Ok, so maybe invisibility is not as amazing as I thought it would be. Why? Well it could be because I decided to be a creep and sneak into my neighbors apartment only to discover that his dog can still smell me or see me, not sure which it is.  Either way I'm now  standing on the counter next to his stove in the tiny box kitchen and hoping that hottie neighbor does not get the munchies anytime soon.

I will admit that I have been able to reflect on my life choices this past hour and I have concluded that other than messing around with my newfound powers I have done nothing but laze around my once dingy apartment. In conclusion I would like to say that I Samantha no middle name Powers will try my best to be a valued member of society from now on.

"Floppy! Why do you keep barking at the counter? I already gave you treats so you can't have more" Hottie yelled as he came into the living area. My heart began to race a bit since he was actually in front of me and walking to my super secret hiding spot. I also discovered that not only could the dog smell me and possibly see me, I could also still touch things.

Hottie, who's name I still don't know walked right by me and to the couch and once he turned up the volume on the television I decided it was time to make my move. Very slowly I started making my way off the counter and past the sofa. The dog I discovered, thanks to Hottie,had a soft spot for treats so I might have accidentally placed a few on the ground to keep him entertained. My plan backfired though because I went from enemy numero uno to favorite human on earth.

"Floppy! I'm trying to watch this movie! Stop barking you little rat!"

I could feel my eyes fall out of my sockets. Hottie was a jerk. How dare he treat Floppy that way, if anyone should hate the hound from hell it should be me! Angry at the revelation I stomped over to the living room with Floppy at my side.  Hands on my hips and angry face on I stood in front of his television ready to give him a piece of my mind. Only because I am currently invisible he could not see me and I'm silently glad that is the case because having you neighbor appear out of nowhere with a murderous look aimed at you is not something people take kindly too, specially when that person is the one you have been making googly eyes at for the last month.

Before I could make a new plan, Floppy decided to jump at me, and because I have begun to care for the little thing I caught it. Yup. Caught it as it projectiled from the couch to my arms. The world froze. Hottie froze. I froze, for once in my life I cursed my non clumsy self for catching the dog mid flight.

Hottie screamed, I panicked and ran. Ran straight into a wall. Of all the embarrassing things I could do while invisible I had to pick the one that would cause me harm. I rubbed my nose with one hand while trying to hold Floppy and open the door with the other. To say I failed would have been an understatement ,  however Hottie took that opportunity to run to his room and I prayed to whatever was listening that he was not going to grab a weapon or something of the sort. 

He should have grabbed a bat, a spoon would have been more reassuring but instead he came out with  a book candles and a mason jar? I have no idea what was in the jar but it was what finally made me put Floppy down and throw the door open. I ran out of there so fast that even the IRS would have a hard time tracking me down. 

"...demon, I vanquish you!"

Oh my, he was crazy, so good looking but definitely crazy.  And now he was running after my invisible self holding an encyclopedia over his head while chanting and shaking the jar of rocks. I sprinted down the hall torwards the emergency exit when I remembered that 1 we had an elevator and 2 he could not see me so the was no need for me to run in the first place.

I wanted to smack myself for taking so long to realize that all I had to so was stand against the walk and he would run by like the crazy man that he turned out to be.

"Hey have you need anything unusual in this hallway?"

I looked up to see who he was talking to and came face to face with Hottie. He was still holding his ghost fighting tools but he was looking less crazy and at me.

"Umm, what do you mean unusual?"  I replied trying to sound as normal as I could. Only I am not normal my voice  sounded like a squeaky toy was being used to clean a chalkboard.

He didnt seem to mind my speech because he looked back at me slightly confused and then smiled.

"Sorry, I'm new in this complex my name is Jordan. I'm in apartment 67G. Anyways have you lived here for long? Because I swear this place is home to a dangerous demon. I need to have a talk with the landlord and see if we can get an exorcist and maybe a spirit guide out here to cleanse the place. Ohh I need to go get sage too and salt. I'm so sorry to bother you just be safe and if you see any weird stuff please come get me ok? Apartment 67G" Hottie, who I now knew was named Jordan also had no filter it seemed.

I nodded in understanding while he hurried to the elevator probably to speak to the landlord about his crazy ghost hunting hobby.

  Boy do I know how to pick them!