Holidays are Hell - Psychic

Story two.
Chapter one, part one.



Lila


Karla's wails grew fainter and fainter as the invisible force dragged her into the darkness. I shouted her name as I sprinted after her. Scouring everywhere for a glimpse of golden hair or the purple dress she wore to the prom and which she wore everytime I saw her since then.

"Help me" she shrieked. And then I was falling into the never ending black hole...

I woke up twisted in my duvet on the floor. I quickly aroused and searched in the early hours of the morning for my dream journal. If you was like me, you would have kept a dream journal as well. And would have found a good place to hide it from your annoying parents. Who would have sent you to counselling or someother loony bin, if they found out your dreams prodict what might happen or various mystic things. Which I have to puzzle together and work out what they mean.

'The dreams changed.' I write and putting the pen in my mouth I flicked through my past entries. For a whole year I've been haveing the same dream and now the year mark of Karla's death the dream changed. I still haven't worked out what the other dream was about. I came to the page, dated the day after prom. The ink was smudged from crying heavily whilst writing it. 'Karla's dead.' I wrote 'And yet I'm dreaming about her. Why couldn't my last dream, the one where she died mysteriously on the spot not have come true. And why, oh why did I not stay with her 24/7. Ok my dream went like this:

Karla's gaze went through. She mumbled over and over again "Why me?" and slowly she started to evaporate. I tried to help but it was like I wasn't even there. And then I fell into the blackness.'

Were my dreams telling me something, is something going to happen? Or has something already happened? I have had dreams where it was happening while I was dreaming it, could this be one of them? But how, this dream doesn't even make sense. Yet so didn't the last one.

I took the pen out of my mouth and scribbled down the dream I just had. As soon as I did that, I curled up on my mattress and gazed out of the window, rethinking my dream over and over again in my head. What could it mean?

Unseen - Chapter eight

I hated those last few weeks of my life. Well I didn't hate all of it I have to admit. Nevertheless all those deaths and fear of who would be next was a nightmare. Even now I haven't seen Nigel or found out what he wanted from me and I assume with out knowing or telling someone about this, I would never move on.

I wandered around the perimeter of the gym hall, unable to leave the place where I died, I have tried, however there seems to be a barrier just to keep me in. So for a year I've been stuck in this sweaty room, feeling invisable with no one to talk to. Becoming sadder by the day. Today was the anniversary of my death, today was 2009's prom. And as I walked I dodged dancers and groups of teens from the year below me. This years prom was themed fancy dress, most of the boys were dressed as pirates and the girls princesses.

After walking around the room half a dozen times and keeping my ears open for any news about last years prom or anything linked to it, which no one spoke about. I came to my relaxation spot near the nibbles, I often stayed here for it was not busy and was my last venue in my former body.

Was that guy dressed up as a superhero looking at me? No he can't possibly. I turned around to see no one behind me, how weird. When I turned again, I was shocked to see Mr Superhero in front of me.

He appeared friendly and slightly uncomfortable. Except Nigel was the only one who saw me as what I was now and he turned out to be the complete opposite to who I thought he was. "Hi, I'm James."

"Y...you can see me?" I asked nervously. Edging my way to the wall, the only solid object I could lean against.

"Well..." James frowned "You're kinda transparent, yet I can still see your figure." He shrugged.

"How can you see me?" I crossed my arms defiantly.

"I don't know I guess I'm kinda psychic. I've been seeing ghosts.." He paused, noticing I started to tremble at the word 'ghost'. "Sorry" He mumbled.

"It's okay." I replied "Carry on."

"I started seeing THEM when I was four. I talked to them and eventually worked out what they wanted from me...They wanted to rest in peace and I could give it to them, when we established why they hadn't got it in the first place."

"So your a Mediator? Oh I've heard about them..." I squeled "You help us spirts sort out our problems on earth, before we go to the next leval? If there is a heaven." My eyebrows knitted together at the thought of no life after this one.

"I'm sure there is an afterlife." James reassured me. "Karla is there any reason your still here? Unfinished business?"

"Hey how do you know my name?"

"Everyone knows who you are. Since you was very popular and of course the tragic accident last year..."

"It wasn't an accident!"

"I had a feeling it wouldn't be. And so do the forensics, they made it puplic that the deaths, weren't the source of drugs, illnesses or strangling, they have no clue over how it could of happened. Yet they're positive it was murder, seeing that there was two other girls from your year who died the same clueless death such as yours."

"So what happened to Nigel? Did he get away with it?"

"Well Nigel went missing and you was the last person to be seen with him. The police are considering Nigel as a suspect 1#."

"And what about Kit, he's not been charged or anything?"

"I'm sure Kit's ok, I don't think he's been charged.."

"Thanks, I fill so much better getting this is of my chest." I closed my eyes and took a deep sigh and when I opened them again, I was confronted by a handsome guy in a Zorro costume, masked with only his silver eyes showing. Those that belonged to Nigel.

"Hi sweety, didya miss me?" He cocked his face to the side and smiled. "Oooh your starting to fadeaway, nothing a little magic can't handle."

My mouth hang open as I watched him get a red chain out of his pocket. There was nothing I could do to stop him. I felt so airy, the most I've ever felt to being a spirit. He wrapped the chain around my wrist and I felt solid again, but also trapped.

A evil grin spread across his face. "Karla, don't cry. This is your destiny. You gave me your soul."

My hand went to my face and came back with a teardrop, I was crying a thing I haven't done since I was alive.

He pulled the chain with me across the room of frozen teens, heading for this black hole that was just there in the middle of the room. A portal, I thought, if such a thing was possible. Well recently everything was possible. I screamed with every tug and glanced over the room which was resembling a movie that had been paused. My eyes landed on James, the only one who was awake. "Help me!" I yelled.

His expression was twisted into one of pain. He tried to reach out for me, but couldn't. "I will help you" he promised. And then I was enveloped in a burning darkness.

End of story one!

Unseen - Chapter seven

Lila and I, were getting ready for 2008's prom, Our prom. We both loked enchanting in our dresses from her trend magazine. Her hair was pinned to her skulp in bridal style and mine was hanging in perfect ringlets.

"Lila! Karla! The boys are here!" Lila's mum bellowed up the stairs.

Oh my god, I've been waiting for this moment since I knew what prom was and now it's arrived I'm nervous as hell. I forced a smile on my lips as we approached Kit and Nigel, but as soon as I see Nigel in his tuxedo, my anxiety melts away and I'm beaming at him not quite believing how lucky I am.

"You look hot!" He whispers in my ear, causing me to blush and linking my arm with his we head for our horse and carriage...Not!

"Is this yours?" I asked, tilting my head to this fantastic car. He nods, his lopsided smile I love so much appears. "Nice wheels" I compliment, though I don't know much about cars, this sleek black open topped four seater with a long bonnet and boot, was breathtaking.

"Well hop in, don't want to be late" He grins.

"Yeah, but don't wanta be early either" I take the passenger seat and lean over to turn on the radio. 'Devil in Disguise' blares out of the speakers. "Elvis Presley? He's so old fashioned."

"Hey, don't diss my taste in music. I like 'old fashioned." Nigel mocks, placing his hand on mine, just before I was about to change it.

I shrug, leaning back into the cushioned seat, relishing the tingling feeling from his touch.

Before we knew it, we were at our school, queueing up in couples for our photos. It was a traditional thing our school did every year, that then followed the fun bit, which we called prom. The photographers were pretty amazing, turning even the bad photos into decent perfection.

"Zoe babe, Kit-kat and his pals have arrived and we're gonna get these party poopers on the dance floor." Cody grabbed Zoe's hand and marched straight up to us.

Everyone was now staring at us, since Cody draws a lot of attention from his loud voice. Most of them turned away seeing that it was only 'Cody'. But the others saw who was with him 'Kit' and kept their eyes on him while backing away.

"Thanks Code." Kit said sarcasticly "Why did you have to raise your blooming voice and attract attention to us?"

"What?" Cody asked, looking around like he hadn't the slightest idea what he was talking about.

Kit just rolled his eyes and beckoned Lila on to the dance floor.

I smiled at Lila encouraging her to show of her moves.

"Karla, you look gorgeous." Zoe complimented, breaking through my thoughts, attracting me to look at her.

"I look gorgeous?" She was the one who looked gorgeous her dark hair and features contrasting with her ivory greek styled empires waist dress. "Well your the moon princess."

She giggled "If I'm the moon princess. Your the queen of the sun."

Cody butted in saying we were both hot babes and pulled Zoe on to the dance floor. Saying this was his favourite. Leaving me nd Nigel alone.

My school friends were whirling to some pop melody, that was at a deafening volume. And Nigel and I stood by the snack table, where it looked like it was just us.

I felt Nigel's warm breath on my ear "I favour sun godessess to be honest. Since I like to think of my self as the moon and you need both to have a balanced relationship." I shuddered as his lips caressed my ear.

He turned me around and I gazed into his silver eyes, waiting for him to make the first move.

He smiled down at me and trailed his hand down my arm, leaving his flaming mark. His eyes shone with mischieve. "You know I feel very naughty taking advantage of you with no one watching to stop you or you to stop yourself from this hypnotic trance." He spoke very quitely, like he was just mouthing the words, making me strain to hear him.

I laughed for I felt like I was in a dream, I laughed more at the thought of being drugged. Nigel hand curled around mine and I choked on my laughter, suffocating from lack of oxygen. I let go of Nigel's hand.

Why was I feeling so light headed like I was going to pass out. Wasn't I laughing a little while ago? I fumbled over to the table to keep me upright, gasping for air as I did. My body felt like dead weight and keeping my eyes open seemed more of a challenge than usual. I attempted to open my mouth to scream, but I had no control over it and it didn't feel like it belonged to me any more. Then everything went black.

And a second later I was on my feet, sencing everything light and new. "W...what just happened?" I stuttered, looking up into Nigels eyes, where I spied pure evil lurking in them. That I thought I would never see on a face so perfect. I staggered away from his glare and got a touch of pins and needles that ran from my head to my toes. I gaped, seeing that where my waist should of been was now the table with plaits on. Had I just walked through a solid object? And the answer was deposited in front of me or should I say, I was the answer. It was my motionless body on the ground. "Am I dead" I shrieked, falling to my knee's I endeavoured to get back into my body, but it was impossible, everything I tried to touch went through me like air.

Nigel smirked and snatched my wrist.

"You did this?....How?....Why?" I didn't wait for an answer as I could see it in his eyes. Though I would of liked a little explanation to what was happening, I knew if I didn't act fast I was going to be taken somewhere I wouldn't want to be. But wait..."How can you touch me? When everything else solid can't?"

"Your dead ok!" He sent to me telepathically.

Could this conceivably be happening? Well no time for questioning. I raised my fist and aimed for his nose no good did it do, it went straight through. He grinded his teeth together and dragged me a few cms away from where I was standing. Stopping, he observed the carefree teenagers dancing, totally ignorant to what was happening in front of their noses. Or maybe not, is that Lila pushing her way through the crowd, I really hope she saw me or could help. Nigel seemed to think the same thing, "Oh &$#%^&" He mouthed and let go of me to edge his way to the exit. "I'll be back for you" His voice echoed in my head.

I watched Nigel leave then turned my attention on Lila who was running over, having finally found me. She came to halt, eyeing my corpse. The word corpse sent shivers down my spine. How could I be dead? I felt brilliant. Lila didn't think I was brilliant, she screamed, tears forming in her eyes, knee's shaking. She was making a big scene, everyone had stopped what they were doing and I mean everyone. People screaming everywhere and looking around for the suspect. I could hear several people whispering "Where's Kit?"

"No, no, no don't bring Kit into this. He has nothing to do with my murder..." I shuddered, having finally accepted my death, though I didn't have a clue how it could of happened. I had a strong feeling it was a paranormal decease and that the guy I thought I loved was the cause of it and I knew he was coming back, but for what reason? Hadn't he already killed me? I collapsed onto the ground, turning a blind eye on the disturbance around me.

And when I looked up again, the gym hall was just an ordinary gym hall. My class wasn't there, I physically wasn't there and all the decorations had been tooken down.

Unseen - Chapter six

Next few days: Nothing really happened, was kinda boring.

Day later: Nigel and I had another conversation, it went like this;
Nigel: "You look gorgeous today" Me: Looks down at skinnys & pink blouse and blushes "Thanks" Bell rings Me: Mutters "See yar later" and then we depart.

Another day later:

Since Kit became a suspect. Most of the school scurried away like frightened mice, which I guess they were. So this left Kit with only five friends, I know that sounds like your normal amount of friends. Yet the whole school used to love Kit and he was so nice to everyone.

So here we sat in the cafeteria, in the neglected corner. Lila on my right, with Kit beside her and Jo on the other side of the table infront of me, with Zoe to her left (her bestfriend and she's only convinced her to trust Kit again) and next to her was Cody (Kit's bestmate)

Cody was an athlete and like most guys, his plate was stacked high with junk food. "Kit-kat, are you gonna abandon us footballers? I know everythings tough for you at the moment, but dude, with out you we're seriously gonna loose."

Why do guys always talk about sports? "Wait, did you just call him Kit-kat?"

Cody grinned "Yeah babe, that's been his nickname since primary school. You know old habits never fade." and leaning over the table, he ruffles Kit's sunny hair.

"Hey, cut that out." Kit complains and restyles his hair with his fingers.

Lila wasn't paying any attention to the conversation, as she was staring with lovingly eyes at a stunning turquoise promdress in a fashion magazine. "I love this dress, I must get it for the prom."

My eyes however were glued to the dress alongside it. A purple knee lengh dress, with a boned bodice. "No, this is the one." I poined at my chosen dress and decided it will be mine soon.

"Karla, did you hear a thing I just said?" I glance up to see Cody's eyes oggling my breasts. Fastening the buttons on my cardigan, I say "no".

"Well babe, I just asked you to the prom." I've never regarded this before, but Cody really does speak alot and manages to eat double the amount of everyone else while doing so.

"Code, she's already going with someone else."

I look to Kit, who seems to be unhappy. Except hasn't he been like that for a couple of days now? Yeah, it must just be what going on at the moment. "Kit's right, I am going with someone." I really need to pluck up my courage to ask Nigel or I'm gonna be dead. All this lying is not good for me.

"Why do all the pretty girls, appear to be taken."

Zoe giggled and says shyly "I'll go to the prom with you, if you want. I've never been to a prom and ours is not till next year."

He examines her over, like in some beauty contest to see what she had that others don't. If what was expressed on his face anything to judge by, it came across as approving. Well who wouln't, she was a night goddess, with silky black hair tumbling over caramel exposed shoulders. "Princess, we've got a deal." Taking her hand he kisses it, making her burst out giggling.

"We've got company." Jo indicates with her head, to my left. Following her gaze, I see Nigel indeed coming over and he's looking at me, yeeks. I get up unsteadily to my feat and walk the small distance to him.

His lopsided smile, made my insides melt. Ok Karla, this is a good time to ask him. Don't do anything stupid just ask him. "Will-you-go-to-the-prom-with-me?"

His chuckling, was a bit off putting, was he laughing at me or with me or something else? "Thats funny, I came here to ask exactly the same thing."

"Really?" I didn't wait for an answer, as I flung my arms around him and I didn't care about the group of girls that were unmistakably talking about us.

Unseen - Chapter five

A day later

Yestday breaktime, I tried to get Lila on her mobile. I rang her fifteen times, but everytime it went to voice mail. Later, when I got home I then tried her house phone. Her mother picked up saying she hadn't seen her since the morning, well hearing this scared the hell out of me. Seeing that I was not the only one who had a link in victims to be, Lila was also blonde and fitted their (i.e. newspapers) description. That night I couln't go to sleep, I didn't have a clue where my best friend was. And I did go over to her house (across from my house, we're neighbours) to make sure she didn't make her mother lie to me, well I can tell you there was no lie, Lila wasn't there. So when I finally fell asleep, you wouldn't be surprised to hear I had the worst nightmare you could possibly think of....

Lila's corpse lay mangled and twisted in an unnatural position, her skin chalky white with her light blue eyes staring into nothingness. A pool of red liquid poured from her chest onto the forest floor. A metalic smell was strong to my nostrils and extremely sickening. Standing over her body was Kit, dagger held in his hand and a evil grin on his ugly face.

I woke up screaming into my pillow, sweat dripping from my brow and more in my sheats sticking to my body.


When I got to school I discovered Lila was absent again, this made me groan as the images from last nights dream flashed into my mind. Blanking them out, I strolled through the hall way. I recognized Jo (from the year below me and a witness to the first death) her arms were wrapped around her legs and she was sitting on the floor, smudged eyeliner plastered to her face and snivelling into a hanky.

Now what happened to her? Don't tell me it's bullying. It can't be bullying, someone who looks like Lara Croft wouldn't be bullied. Maybe she observed another crime. I'm astonished I didn't get a headache from so many thought in only a few seconds.

Getting down onto my knees, which would look hysterical to passer bys, was extremely difficult due to my mini skirt. "Urh...Jo, what's wrong?" I crawled over to her and gave her a bear hug.

"All this drama is making me emotional. They all say it's Kit, but he wouldn't have done it." She choked "He wouldn't hurt a fly and the police are clueless to who the real murderer is. It's all very....horrifying."

"Are you a 100% sure it wasn't Kit? I know he looks like a soppy puppy, yet isn't Puss-in-boots dangerous and adorable...Um well you know what I mean."

If looks could kill, I'm sure I would be dead. "Kit's my brother! I know for sure it wasn't him!"

"Oh, you two look so different....sorry." I muttered, think, think, distraction, distraction...."Well I'm gonna phone Lila, I don't know where she is."

"Lila? She's at my house."

"What she's at your house?" Why though, why would she be there?...Dumass, she's with Kit, duh. I didn't realize till it was to late, that I had grabbed hold of Jo's shoulders and was shaking her.

She shoved me off and before she could tolerate any more, I was sprinting down the hallway. With delight and the intentions to bunk off for the very first time.

Ouch...It is so unlike me to hit awall, but walls arn't soft and warm...are they? My gaze wandered over a six packed torso (covered up with black cotten, but still visible underneith) that belonged to a male. My eye's drifted up this exceedingly tall, broad shouldered figure and hovered at his slender lips. He chuckled to him self, as I arrived at his slanted grey eyes. He was gorgeous, he was Nigel. Taking in this little fact, I flinched backwards. "I'm sorry, I should have been looking where I was going."

"No no, it was all my fault. I should of been able to dodge you." He teased.

"Huh, huh" Just staring at him makes me dizzy. Imagine what a kiss would do.

"You appear to be in a hurry. Do you need any assistance?" He raised one eyebrow.

Perfect I thought sarcastically, so just being with him erases my memory. Clearing my throat, I say "Nope. You should go to english, Mrs Smith would give you lots of torment if you didn't."

"Sure if that's what you want. Well hope to see you soon." He winks, then disappears around the corner.


Sighing dreamingly, I saunter the short distance to Kit's semidetached house. When I approach his blue door, I instantly think of the movie Notting Hill, it also seems to be the only blue door in this neighbourhood. I had my fist in midair (about to knock) when the door gets thrown open.

"Karla? I thought that might be you. Jo, just phoned and said she reckons you'd come." Lila said.

"Your alive!" I screamed with joy and enclosed my arms around her. Tears sprang to my eyes and I mumbled. "I thought you got your self murdered. I've been worried sick, never do that again."

"You sounds like my mum." She tittered.

"Please be more careful."

Kit comes into view and folds his arm around Lila's waist. "Hey, do you want to come in? and I could make tea?"

Hmmm...Kit really doesn't seem like a serial killer. "Yeah that would be great."

Unseen - Chapter four

Another week later

Over the past week, Nigel and I passed each other on our way to lessons, sharing secret smiles and made eye contact. This happened quite a lot and gave me hope.


Outside hail stones lashed against the window pane. I slumped in my chair, munching on dry tasteless toast. Spread across the table was the local news paper, with the headlind...

Another Teen found Dead!

This caught my eye, so I decided to read more.

'Last week, a bunch of teenagers came across a dead girl in the local secondary school. Yesterday, a mother found another school student lying lifeless in the park.

There is a connection between the two, they both are sixteen year old girls, go to the local secondary school and are attractive blondes.

From the pattern, the police believe there's a serial killer on the loose.

At the moment, the forensics are doing tests on the bodies, to see what could of killed them.

If you know anything about their deaths, please contact the police immediately.'

After reading this distressing news, as I too fitted into their category of victims, I tossedthe paper aside and heading to the cloak room, getting my sparkly pumps off the shoe rack and putting them on my feet, grabbing my hadbag from the rail and going out of the front door.

Lila stood with her arms crossed over her chest. Staring into the distance, just outside my gate. Waiting, like every day, to go to school.

It had seemed she had slipt into her happy land, where ever that may be. I'm guessing with Kit, they weren't just going to the prom together, they had also started going out and all she could ever talk about was him.

I giggled, as I snuck up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder, then ducked behind the gate. She jumped, looking behind her self, then frowning when she saw me.

"What?" I said, all innocently.

She did her dramatic sigh. Lila, would make an excellent actress and she knows she's good at it, one of her many talents. "Lets just go." Was all she said.


When we arrived at school, we found the halls buzzing with teenagers. Some were crying, however they all were very talkative. I attempted to eavesdrop in their conversation, yet since everyone was talking over each other, I didn't get all the dialogue. Just a few words like: Alibi, murder and Kit. Which totally confused me.

Locating Mel over by the founting, Mel's the prize gossip at our school, I shoved my way through the crowded room and believe me that is very hard, when everybody is pushing into you from all sides.

"Hi Mel" I place my arm around her shoulder and steer her over to an empty corner, with Lila tagging along. "Soo...What's everyone nattering on about?"

She glanced at me, then her gaze landed on Lila's and stayed there. "You haven't heard? Well the dirt is...Kit's the murderer." Seeing Lila's startled look, she added. "Ok, they don't know for sure. But everybody is convinced it's him. It's his alibi, you see. On both occasions he was absent. First one he wasn't at lunch, he said he went to the toilet. Second, about the time of the murder in the park, he's told everybody he was jogging." She gets a packet of fags out of her trouser pocket and taking one, she lights it and puffs.

Lila sobs "It wasn't him, he wouldn't do such a thing!"

"Honey, there's more facts he could of silenced those poor girls. Diana..." She broke of and gave me a dirty look, for attempting to hide my giggles with my hand. It's just the name Diana sounds like she was asking to die. "Diana, was Kit's exgirlfriend, you know the girl you found in the hall way. She and Kit broke up several months ago. Apparently he hit her for calling him a jerk..."

"Why did she call him a jerk." I asked.

"She called him a jerk, for sleeping with her bestfriend Em. He declines it ever happened. Em just happens to be the dead girl in the park." She takes another puff and eyes us.

Lila has her hands on her hip's and stomps her foot, like in a movie when the heroine isn't getting her way. "I know it wasn't him! And if you guys wont believe me I'm out of here." and with that she barges her way through, the stampeded to the emergency exit, crying all the way.

Unseen - Chapter three

Week later

I examined my self in the mirror. My golden ringlets hang loosly down to my waist, that framed my heart shaped face and my emerald eyes peered through long lashes.

My make-up lay scattered on the worktop. Since I couldn't find the lipgloss in my hand bag, I emptied the contents out. Now that I had finished my make-up session, I placed it all back in.

Lila slouched against the cubical, filing her nails and waffling on about prom. After Kit asked me, he then asked Lila who said yes and I'm starting to think she's got a crush on him. Seeing that she hasn't stopped talking about him.

"Ok now that you've got a partner for prom, why don't we organize a way to make Nigel notice me." I interrupted.

Lila gazed into my eyes and frowned. "And how are we sappose to do that? He's quite perculiar and I have no idea what he's thinking."

I burst out laughing at her silly statement. "And you can read other peoples minds, Lila?"

"It's just he camouflages his emotions. Other people display their emotions by facial expressions and body movement."

I rolled my eyes. Lila may look airheaded but really she isn't. She had a gift of understanding people.

A couple of girls began screaming, fairly nearby. Lila and I exchanged glances, then bolted out of the lavatory. The hall way was practically empty except six girls (every one else should be in the cafeteria) The girls were huddled around something and as we came closer and barged our way through, we found out that something was a limp body resembling a peaky but pretty rag doll. I stood there traumaticed and then my brain went overload. "Is...she...dead?" I asked, though I had a queasy feeling I already knew.

The girl nearest to me nodded and started trembling. "Jo's...gone...to...get...a..teacher." She said in between sobs.

As she said that, Mrs Smith came jogging over to us, along with Jo tagging behind. She got down on her knees and inspected the body, putting her ear up to her heart and feeling for her pulse. "Hmm...Yes I suppose she's dead."

"Miss, we found her like this and when we saw she wasn't breathing. We totally freaked out...How do you suppose it happened?" Jo said.

Mrs Smith scowled. "I don't no if it's accidental or suicidal or if someone murdered her. But I do know I have to phone the police, the ambulance and her parents. And I imagine todays lessons shall be cancelled."

Half an hour later

Every one now knew about her death and the whole school was getting sent home.

Lila and I were neighbours so we both walked home together. We were both oddly quiet after todays event, not our normal talkative selves.

It was a cold, crispy day, as we trudged over snow covered paths, carefully so not to slide over on to our bottoms. Snow flakes came trickling down from up in the heavens and in the distance we could hear sirens that were heading over to the school.

Looking up I spotted Nigel over on the other side of the streat. He was wearing black from head to toe, his hands in his pockets and hood upon his head. On cue, as if he felt me looking at him, he made eye contact. My heart did a somersault and made me blush, quickly I broke the connection. I was overjoyed for him finally seeing me.