Chapter 1: The Curse

Ally's POV

I've always thought there was something wrong with my life. My parents divorced when I was little, and my mother gained my custody. Therefore, I was separated from my father; the only one who understood me. We've been living in Seattle since my childhood, until the ghosts came. Next thing you know, my mother was dead. The police never figured out how she was killed, though, but I knew. They would probably just think I'm crazy though. You would too, right?

Well, I've really never remembered a time in my life when the ghosts weren't there. I used to try to tell my mom about them, but they threatened they would kill her. Sadly, when I told her, the ghosts didn't back down on their promise. Besides, it not like she ever believed me anyway. I'm pretty sure she would have probably put me through counseling. I mean, it's not like the ghosts could ever harm me, they just scared me. A lot.

With my mother being dead, the police, of course sent me to my father in Miami. He had been waiting for me there, and I was super happy to see him again. But most of all, I was happy to get away from the ghosts. I had gotten away from them, right?

Wrong.

It was easy at first in Miami, mostly because it was summer, and I hadn't felt the need to make any new friends. Of course, something had to come along to make things worse. I've tried to work it out, but all I know is that these lost souls have been following me for as long as I can remember. It's almost as if they were somehow assigned to me in some way.

All this does, indeed, bring me to the present. They day school starts. And I'm not happy about it one bit.

Nobody's POV

"Wake up, honey! School is starting in an hour!"

Ally rubbed her eyes and stretched. She looked at her alarm clock sleepily, and saw what the time was. "Oh crap, I'm late."

Ally jumped out of bed, threw on a skirt and t-shirt and sprinted down the stairs where breakfast was waiting. "Hey, Ally-cat. Sleep well?"

Ally shrugged. "Only if you consider being watched all night by unseen eyes a good night's sleep."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

Ally gulped down her milk and finished the rest of her cereal in record time. Ally's dad, Lester, was still drinking his coffee when Ally was about to head out the door.

Lester sighed and shook his head, amused. "Have a nice day, honey. Love you!"

"Love you too, dad!"

Ally walked on to the bus very slowly, careful not to show any signs of nervousness. And she was not very successful, might I add. As soon as she stepped foot on the first step, people started mocking her. "Well, if it isn't Miss Fashion Disaster!" One of the popular girls had said. Ally just ignored all the rude remarks and took a seat in the very back of the bus. At the last stop, though, someone came to sit down beside Ally. It was a short Latina girl with curly hair, and looked about the same age as Ally. "Hi." Ally greeted. "Hey, my name is Trish. Are you new here?"

"Yeah, I've just moved into the neighborhood down there." Ally pointed to the general direction her house was in. "Really? You live in Mr. Lester's house?!"

Ally was a little puzzled. "Yeah, what's so wrong about it?"

Trish hesitated at first, but soon gave in. "Well, it's just that…that house is rumored to be cursed. It is said that whoever is born in that house is also cursed."

Ally gulped. She was born in that house. Was that where the ghosts came from? Was it because she was cursed? It all seemed way too unlikely to believe.

"Does that mean I'm cursed?" Ally dared to ask.

Trish shrugged. "Probably not. It's just a rumor."

Ally smiled and went a long with it, but on the inside, she was actually a little worried. Trish relaxed for a few seconds, but suddenly started talking again. "Hey, I forgot to ask you what your name was!" Ally smiled a little. "It's Allison, but please just call me Ally."

"OK, Allison."

Ally elbowed Trish playfully. "OK, fine, Ally."

Ally smiled again and continued to talk with Trish while unintentionally gaining the attention of a certain young blonde.

"Austy, could you show Brooke how we treat people who disobey us?" Kira, the leader of the popular group, asked with a pouty face. Austin wasn't really paying attention, so she elbowed him. "Boyfriend, I need you to show this girl that we mean business!" Austin suddenly snapped out of it and started listening. "Huh? Oh, uh, yeah, OK."

Ally's POV

I think I've actually made my first friend in Miami! This is a nice, yet not so nice, way to start the school year. I guess that whole, being cursed drama kind of ruined it all. But still, I guess I might actually survive this year!

I just had to say that, didn't I?

After a little bit more thought, the school bus finally screeched to a halt. Trish laughed a little. "Welcome to Marino High School, Ally. Otherwise known as Hell. I'm sure you're going to like this year. Please note the sarcasm."

I almost thought about telling Trish about the ghosts, but they kept on threatening me again.

Stay quiet, Allison. You're not blowing our cover again. It will be the same as last time. Trish de la Rosa will die if you go any closer to telling her about us.

There they go again. They can even find me at school. I think the word, Hell, is an understatement. This feeling is something much worse than that. Something that I am very used to.

Insanity.

Hi everyone! I am writing this new horror story, and I really hope you enjoyed this first chapter of it! This is one of my first fanfic that I am having help with. GrayxSilver is helping me with some of the fanfic, and we have both enjoyed this story so far, so I really hope you do, too! Please keep reading! R&R!