A/n: I have to take a short break on this story. I'm getting a serious case of writers block. Plus school's about to start so there's tons on my mind. But thanks for the reviews I appreciate it, and I'm sorry if this chapter isn't my best but hopefully chapter 8 will be much better and I'll try to write and post it before I start school Monday. R&R always y'all!

-Britany

Manny

"Camille? Camille, are you alright?" I opened my eyes to find a lot of people surrounding me. Camille?

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"I said are you alright, you fell pretty hard." Emma said to me helping me up.

"It worked, you can hear me...see me!" I laughed.

"Cam, do you need to see the nurse?" Emma asked. I shook my head.

"I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy. I'm going to go freshen up in the bathroom."

"You did that 10 minutes ago."

"Right and I'm doing it again." I said walking out of the gym. This was crazy. I was alive again, mind you, I wasn't myself, but it was still nice. I noticed Craig pacing the hallways. He seemed upset.

"Are you ok?" I asked coming towards him. He gave me that innocent look that always seemed to make me want to hug him. His eyes were filled with sadness and his face was paler than usual. But he was still my Craig, the same Craig I fell in love with in the 8th grade.

"Could you do me a favor?" He asked quietly.

"Uh sure. Anything." He nodded sadly and walked out into the night. Hesitantly I followed him. You never knew what Craig might do.

After I was gone Craig really changed. He didn't laugh or smile or joke around or even talk to the people he cared about. He woke up, went to school, came home did his homework and slept. He was miserable. So many nights I'd come to visit him. He would be on his bed curled up looking at the picture Emma took of us on our first date. I felt so guilty for hurting him like that.

"Where are we going?" I asked him, but it was like talking to a wall. He wasn't going to answer me. It was like he was in a trance or something. After a while he stopped walking and pointed to the cemetery. Without any explanation he started up again.

"I come here to visit Manny a lot. Usually when I'm lonely or just missing her. I just miss her so much. Especially when I come to these dances. I see all those couples and it just makes me feel awful, because the girl I love, the girl I need isn't here, she's never coming back. I have no one now." He stopped at my grave and brushed it softly. He lowered his head and covered his face. He was crying.

"Don't say that. Craig I'm here." He stopped and looked at me as though I'd slapped him in the face.

"You? Camille, what do you have to do with any of this? This is about Manny. It's always been about Manny. I just wish I could've told her how much I cared. I just wish she could've heard me." This was my chance to tell Craig how I felt about him. I didn't care if I was in Camille's body.

"Craig, I—" I don't know what happened but all of a sudden I got this funny feeling in my stomach. It was like knives stabbing me countless times. What was happening?

"Oh God!" I said grabbing my stomach, falling onto the wet freshly cut grass.

"Huh? Camille? Are you ok?" Everything was going blurry. It was just like before I died, Craig was just a worried blur shaking me to see if I was ok.

"Get the hell out of here Manny!" Camille shouted directly in my ear. Then I felt her push me, her hands wrapped around my waist. I never thought that was even possible. And then there I was, in my body again, Craig couldn't see or hear me, and Camille was laying on the grass her facial expression was a mix of anger and confusion.

Camille

"Camille?! Are you ok?" Craig asked shaking me. I pushed him off.

"No I'm not ok! Do you know what the hell happened to me?!"

"You're mad at me? You're the one who fell over and now you're yelling at me."

"Your girlfriend is a fucking psycho!"

"Hey!"

"Hey yourself! Do you know what Manny did to me? Huh?"

"What?"

"She possessed me! That's what! That wasn't me you were talking to earlier Craig. That was your crazy dead girlfriend taking over my body."

"That's not true! I did it for a reason!" Manny yelled.

"Get the hell away from me!" I shouted at her.

"What?" Craig asked confused.

"Manny, not you."

"She's here? Where are you?" Manny was standing directly in front of him.

"Right here." She answered. He quickly turned to where she was.

"Did you here that? It was like a whisper..." He heard her. Maybe if he tried hard he could see her and then she'd leave me the hell alone and go haunt her boyfriend.

"Craig are you cold?" I asked. He nodded.

"She's right in front of you." I said walking away from the two. If I was confused before about Jack's message, I understood now. He actually thought that I was going to help out Manny? I'm not a psychic, or a median, or whatever everyone thinks I am. I'm just a girl.