"Hey, Fin, catch this!" Claire McTavish shouted, throwing the books around the class room. Claire was the original tomboy and was also one of my best friends. More like a sister really.

"Class, SIT!" A voice bellowed, coming from the door of the classroom. A force made all of us sit down.

Our new teacher walked in, her head held high. She was wearing a black top and white skinny jeans, (as long as teachers look nice they can wear whatever they want) her shoulder-length black hair bounced as she walked.

But she wasn't the person I was looking at; a girl was following her, the girl as about my age, with long blondie-browinie hair which waved around her shoulders. She was wearing pink jeans with big openings at the bottom and a black top just over her stomach, showing a blue belly-bottom ring. The girls eyes swept along the room, he eyes were the colour of a thousand sparkling diamonds.

"Fin, what ya looking at?" My other best friend – and boyfriend of Claire- Peter Slater asked, waving a hand in front of my face.

"God, shut up loser!" His sister, Katie Slater, hissed from the front of the room.

It amazed how to twins with the same upbringing could be so different. They had the same parents same house, but they were so different. They looked the same, they both had blonde hair – expect Katie's was long – the same hazel eyes. They weighed the same – well, they looked the same weight – and they were the same height.

Claire turned to give Katie the evils; her red hair accidently whipped me in the face. "Oh shut up, Katie," She snarled.

The teacher started to write her name on the black board.

Miss Horsley

The girl was still looking around the rooms, I noticed that she had no shoes on and her toes were painted blue to match her belly button. She had a bracelet on her wrist, it had best friend engraved onto a love heart.

Finally he eyes rested onto mine, it was like we were in a private staring contest. I should probably explain why no one else was looking at the strange girl with big blue eyes. The answer was simple.

The girl was dead.

The girl was a ghost.

I was the only one who could see her.