Exploring a Star

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Michael/Hazel POV

Class ended shuffling out the door when Lancer called on me.

"Ms. Wellington can I have a word with you?" Lancer asked. I nodded and went up to his desk. The class was empty except for us two and I didn't really want to be in the class longer than I needed to.

"Yes Mr. Lancer?" I said as I listed the possible things that I've done. Over the few weeks I've been in school I was a good student compared to my old life.

"I wanted to speak with you about your color contacts. Recently when you started coming to Casper High, you've been the talk of the school and you're more popular than the last event.." Lancer choked a bit when he mentioned my departure, which kinda chocked me up a bit too. Nobody wanted to bring up their death (well, if you had a second chance like me), so it was understandable why Lancer was upset. "Anyway would you mind taking your colored contacts off?"

I chuckled a little as I there was no possible explanation that would explain why I had different color eyes. No excuse would be good enough.

"Mr. Lancer I know I've been the blazing headlines of the school but I can't take off my eyes, I'm not wearing contacts, and I'm sorry for what had happened." I said remorselessly. I didn't know what else to say so I kinda shuffled my small feet and wait for Lancer to dismiss me.

"Ms. Wellington you remind me of a student, a student who recently deceased. Oh, I'll discuss this another time, seem like Ms. Sanchez is bothering the trio." I looked where he was facing and saw Paulina talking with Danny and the others. 'Really bitch' I thought in my head. I turn back to Lancer and said "It's not a trio if its a group of four." Then I walked out the classroom and purposely bumped into Queen Bitch.

I saw Danny look confuse and looked at Sam, as to see if she did it. Naturally I was annoyed being as I was short (At this moment being a girl was the last thing on my mind except when it matters) so I kicked his leg, not hard but enough to get his attention.

"Ow! Why?" He said as he jumped up and down. You think that a half ghost with ghost abilities would take pain that was inflicted by a short girl. Disappointing.

"Well that's the last time I help you with your pest problem." I mumbled a I walked to my locker. Well my new locker considering the circumstances. As I enter the code (12-20-19) I felt someone was watching me. Of course I knew who it was.

"Dash get away from me, I already told you I'm not interested." I said as I turn to see Tucker. My cheeks probably went red as I cleared my throat.

"You know, I'm pretty offended. I'm smart and I'm pretty sure I'm not a douche…" Tucker said. I rolled my eyes and gasp. I hated ghosts and that statement would see random if you didn't know about my abilities. Kind of like Danny's, I could sense ghost but mines was different. How? Well since his ghost sense involved cold air from his breath mines came from my spine. Yes, I literally felt goose bumps from ghosts. Even Danny set it off most times. So right now, in the hallways by the lockers was me getting a chill.

"Tucker, where's Danny and Sam?" I asked after receiving a strange look from the geek. I mimicked the way he was looking at me out of annoyance. That seem to snap him out of his daze. He quickly typed some stuff on his PDA and looked up to me.

"They went to the nasty burger." He said, clearly lying and clearly trying to come up with a more believable story.

"You're lying, where are they." I said in a tough tone. He ruffled my hair and laughed. Okayy not so tough.

"Fine if you must know," He gotten serious when he said that. Oh boy.

"We had a friend, Michael Lee, who died sometime after summer vacation ended." Tucker looked like he was gonna tear up.

"He saved somebody from getting sexaully assaulted but you know, if you be a hero then something gonna go wrong for you."

"He got shot six times in the stomach, punched in the face, a sprained ankle, and a broken hand." I kinda forgot how to breath when he mentioned that and I wanted to know how he knew that.

"Wow, um how you know about that? I mean you wasn't like family, no offence." I said, kicking myself mentally for saying that. Tuck shook his head and continued the tale about the aftermath of my death.

"None taken and you'd be surprised to know that his mother told us. Can you believe it? His own mother shared private info to us. She told us that she's never seen her son so happy with anybody other than us. Beside his old group of friends of course." Tucker was staring at the ground now and believe me I was happy that he was. Saves me from explaining why I'm crying into my hoodie. I've seen Tucker so serious about anything besides technology and even then he's sporting a smile. At the moment the bell rung, signaling that it was time to go home.

"They went to see Michael's family and I was suppose to be with them but…"

"You want to walk a cute girl to her house?" I said jokingly as I dried up my tears, throwing up a little in my mouth but it wasn't bad(...It was bad).

Tucker laughed and push me to the door. We started walking out the school and was headed for the sidewalk until Tucker stopped me.

"I wanted you to come with us and I'll be very upset if something happened to you." He said it like it was regretful of something. I chewed on my red sweatshirt contemplating on whether I should go or not. I was going to regret this.

"Fine, I have nothing better to do."

Danny POV

Skulker really gave me a beating and would've continue if he didn't stop and mentioned Michael. How'd he knew was beyond me but I DID know what the aftermath of out battle was going to be. After a ghostly wail and a quick transformation, Sam and I was walking to Michael's place.

"A warning would've been great but it's fine that I could hear in one ear." Sam said sarcastically. Ever since Michael's death, Sam has been on edge and more snaky. The only reason she was even sane was because of Hazel. Speaking of which the girl was tolerable when she was in a good mood.

"Sorry Sam but he surprised me and I gotten angry." I apologized. I was sensitive about the topic and regretted not being there with him. I could've prevented it and I always was searching for him in the ghost zone.

"It's fine Danny but you got to stop beating yourself up. Now I don't know what Michael would've want but I know he doesn't want you like this."

"I know, I should say the same for you. You were literally the last person to see him." Sam just nodded as we kept walking. The reason why we was because we wants to help Michael's mom with the funeral arrangements and packing up old things.

When we arrived I saw someone I recognized instantly.

"Hey guys!" Hazel waved to us as we walked through the front door. I looked towards Tucker, who was very interested in some notebooks all of a sudden.

"Hey Hazel, I thought we'd see you at school tomorrow." Sam said after getting over the surprise guest. Hazel twirled her finger around her hair which was a kind of sandy color brown.

"Well Tucker practically begged me and I didn't have anything planned. Plus it's good to meet new people..who are crying over their dead son…." She kinda trailed off and went into a daze.

I glared at Tucker but whatever he was reading really peaked his interest.

"What ya reading Tuck." I ask angrily. Apparently Tucker read something because he started shaking his head and mumbled no. Meanwhile Hazel snapped out her daydreaming state and talked to Michael's mother who I just notice for the first time. Back when her son was alive, she was mostly energetic and strict sometimes but she was okay most of the time. Now she was just faded and not there most of the time, just crying to herself. Anyway, Hazel was talking to her trying her hardest to cheer her up. The weird thing was it was like Hazel known her for years by the way she was talking.

"I never knew your son but I can tell he wouldn't want to see you like this." Hazel said soothingly. Michael's mom, Tinisha, nodded to Hazel's word. I felt a tug and turn to see Tucker. He was nervously reading the notebook and I saw who's it was.

"Danny. This is one of Michael Journals." He said in a whisper.

"Okay. What's wrong. It's not like he had a secret or anything." I said at a normal volume. Hazel look and turn sheet white at the notebook but she saw that I was looking and turn back to what she was doing.

"Exactly he didn't have a secret but you do!" He whispered aggressively. We were in the livingroom of Tinisha's house and we were on the sofa next to Hazel and Tinisha. Sam had went to the kitchen earlier on. I got up and pulled Tuck over to the front door.

"What are you trying to say and you better not be joking." I said in a nervous tone.

Tucker showed me a page which read: The boy was hero when danger was around but a normal teenage boy when it was a calm day. Benny was half ghost and half human. His best friends, an emo girl named Cam and a science nerd named Buck, was his sidekicks but equal sidekicks. Whenever trouble was around, Benny was always ca-

That's was it. I guess Michael had gotten tired at that moment but besides that, MY SECRET HAD BEEN BLOWN.

"Oww!" I heard a shrill voice yelled. I looked back and saw that Hazel was holding her head.

"You okay?" I asked. The look she gave would made me full ghost even without the multi colored eyes.

"Just peachy." She grumbled.

Hazel/Michael POV

After the visit to my old place I was going to head home when Sam asked to walk with me.

"It's just that I don't want any repeats of what happened." She said as we walked down Lemon street. This is where the confusion started as I knew Sam was wondering were we was going.

"I hope your place is down this street because the next street is where the rich folks live." No duh! Of course she knew where the rich folks cause she was a rich folk. The reason I knew that because in my previous life, Tucker told me that Sam was rich. It was because I saw her walking on the exact same street we were walking on. "I don't want your hopes to die but I am a rich folk." I said. I mean nobody asked if I was rich (mainly because Danny probably told them and the A-lister are too busy with my face, mainly the dudes) and I wasn't keeping it a secret. Sam didn't show any emotion but just kept walking.

Five minutes later we was walking up to my place. My feet were hurting from all the walking we had to do. I still could not believe the luck I had earlier this day.

*Flashback*

I was in the school bathroom, no shoes or bookbag and no excuse for how I got there either. "Fuck…" I mumbled as I heard the tardy bell. My thoughts were jumbled as I panicked. I went into a stall and tried calming down. Then I heard the door open and saw two four pairs of shoes walking in the bathroom. I recognized the shoes instantly. Paulina and Star. They walked towards the sink and was chattering about something.

"See, she's not here. I guess I scared her off." Paulina chuckled and I guess Star had a look that didn't agree with her because Paulina continued. "What? You wasn't here when she had everyone's attention, acting like she was unique and special." I rolled my eyes as I had to fight the urge to slam open the stall door and punch her. "So you're jealous that everyone is talking about her and that's she's in the center of attention?" Star asked in a contemplative tone. I think that was the case with her. Paulina was the Queen Bee at Casper High and part of the popular group. Now before I showed up after my death, Paulina was the prettiest girl in the school. All the guys and nerds (Danny and Tucker most of the time) gawked at her or drooled when she walked by.

"I'm not jealous, it's just that everyone was talking about some loser who died. Then she comes along and they're talking about her." Paulina huffed and sighed. I heard movement and saw feet in the stall next to me. At this moment I wanted to know more info, so I stayed quiet. "That "loser" saved someone and plus why are you bothered by her?"

"She just irks me and she became fast friends with the loser trio fast."

That's was all that I heard before I blacked out for a couple of seconds and came to in my personal bathroom. Then it was just straight to school

*Flashback over*

I groaned internally as Sam ransacked my closet, which had all my girly clothes and shoes. Yuck!

"Is there a reason my closet interests you?" I ask as a hanger flew in my direction.

"You have a lot of clothes in here and you cover up in a hoodie." She said in shock, pulling out a green shirt with glitter on it. To be honest, it was nice looking even it I wasn't comfortable with the situation. I s took the green shirt away from her and laid it out on my bed.

"Because i'm cold most of the time, I don't want to get sick." I said, not really lying since in my old life I was always cold. Sam rolled her eyes and closed my closet door. She dusted herself off and sat on my bed. I picked up all my clothes while glaring at her and asked why was she here and not at home.

"Well because I'm rich too and my parents are sometime glad that i'm out late. Also I told them I was spending the night here." She said as she checked her phone. Yeah I must've been daydreaming at that part cause I did recall her calling someone on her phone. I had to fake a surprised look on my face so it wouldn't look like I already knew she was rich.

"Wait, why aren't you with the A-listers?" I asked with pure curiosity. She never gave a reason to why she wasn't with them before, you know back when I was a guy. Mostly because she'd evade the question or pretend like she didn't hear me. Right now she was chewing her bottom lip and twiddling her fingers.

"Because of Danny," she said as a sigh escaped her lips. "I known him since second grade and even if I wanted to become popular, which I don't want to, I couldn't because Danny made it where I didn't need to be popular." She continued as I got out a sleeping bag. I kinda got quiet and was just preparing her resting place for her.

"Well, I don't have a response to that, but I do know that's a nice and emotional reason. You should tell him how you feel." I said. Sam didn't give an alarmed emotion but nodded in agreement. Minutes later in the same room, we was watching a horror movie with Sam in her spray painted sleeping bag (She was taking it home with her in the mourning).

The movie wasn't that scary, even though I did cower in my bed, but besides that it gave me time to think about my mom. To be honest, I almost cried. Three. Fucking. Times. My mom back then was a fun, sometimes serious, and a lot of other things. Now she was just fragile and broken. I understand to well though, I was her first born. When Tucker and I were walking there he told me that my mom wanted to plan a funeral for me but didn't have enough cause she wanted to move from a

Amity. So it was either have a funeral or move. I remember when I saw her. Sad, broken, fragile. I didn't see my younger siblings anywhere and I founded out that they was staying over our grandmother's house for a little while.

"Hazel!" Sam voice startled me. I looked over to where she was and saw that she was glaring at me.

"Sorry. You sleepy?" I asked meekly. She nodded and that was my cue to turn the tv and lights off. Tomorrow was going to be the day I discovered what kind of powers I had.

(A/N): Sorry for the wait I had some complications like a cracked phone and school. Also I'm typing on a phone and I know I have grammar and punctuation mistakes. I will fix them. Until then, Taco out