Sang Insane | ✔

Chapter Thirty Nine

Mr.Blackbourne's POV

Why was that name so familiar?

Insane, Insane, Insane, Insane, Insane...

I wracked my brain trying to solve the puzzle.

But the pieces were still hiding making it impossible to solve.

I didn't know why, but I felt like I should know the answer to our questions about Insane.

Maybe I just wanted to be closer to Sang and was grasping for straws.

But I don't think so.

Something was nagging at the back of my head ever so tauntingly.

I knew the answer, I just had to remember it.

I had to connect the dots.

I had to put the puzzle together.

Until I could figure it out or Sang explained, I would just have to focus on picking up any clues that Sang dropped.

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Sang's POV

"I understand, but now is not the time," We ration.

"Let's just finish this and then we will explain."

They exchange looks and all nod in unison.

Hey!

Why can't we nod with them?!

The least they could have done was tell us they were gonna nod so we could try to nod with them!

We huff.

We all head out of the building and into another one. Together, we all crowd into a small room where a green haired boy of about sixteen years is typing away at a computer.

"One second, please!" He calls over his shoulder.

Good.

Our youth needs more manners.

He turns and sees me. A faint blush tinges his cheek bones.

"Now, are you Sang Sorenson?" He asks me, smiling widely.

I simply nod.

"My name is Wyatt. I am going to do the background check on you," Wyatt says. "I just need you to fill this form out with your information. This will just make it easier for me."

"Okay, Wyatt," I say taking the form.

Sarah helps me look it over and I hand it back.

"I cannot fill this out."

"Why not?" Wyatt asks suspiciously.

"I don't have any of these. There are no records of me. I don't have a social security number, a birth certificate, school records, or any medical records," I explain sad that I don't exist in the eyes of many.

Shock paints itself over his features.

"You're a ghost?" He asks incredulously and looks to the boys.

Mr.Blackbourne nods to confirm his guess and says, "Ms.Sorenson has many assets at her disposal, one of them being her ghost bird status."

Wyatt's eyes widen comically.

"Holy ****. I can't believe I am actually meeting a real life ghost," Wyatt breathes.

I do my best not to laugh at how adorable he is.

"Did you dye your hair?" I ask him.

I wonder if he is like me...

"Yes, didn't you?" Wyatt asks confused and looking at my blue and silver hair.