A/N Let me introduce you to Fate's Ghost's sequel, Under Their Skin. It starts straight after Chapter 20 of FG, so I suggest those who are new to the story, at least read Chapter 20. Here's the link - http/ Anway, enjoy Chapter 1, and dont forget to review! Last, but not least, I own Lollie and Drew, but any other characters, are Meg Cabot's by right.

Chapter 1

I turned to Paul.

"I'm guessing this wasnt your birthday present?" I said, jerking my head at the ghost on my bed.

She can't have been more than eleven. She had the type of hazel eyes that were more mahogany than green, but still couldn't qualify to be brown. I knew this quality. Because this girl's eyes were also my own.

"No, really," I said to her. "Joke's over. Who the hell are you?"

"I told you," she replied. "I'm Lollie. Your sister."

This kid may have only been about eleven, but she had about two tonnes too much attitude.

"I don't think so," I said. "Last time I checked, I dont even have an alive sister. How could I have a dead one?"

"For your information, Suzie, I'm not dead."

"Oh yeah? Coz ya kinda look like it to me."

"Girls!" yelled Paul, actually stepping between us. "Save the sisterly squabbles for after your party, OK?"

"OK," I said. "But she's not my sister."

xxxx

"You ok?" asked Jesse. We were slow dancing to some slow hip-hop thing Dopey had slipped into his sound system for an excuse to feel up Kelly Prescott.

"I guess, just weirded out," I said.

"How come?"

"Um... just the fact that I have a sister who's a ghost."

"What?"

Jesse pulled away in surprise. Let me tell you something, Jesse is the most adorable confused person in the world. He wears the expression well.

"A ghost sister? So she was born before you?"

"Who knows?" I asked. "According to her she's not even dead," I answered.

"Is she your parent's child, or just your half-sister?"

"I don't know," I admitted, ashamed. "I was refusing to believe I even had a sister."

"You should talk to her," said Jesse seriously. "Maybe you she'll tell you who her parents are."

"OK," I replied. "You should rest now, go home. Haven't you got SATs to revise for?"

"Yeah," said Jesse sheepishly. "Goodnight." He kissed me lightly and stroked my newly-engaged hand.

I sighed. All this drama was just too much for one seventeenth birthday. A fiancee, and a sister all in one night? I stared over at my guests. Kelly had just slapped Brad, Paul was chatting to Debbie, who was eyeing up Drew. I had to admit, even my eyes were wandering.

Bad Suze, I scolded. You love Jesse, you should not be checking out other guys.

I let my eyes watch him one last time, then I walked up to Sleepy.

"Hey," I whispered. "Get 'em out, I need my beauty sleep."

"Sure thing, Sleeping Beauty."

He walked over to the hot-tub and yelled, "SNAKE!"

Kelly Prescott shrieked and grabbed Brad's arm. Debbie ran for it. Paul and Drew stayed nonchalantly behind, though Drew wore a worried look. Once everyone else had fled out of fear, Paul strode up to me.

"Nice work, Simon. See ya in school." He handed me a small parcel. I waited until he was outta sight, then unwrapped it. I held the silver chain between my fingers and read the inscription.

To Suze, it read. Happy 17th! From Paul.

From Paul. No love. Did this mean Paul had finally gotten over me?