A/N: SO WHAT UP PEOPLE I've decided to do this story cuz I felts like it.

Anyhow please read and/ or review

Peace

Oh and one more thing, I'm going to work on this story and Hope is Doubt in Disguise. And until further notice, it will be like that

Unless I change my mind

Anyhow go on and read

And remember I own nothing

SO yeah, I almost forgot; isn't weird how Tony's suppose to be the main character and then most of the stories are about Pepper. I'm sorry but that's weird (in my opinion that is).

**Once last thing I promise: this is Pepper's point of view. You'll understand the situation once you read the last chapter; also cuz I am I like people to get better visualize what the character's are wearing so I beg to god you tell me to email you the link to these people's clothing. My ghost Charlie will haunt you; yes I have a ghost in my house. He was was a stray one when I found him.

I was only 16 when I died.

I was walking down the streets by myself that night. Tony had to do something important that needed absolute silence. Due to my habit of obsessive talking I had to leave before I had the chance to protest. However, he had promised me that I would have is undivided attention the day after; too late for that I guess. Anyhow, when I walked down the streets of New York City, I had felt something following me. I looked back only to find nothing; I shrugged the feeling off and kept walking. However, I still sense someone was behind and I fully turned around, but still saw no one trailing behind; I must have been hearing things at the time. Nevertheless when I turned around I was snatched and taken into the dark alley beside me. The witnesses there had called the cops, but by the time had arrived they were too late. I had already been bayoneted and killed.

So many people had cried, a school was quiet, and two hearts were broken. But most of all, no one got to say god bye. I have relationships…strong relationships. They were with people who cared about me, who loved me, who knew me well enough to not let me go. Unfortunately they all did about a week ago; the police stopped investigating, the funeral had gone by, and my father had been resigned from my case. He was almost fired because he wouldn't accept it; he wanted my murderer to be found and arrested. Sadly, every time he got close enough all his evidence would vanish the next day. After 3 long and stressful weeks, my father finally accepted the fact that I was no longer there with him; but he was wrong, he never knew just how powerful his love was.

From what I could tell it is 7:30 because people were rushing by me to get the train, but they couldn't see me; I was a spirit walking up and down the streets of NYC. Because I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I hadn't noticed that I was in front of my own school: the Tomorrow Academy. It's been a month since I've been and I wonder how it had changed. The halls were quiet and the students were only mumbling. I had no idea what affect I had on everyone. Once the bell rang everyone headed in the direction of the auditorium; there must have some assembly of some sort. Anyway, as I follow everybody else only one person headed in the opposite direction. My eyes bewildered when I saw who it was…he was the only person person who didn't give up on me and the only person who I had the strongest relationship with. A small smile and chuckle escaped from my mouth. If there was anyone I was glad to see, it was him. I wondered what he was doing all alone in these quiet halls. I took some steps closer to him, to see his face and, hopefully, that smile that always made me go weak in my knees…

Every time I saw him since I died, I always remembered all the good times we had together; especially those little special moments that only him and I shared together. A slight giggle escaped my mouth and he looked at me has if he heard me. He stared hard, trying to look at me but he couldn't; only I can see him. He shook his head, but when he did I realized that he was crying all along. All of a sudden, Principal Nara had come up to him and I step next to him as if we had both done something wrong. For some reason Principal Nara had two security guards with him; very tall and very strong. Nara sighed, as if my closet friend was doing something over and over again that he just can't tolerate anymore. He looked away and clenched his anger; I could sense it and it felt uncomfortable.

"Mr. Stark why aren't you with the other students in the auditorium?" Tony looked at him and looked back down. He didn't feel like answering anybody at the time…probably his whole life.

"Mr. Stark I asked you a question." Nara said, but Tony just ignored him once again. I'm beginning to worry over him; I'm afraid he might do something bad.

"Just leave me alone." He finally responded, but bitterly. I was shocked with his new attitude towards people. I really hate seeing him like this.

"Look Tony, I know how you feel and-" Principal Nara might have gone too far because at that given moment, Tony had practically lunged for him but was being held back by the school guards. I felt like crying; his world became so violent since my absence, just watching him now is tearing me apart. But I won't cry, I just won't; I have to be strong, even if means for the both of us.

"You have no idea what I'm going through," Tony burst into tears, "She was my friend. She was my friend and now she's gone" Tony lowered his head; Nara gave a signal to the two guards to let him go and they did.

"Tony, I want you to take the week off or as long as it takes until you feel that you're ready and then you can come back. Come on gentlemen, we have an assembly to attend." That's one of the things that I loved about Nara; he was never one of those kinds of principals that make students forget their problems and settle everything by detention or suspension. No, that was not him at all; in fact he was one of the few principals that understands what kids are going through and actually tries to help him. Anyhow, Tony had taken the offer Nara had given him; I had to agree with what he said, Tony did need to blow off some steam.

When they had left, Tony slid down the lockers and began to cry hard. I walked towards him and slid down next to him. I wanted to tell him everything was going to be okay, that he doesn't need to worry-that I will always be there for him no matter what; however, being dead doesn't have its advantages…maybe it does. The day before I died I was talking to my sister, Jane, and how she almost got hit by a car until one guy pushed her out of the way; funny thing was that it was her friend. After that she kept rambling how she was going to owe him every single day and how he was her guardian angel. My point is that maybe I can here on earth and just be Tony's angel. Try to keep him out of trouble and alive. Besides, it's the most I could do considering how much he saved me.

So I just sit there with him and make sure he's okay. And when he's walking I'll watch from a distance and I'll protect him with all my heart, because that's how much I care. There's nothing in the world that's going to me from doing this…nothing at all.

A/N: OMG you've reached the end of this chapter. So tell me how I did, was it good was it bad. Please tell me if it was well thought out and if there is anything I could do to improve it. Also I know some of you pay go crazy but did change my username and I know it's getting you guys confused but I promise this will one will last for a long time.

Anyhow please review and read again if you want to. And sorry if it was so short, next chapter will be longer

I'm kinda of aiming for 2,000 word minimum but who knows right. Ciao