(Narrator: Jade)

Well at least I can get out of this bed now.

'Yeah, now at least we can go to class.'

Zack, is all you think about is school?

'Yes, I mean, No!'

Uh, hu.

'If I thought only about school then I would be in class already.'

Come on then, lets go.

(narrator: Dennis)

I am so bored. I hate math, when will I ever use this in real life?

(narrator: me)

Jade and Zack suddenly walked into the class room.

(narrator: Dennis)

What? She is out of bed already. I has only been two hours. She must be tougher than she looks.

'Oh, Mr. Kannis and Ms. Kannis I see that you are feeling better. Class this is Sandra.........'

Jade cut her off. 'JADE!'

'Right, Jade Kannis and her brother Zackary.........'

Zack cut her off. 'ZACK!'

'Alright, Zack Kannis. They are new students, Jade, Zack you may sit here and here.'

Jade and Zack took their seats and Jade ended up right next to me.

'Now class, like all new students Jade and Zack will come up in front of class, state their names, tell a little about themselves, and as custom state the power that they posses. Jade, why don't you start.'

Jade stood up and glanced at me. Then she walked up to the front of the room.

(narrator: Jade)

The teacher called me to the front of the class. I glanced at Dennis hoping he wasn't paying attention to me, unfortunately he was. When I got to the front of the class the teacher told me to state my full name, I felt like I was in a court room and the other students was the jury, the teacher the lawyer, and Dennis was the judge.

My name is Sandra Jade Kannis, and my brother and me moved here from Las Angeles, California. I then looked over at Zack, then glanced at Dennis. He was staring hard at me and I at him.

'Ms. Kannis? Would you tell the class your gift?'

Um, my gift is when I touch things or people even dead people I see when, where, and how they died or are going to die.

'OK, thank you Ms. Kanjis you may take your seat.'

As I walked back to my seat I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I sat down and looked over towards Dennis. He was still staring at me but not in fear like everyone else was. He stared at me in understanding and in a way of pity. The teacher called Zack up to the front of the class.

'Mr. Kanjis.'

Dennis leaned over his desk until his face was even with my desk.

'Hello again.'

Hi.

'Are you feeling better?'

Yeah.

'Good.'

Why?

'Because I thought that maybe I might be able to get a date out of you.'

What makes you say that?

'I don't know. Will you?'

Will I what?

'Go out with me?'

When?

'How about this Friday?'

Sure.

'Really?!'

Yeah.

'Cool, how about seven?'

Ok.