Tuesday was different. When we exit the car I let Mikey grab my hand. I heard the whispers as we walked down the seemingly never ending hallway. When I reached the anatomy class he kissed my cheek, "don't worry Sam we'll get through this."

That line never crossed was done, I was okay with it. He was safe, an extreme difference from the danger and heated passion that was Danny. Before he could leave I pulled him into a kiss and backed myself against the wall. I claimed him. I made us official.

I heard the familiar sizzle that was angry ectoplasm. I pushed past Danny into home room, for once I felt as little as I possibly could while walking past him.

I sat in my seat directly in front of him, i could feel his glare on my back. All while kwan talked my ear off about this girl from another school he met. We went over bones in the skull, frontal, temporal, extra.

Then moving on to english, i sat in my seat next to Mickey his hand on my thigh the whole lesson, during our last few minutes of class we laughed and talked. This in how everything should be, just a normal girl with a normal guy enjoying time together. No ghost, no bloody messes to clean up, it felt safe.

At lunch mikey and i sat at a tree outside. Though i'm not into, and never have been into PDA we spent a good amount of time making out. It was my big fuck you to the idiots at casper.

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My day went by and i was back at home in my night dress doing homework, i went over my government notes. When my phone rang "hi sam this is kyle from amity center, we need you down here with ida we believe, well that we'll lose her soon"

I quickly put on leggings and a sweater, running out to get my keys. I left a voicemail on my mom and dads travel phone.

When i got there, she was in her bed. Stiff and blue. Kyle and another worker stood over her body.

Then my grandma's eyes and empty. Rising like a marionette. "You are never going to be safe."

As the vision of her blurred a haunting laugh echoed in the room.

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I woke up with a start, i was sobbing. I hadn't had a nightmare like that in ages. I never thought that i would have one again. I sat in the dark crying for what felt like hours. Then shivered the temperature dropped then went back up almost instantly.

In my half asleep haze it was familiar and comforting. I fell back asleep with one more breeze.

Morning came way too soon for my liking i woke up to my alarm.i was wednesday so my first period, technically fifth was free. Walking to the kitchen in my robe I was able to smell fresh pancakes. There was marge, she had been a maid since i was eight, making my favorite vegan blueberry pancakes.

" , i couldn't sleep and i know you were home alone for a while so i decided to make you breakfast, keep you company." she smiled her light hair flecked with gray.

"Thank you Marge, sit with me," the older woman gave me a warm smile as she sat opposite to me. "Did you have a nightmare too?"

"Yes, i'm afraid it hasn't been the same since i lost my rodrigo last month," she sighed eyes watering. Rodrigo was her husband they met when she first started working here he worked out in the garden. "You know the last few weeks he had horrible nightmares too. Poor soul."

"He was a good man, he taught me all I knew about plants," i smiled sadly, he really was apart of the family i created for myself as a child. "It's sad to hear his last night's weren't easy."

"Alas child nothing more we can do," her face brightened. "Correct me if i'm wrong samantha but did i see a young man leaving here the other evening, after not seeing him even enter?" she cocked a delicate eyebrow.

"It was Mickey, he was over cheering me up."

"Yet you blush my sweet." she scooted out of her chair and picked up the mess from breakfast.

I grumbled annoyed that she knew so much and walked back up the stairs. I went and showered.

I sat looking at my reflection, in only a robe my hair tangled in a lilac towel. I pat the hair down and put the towel in its hamper. Staring at myself, i dropped the robe. I honestly have come to terms with myself but at times i feel like that insecure thing from two years ago.

I looked my face was fairly plain and the porcelain skin had a few hints of red, and some stress acne. My eyes were a abit too round, and the violet color was weird, my top lip was oddly round though they were admirably nicely full. Moving down to the curve of my neck i saw discoloration from scars, to my honestly fair for my body sized chest going lower toward my bikini line were the scars.

These scars aren't from fighting, they were for every cruel word said, every so public kiss between the guy I thought I loved and the bitch who took him.

I put on the robe and blew out my hair, then ran a straightener through it. I found some ripped up jeans and a black crop top with a purple misfits logo across it. I let my hair go down to its length before putting in the half up half down.

I did my usual make up, before checking the time. 8:50 i had another hour till second period.

I cleaned my vanity and put my dirty clothes in the washer. I grabbed my bag phone and car keys and went out. Right as i arrived at casper the bell signalling sixth period went off, so i had A.P art class, it was kind of like a whatever period because no one had instruction. So I opted for watercolor paper, i sat and sketched out what i saw last night in my dream the hospital room as well as my grandmothers lifeless face.

"Is that ida?'' tucker's voice spooked me from my side. "That's morbid sam, but i must say it looks great."

Tucker and i were on okay terms, when the group went our separate ways tucker did not take sides. But he also had a girlfriend, a mayorship, and the tech club to keep him busy. So like one would guess he just drifted.

"Thanks Tuck. and i see that your peace looks wonderful as always." tucker used ap art as an excuse to put together and sketch blueprints for his new inventions. The boy had a talent.

"So i don't want to beat around the bush or anything, but you and mickey?" he wanted the news.

"Yeah, it's pretty new." I sighed, "we only got together monday but i guess it was something that was coming."

"Nathan told me he had been staring after you since sophomore year, but back then you only had eyes for-"

"If you want to live you won't say it." he put his hands up in defence and walked back to his station.

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It started raining at lunch, so I spent it in lancers class with mickey. Danielle and her friends sat in the back. Her trying to get the bleached haired boys attention. As he blushed seriously at her Attempts to flirt. I remember being like that constantly washing the girls attempts to float. I remember men like that constantly blushing with the ghost kid to blame.

" hey Sammy, I think we should talk about what's happening."Mikey his his face in his hoodie.

" you're right you're one of my closest friends, basically my only friend. I don't wanna ruin that but if you're willing to try i'm happy to as well." I leaned into him.

He licked his lips, "I'm way more than willing."

I didn't hesitate putting my lips on his a lot smaller than the kisses we've shared before.

"Miss manson that isn't appreciated" lancer sighed his tone was lazy.

"Sorry mister lancer, won't happen again," i laugher and rested my head on mikey's chest, as his arms wrapped around my waist and i picked up my book to read.

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Once the final bell rang I grabbed mikeys hand and walked out to my car.

"oh , Danny looke the losers are finally together," paulia smugly announced. "Probably already spread her legs for him."

"Lina stop." his eyes were glowing but she continues. "Lina, i would stop unless you want the whole school to know how we got together, and lets not forget at one pint i was a loser at once."

I stood shocked at what i heard then drove home.

I pulled mikey up to my room. I wanted to test some limits, i put my stuff down and pulled him next to me onto my bed. Pulling my sweater off leaving me in my tank and pants. I pulled him by his collar and smashed my lips onto his. Hungerly i just wanted to feel him.

Once his tongue began to push against mine i leaned down andeling him so i landed on my plush covers and he was half on top of me.

This entire time his hands stayed at my waist i pulled it up to my chest. Biting his lip and pulling. "Touch me?" my voice pleading.

"Dammit sam, i can't at least not today." he got up, hair messy and lips swollen, "let's work on those chapters for fahrenheit."

Though he read to me as we laid there, it wasn't enough, maybe he wasn't.