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A/N Here's chapter two! I hope you like the story so far. Please review :) Thanks loves- Elliana xx

'Why was Derek in such a rush today? He drove to school without me, he's so annoying! What is his problem? I didn't even do anything to make him act like that... Actually, now that I think about it, he was acting really weird, even weirder than usual, he wouldn't even look me in the eye. Hm, I wonder what's-'

"Hey, are you listening?"

Snap.

"Huh?" Casey blinked and turned around to look at her best friend, Emily Davis. She had been talking to Casey, when she realised her fair skinned friend wasn't even listening. "Sorry, I was thinking about something else. What'd I miss?" She smiled sheepishly at Emily.

They were currently in Thompson High, their high school. The halls were full of students, walking and talking, most dreading the bell for first period. Casey, as you know, was one of the rare few that actually wanted to learn and were excited for class.

"As I was saying," with a directed look at her keener friend, Emily carried on. Casey, looked away and started taking her books out for first period. "I feel so bad for Mr Jenkins, I hope he gets better soon..."

"Why?"

Emily looked at Casey, shock on her face. "He's in the hospital!" She said in a 'duh' tone. Sometimes, she really wondered how Casey's brain worked. For someone who is the smartest out of the school, she sure tends to miss a lot.

Casey looked up, alarmed. "What? How?"

"Well, he was at school, late night on Friday, finishing up some work. The caretaker, Bert, gave the keys to Mr Jenkins, cause you know, he trusted him to lock up when he left. So, Mr Jenkins was alone. No one knows for certain what happened but Bert came back to get something and finds Mr Jenkins barley alive, on the floor, blood all around him."

Casey watched her friend's mouth, to try to understand what she said. When it finally hit her, she gasped.

"What? Oh my gosh!"

Emily smiled, sadly. "Yeah, luckily Bert got there in time and was able to take Mr Jenkins to the hospital before something bad happened. You know, he had five holes in his chest, like someone was trying to pull his heart out-"

"Okay! That's enough. I think I get it, thanks Em." Casey quickly cut her friend off, before she went into detail. Come on, they didn't call Emily Davis, the Queen of Gossip for no reason, now did they? She shivered, why would anyone do that though? Mr Jenkins is a good and kind teacher. Well, to her anyway.

The bell rung and everyone started making their way to class. Casey turned around and closed her locker.

"Hey, I'll catch up with you later, I have to give in my History assignment to Mrs Julian." She smiled at Emily.

Emily nodded, and waved as she walked off to English.

"I'll see you at lunch Case!"

Casey waved back and made her way to History. The halls were empty now, except for Stacey, Leah and Naomi, who were coming back from History.

"Hey Casey!" Stacey smiled.

"Hey guys."

"Where are you going? Don't we have English first?" Naomi asked.

Casey smiled and lifted up her History assignment. "Yeah, I have to go give this to Mrs Julian. I was meant to come earlier but stupid Derek left without me, so I had to walk to school."

Leah laughed. "That's Derek for you. Anyway, we'll see you in class then!"

"Yeah, see ya." Casey smiled as they passed and continued to History. She liked the three girls, unlike the other popular kids, they actually spoke to Casey and became her friends. Most of the students at Thompson High thought she was a keener and a prude because Derek thought so. 'Ergh, stupid Derek!' She frowned and huffed at the thought of her annoying step-brother.

She had just walked around the corner when the lights started flickering. She paused and looked up. 'Huh, that's weird.' She shrugged. 'Oh, I'm sure it's nothing.' She was just about to knock on Mrs Julian's door, when she heard a scream.

"What on earth?" She turned around and ran back towards her locker but halted at what she saw. She dropped her books and her jaw opened in shock.

Her three friends, Stacey, Leah and Naomi, were now limp on the floor, a gaping hole in chests, where their hearts were meant to be. "Oh my gosh!" Casey murmured under her breath, a tear rolling down her cheek. 'What is happening here? First Mr Jenkins and now my friends?'

Some students had run outside after the teachers, to see what the screaming about. Emily came out and gasped at the scene. She looked around and after spotting her friend, she ran over to Casey, who seemed to be in shock.

"Hey, hey Case?" Emily stepped in front of the brunette and grabbed her shoulders. "Honey, are you okay?"

Casey blinked and looked at her friend with tears in her eyes. "I saw them Em, they were fine. I spoke to them. How could this happen? They're so nice!"

Emily shook her head and spoke softly, "I don't know Case. I really don't know."

"Maybe, if I'd run faster I could've helped them. I could've saved them!"

Emily looked at Casey, sternly. "No, you couldn't have. And what if you had gotten hurt too? Huh? Did you think about that?"

Casey's shoulders sunk in defeat. "I know, but still." Emily gave her a sad smile and hugged her friend.

"It'll be okay. They'll catch whoever did this and then Stacey, Leah and Naomi will get justice." She rubbed her friend's back, trying to soothe her.

Casey lifted her head, sniffing and looked over at where her friends laid, lifeless. She narrowed her eyes, 'what is that?' She pulled back from her friend and walked towards it.

"Case?" Emily asked, confused. "Casey? Where are you going?" She followed her to their lockers. She looked around to see if anyone noticed what they were doing, but everyone was distracted by their fellow students' death.

Casey crouched down and found some black gooey substance on the lockers. "Oh, what is that?" Emily was disgusted. "That is nasty!" She crouched next to her friend. Casey's eyes followed the trail to the vents, and she turned around to Emily.

"Em, do you have a pencil?" Emily nodded and gave it to her. Casey picked up some of the black substance using the pencil, and peered at it.

"Guess I'll be needing a new pencil," She grimaced at the black goo as it dripped down the pencil.

Casey gasped. "It's ectoplasm!" Emily looked at her friend, horrified.

"Ectoplasm? Like the stuff that," She leaned in closer to whisper, "ghosts leave behind?"

Casey looked at her friend with worry. When she had first moved here, Casey hadn't told anyone who her real father was, even the Venturi's had no clue about the McDonald's past. She had planned to keep that way, until one day, Emily saw a picture of her real father, John Winchester and Nora together holding a baby. The baby was her. Emily, being herself, demanded some answers, so Casey told her everything. From who her real father was and that he hunted the supernatural, to her having two older brothers that she still had contact with. Emily found it hard in the beginning to believe that monsters were real, but she eventually did.

"I think it's time to call Dad," Casey looked at Emily with fear, and little excitement. She was scared because this could be the work of a freaking ghost! But she was going to see her Dad again, and she missed him.