"Oh, great, look who's here." Said Genevieve. "Do you think she set Coraline up again?" Joseph continued. "She's done something with that smile on her face." Said Wybie. "Oh, look at that, going into the classroom with home-work. Very suspicious." Coraline cried. (Brittany was the school..I don't know how to describe it really. As the author of this story I should know this. Hmm...I know! Brittany was the school bitch, she was a bitchy as bitches can get and her brother was worse he once got suspended for breaking the P.E teachers arm. Coraline reckons it's stupid that they haven't expelled her considering it's a Private school.) The Bell rang "Better get to class." Said Coraline.

"Ok, so why did she want to attack now and not the times when I've been alone. Why have she chosen to attack when I'm a 17." Said Coraline as she walked up and down her bedroom. "It's a bit tragic really." Continued Wybie sitting on her bed. "Listen I didn't get scarred for life with this whole 'incident' for you to just to say: tragic."

"Sorry." said Wybie sarcastically. "But why, why does she have to attack me in the most awesome part of my childhood, I mean seriously."

"Well Coraline, have you no noticed ever since we threw the hand with the key down the well, I've been the only one who has seen her. And er..."

"But how do you know what she looks like?" Said Coraline suspiciously. Wybie was about to say something but he sighed instead but then he decided to tell her his secret. "Did you..did you ever wonder why I was the only one who believed that your cousin Norman could see ghosts?"

"Er no, I thought you were saying that to make him feel good."

"You know me, if I don't believe in it I say it."

"Yeah...anyway why did you believe in him?"

"Because, well, It's the same with me."

"You mean you have the 'I see dead people...all the time.' Syndrome."

"No, it's similar, you see every billionth child that is born has kinda a...what do you call it...a gift. He or she can sense and see the presence of a sprit good or bad that means demons or ghosts."

"Creepy..." Said Coraline. "How come the first time you came to my house to collect the doll. You didn't believe me?"

"Because I didn't know then. I only found out when I was 13."

"How could you not know that you could see dead people... All the time!"

"It's kind of complicated." Wybie replied. Coraline hugged him and then she kissed him on the cheek. He froze and widened his eyes. He looked down at Coraline still hugging him and smiling. So he smiled back at her.

The morning it was school. Coraline hated school. She didn't hate it because of maths and English with a side dish if all the other subjects. she hated it because of Brittany. She HATED her. Brittany's goal was to make Coraline's and her friends life a living hell.

Coraline felt worried when she was thinking what she was going to do to her today as she clipped on her shoulder braces to her skirt and put it over her white shirt with her blue tie. Then put on her blue school jumper.

When she got on the bus. She sat next to Wybie who was talking to Genevieve behind him. Coraline whispered something to him. "Last night when I kissed you, it never happened, you got that?" Wybie nodded.

Coraline felt upset when she looked at him knowing he was a year older than her and therefore it was his last year at school and she felt a bit guilty after she had said that as well.

After a few awkward seconds Wybie pulled out something from his bag. A doll. Coraline waited a few seconds to make the doll ring any bells then she realised what it was. Blue hair, yellow raincoat, black and white stocking and yellow gum boots. "Oh my lord. We can confirm it that the little spider bitch is back." Said Coraline. "I found it outside your house covered in mud yesterday after I left."

"What spider bitch? Is this another one of your video games?" Said Genevieve.

"Er, yeah. Um, it's called..." Said Coraline.

"Alice in violent land." Continued Wybie.

"Right." Said Genevieve. "Geeks." Genevieve said in her head.

The school bell rang. "I can't believed you dyed you're hair again all those years ago to...BLACK. I liked blue, it stood out." Said Joseph. "I was 15 that was my stupid era, plus it was that crappy school policy as well." Continued Coraline

"Shhhh! Don't say that too loud Mrs Jenkins is not that far away from you!"

"Oh right." Said Coraline. "It was the crappy school policy." She said a little more quietly.

"CORALINE! CORALINE JONES YEAR 11 PLEASE REPORT TO THE PRICIBLE FERNING OFFICE IMEDIETLY!" Boomed the school speaker. Coraline went to the office. "Good morning Miss Jones." Said Mr Ferning. "Um, Good morning Mr er, Ferning." Said Coraline. "I have some bad news for you."