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Chapter 2 (Shadowland)

I had to look good for the first day of school. I chose a pair of sophisticated black pants, a forest green top and my trusty leather jacket. It had been three days since I had first gotten to California.I mostly hung out, unpacked some of my stuff, chilled at the beach and tried to avoid Paul. Yes, the ghost has a name. Paul Slater.

I could tell my mom wasn't too happy about my outfit but she didn't comment fortunately. She just stared at me and gave me her winning look which I tottaly shrugged off.

My mom drove Sleepy, Dopey and Doc to school. I have I mentioned that this school is a very old catholic school (old more ghosts more work for Suze).

A soon as we pulled at up Doc, Sleepy and Dopey jumped out and ran to their home rooms. Mom and I walked side by side to the principal's office. I hope this principal is nicer than my old one. Well, sure, I burned down the gym but…but-Oh, hell. Whatever.

A plump middle aged lady with cropped brown hair and thick glasses behind a wooden desk with a huge crucifix behind her. Yep. It was humongous and was very realistic with scabs, scrapes and gory wounds.

"I have an appointement with Father Domonic concerning my daughter, Susannah Simon" my mother's voice broke in, with a sweet smile. My gaze was still transfixed on the crucifix.

"Jesus weeps tears when you graduate a virgin, and I should know…my sister" a voice behind me came. For a horrible second, I thought it might be Paul…but there is no way Paul can sound that warm. I whirled around to find a boy with floppy brown hair and chocolate eyes. I giggled but stopped when I saw my mom's face.

"Adam Mctavish"

"Suze Simon"

"Adam, go to class" the plump lady ordered him icely. He turned around and walked out after shooting me a smile.

Mom and I walked into Father Dom's office.

"Ah. You must be Susannah Simon… and Mrs. Ackerman" Father Domonic said. He wore a long black robe and had snow white hair and blue eyes. I fought off the urge to correct him. I just, like Suze better.

A few minutes later, Father Dom and I were walking down the hall and my mom had gone back home.

"So, Susannah. Is it true that you burned down your former school's gym?" Father Dom asked.

"Uh,yeah" I answered sheepishly.

"First, I'll show you to your locker and then take you to your home room" Father Dom didn't pursue the 'gym on fire' subject.

"Ok"

We approached my new locker. I sighed. Not because of the locker but because there was a ghost infront of it. Her blond hair was flowing past her shoulders and blue eyes were sparkling. I glared at her. Father Dom eyed her. He eyed her! He can see her!

"Y-you can…see her?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes and so can you…I thought so" I marveled at how calm his voice sounded.

"That's why there aren't many ghosts around her!" I exclaimed.

"You're a mediator?"

"Oh no. I'm a shifter"

"You're a shifter" he sounded amazed "maybe one day you can…show me your powers" he lowered his voice. Before I could answer a bitchy voice cut in.

"Uh, hel-lo! I am here, y'know" she whined "…and who the hell are you, bitch?"

"Uh. I am Suze Simon, a shifter and my foot will be up your ass in a minute if you don't change your tone, missy. This guy is a priest" I snarled at her. Father Dom coughed behind me.

"Duh. I know that. He's been like trying to get rid of me all week"

I punched her in the face and she disspeared.

"Coward" I mumbled under my breath.

"We'll talk later. I should get you to class" Father Dom said.

There were only two seats empty in the whole class room. There was one next to some snooty Barbie-girl blond and one next to a girl with skin and hair so white, that she could only be an albino. I went to sit next to the albino girl. I also noticed that Adam was in my class; I offered a little smile as I walked past.

"Go sit next to the freak why don't you" the friend of the blond girl who sat next infront of me.

"Shut up, before I break all your fingers" I hissed at her. Then Mr.Walsh (A/N: I'm not sure if that's his name but I couldn't be stuffed to check) started talking about something way boring.

I sat next to CeeCee and Adam at lunch. CeeCee was the albino girl. She's very nice. Then I remembered, the dead girl. I should asked.

"Um…Has there been any deaths or anything in town lately?" I asked. They looked at me like I was crazy.

"I like always…uh, ask weird questions"

"Oh yeah…me too" CeeCee burst "There was this girl, Heather who um…died. Thzt's why there was a …spot open". Thanks for telling me why there was suddenly a spot open, mom.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Blew her brains out infront of her ex's mom. Can you pass me the chips, Cee?" Adam cut in.

"Ad-am" CeeCee nudged him.

"Bryce Martinson was Heather's ex" CeeCee pointed to the guy the good looking guy that was hanging out with Sleepy. No wonder he looks so glum. "They were Christmas shopping and Heather mentioned that she liked a certain ring-so he dumped her which was very male of him. Heather started writing and calling him, trying to get him back but she couldn't. So, on New Year's Eve, she sot herself on the martinson's doorstep. It was a real tragedy". Evven though this girl was a total bitch before to me, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Behind me, Adam snorted.

"A tragedy? A tragedy? It was a relief, you mean" Adma snapped.

"Adam" CeeCee warned.

After lunch I was walking down the hall, when I spotted Heather. I envied the people that were just passing through her like she was thin air. She had an evil glint in her eye and she was heading straight for…Bryce. Oh god. Oh god. She was going to throw the wooden barrier down on him. Without thinking, I lept and pushed Bryce out of the way.

"Suze, Bryce. Are you ok?" I heard a bunch of people. I was about to answer until I noticed that I was laying on top of a major hottie who was ASKING ME OUT! Yes!