" He asked guiltily.
"It's not a stupid question!" She yelled and then looked down. "Its not, I just wanted to know, because Ken told me I was ugly, after I asked him out..." Davis stiffened with anger and jealousy. "He said that's why he would never date me." Davis turned around and started to walk away angrily.
She stood up confused and yelled. "Where are you going?! What's wrong?!" Davis ignored her and went up to a flower and picked it and then walked back to her and tucked it in her ear.
"Casey, that is a stupid question, you're not ugly. You're very beautiful and he is stupid for saying your not. I'm sure he'll change his mind about what he said." He looked down turning bright red and Casey kissed him on the cheek. He looked up and she was smiling.
"Thank you, Davis." She said beaming. Davis looked at her annoyed and then said meanly. "Don't thank me, you're still stupid." She glared at him. "You're such a jerk!" Davis turned around and ran away from her smiling to himself.
The next day at school Ken went up to Casey and gave her flowers and apologized in front of everyone and told her she wasn't ugly and that he couldn't go out with her, because she was to good for him. She was so shocked she didn't say anything or notice the black eye ken had. But she was happy that is all that mattered.
But this time its different, he can't make her happy. She can't even see him. He watched her sob and slowly he went up to her. To see why she was crying when he got to her, she was holding a blue picture frame. He couldn't see the picture; he tried to move around, but couldn't get a glimpse of it.
"Casey! Come down here a second!" He heard her dad yell.
"Coming!" She put the picture back in the drawer and closed it. Damn. She ran down stairs, slamming the door on the way.
Davis stood there annoyed. Stupid girl. He took a deep breath and reached for the drawer. His hand went right through it. Damn it! He should have paid attention in class, this would be so much easier than. Ok, think what did that annoying ass teach us about this. To concentrate, think about how it would feel. He shook his head and hands and feet. He took a breath and reached for it again and his hand went through again. He tried a few more times, till he got it open.
"Yes." He muttered. Now for the picture frame. He took a deep breath and tried to grab it and failed. He tried a few more times and finally grabbed it. He slowly pulled it up concentrating and set it on the desk. He sighed and looked at the picture and shock ran through him. He stopped breathing, the picture frame was blue with "I Miss You" on the top and hearts around it.
He stared at the picture for a long time. It was the one Sanders took of him and Casey. Sanders and him set it up, he was to g up to her and than grab her breast. She caught him before he could, so he just kissed her and than grabbed her breast. This was that picture, he was kissing her smiling and she was blushing like hell. He didn't understand how she got it or how she missed him. She always told him, she hated him and couldn't stand him. Sure they were some what close, but he didn't think this close.
He turned his head looking away from the picture. He felt so numb and sad now. She missed him and has no way of telling her that he misses her to. He looked at her desk than saw the pen. Yes! He concentrated really hard and picked up the pen easily this time. He got the hang of touching lifeful objects. What he was about to do, was against lifeless law, but he had to. So he took the pen and wrote in her diary right under the picture.
"I miss you too teddy bear"
He looked down at what he wrote. God, he still has shitty handwriting, even as a lifeless. He heard footsteps running up the stairs, than her door opening as she popped in. She looked annoyed and was muttering under her breath. He watched her walk towards her desk and froze when she saw the picture on her desk. She slowly walked up to it and looked down and she went pale when she saw the writing.
"No." She whispered softly and out of breath. He watched her examine it, then she turned around looking for him.
"Davis?" She breathed, tears welling up in her eyes. "Davis, please answer." Tears started to pour down her face. He couldn't take it any more. He walked to her window, than stopped. He looked at her still confused face, than slowly walked up to her and kissed her gently on the cheek. He felt her breath catch and than toke a step back. As she put her fingers to her cheek.
"Davis.." It wasn't a question this time, but a statement. He thought for a second and then imagined what it would be like to touch her breast again and than reached out and grabbed her boob. He heard her squeal. "Davis! You perv! I can't believe you still haven't changed!" She yelled halfway smiling. He smiled and walked to the window and opened it. He heard her gasp as she saw the window open, he breathed on the window. Than wrote "Bye"
"No, Davis please...st.." He jumped out the window before he would hear the rest of it. He leaped as fast as he could as tears streamed down his face. God, how he missed her! He kept leaping further and further away. He stopped and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"This is so frustrating!" He heard it echo all the way down the street. He took a deep breath and started off towards the house. At least he has a home to come to now, where he was actually welcome. That was a plus. He walked toward it, still very upset and stared at it. The house had one story and two windows, it looked like a little cottage. He took a breath and than walked into the house, where he ended up in a room bigger than the outside showed. She house is a mansion like figure inside. The outside is just a disguise. He was standing in the living room, which had doors almost every where. Literally there are some on the ceiling and some on the he floor. You had to be careful to not step in a hole. There were some weird creatures living here.
"Davis! Why aren't you in school!" Shit, that's right Quinn is here. He didn't understand why school was at night. It seemed unnatural, he walked into the kitchen. "Davis.." She said angrily. Quinn was the scariest broad he had ever met. She was the most powerful lifeless in the universe as well. She had a tattoo on her face that glowed whenever she was sad or mad. It was glowing right now.
"Sorry Quinn, I only skipped my last hours. I swear." He tried to sound casual.
"Why do you even bother to try and lie to me, you twit." She growled angrily. "You know it never works." He sighed and kicked at the air.
"I know..sorry." He muttered annoyed. She glared at him.
"Davis, what you did tonight can get you in big trouble." She tapped her fingers on the counter. No one knew how old she was or when she got here. To be honest no one knew anything about her. She even changed the way she looks but you can usually tell its her because he tattoo may be invisible, but it still glows when she's angry. Which she usually is. "you're lucky I put a barrier around you so THEY couldn't find you. You're such a pain."
This made Davis look up. "What?"
"Your heard me, don't act deaf!"
"Well, I didn't ask you to do that for me, you old hag!" He muttered angrily.
"Your just never happy, are you?" She said angrily and started to cook again. Acting like nothing had just happened. He started to walk out and said "Thank you." As he left, she muttered something else, but he couldn't hear her. He was already in his room. When he got there he put cloths on the shelf next to his bed and then he fell on to his bed and took a deep breathe. Quinn and him, had a brother sister relationship. She took him in and had been the best guardian he had ever had. He loved her and she loved him. They both knew this, so they never took anything that one another said too personally. "Davis..." He heard Casey's voice in his head. Than laid there sadly waiting to fall asleep and finally he did.