A/N: Hello peeps! This is Chapter 2. Hope you like!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not a thing. Wish I owned Jesse though sigh

The New Best Friend

Chapter 2: The Fight

I honestly never thought I'd have so much fun at school. After that first day I started handing around with Suze, CeeCee and Adam. Everything was going great. Made me wonder what was going to go wrong. A bit cynical I know, but I can't help it. As soon as I think my life is going to get better, you know just like a normal teenagers, something goes wrong and I have to start all over a again. It's always been like that.

So anyway as I was saying before I rudely interrupted myself, everything was going great. I found one thing really weird though, my school - The Mission – was built over a hundred years ago. And not one dead person has come to me for help yet. You see, I see dead people. No, really I do. I'm not joking. Not all dead people, thank God. Just the ones that have unfinished business. It's not like I go looking for them or anything, they just seem to find me. But since I've been here…nothing. It's kind of freaking me out. I mean, the school building is over a hundred years old - as I said before - you would think somebody died there.

Not that I'm complaining, mind you. It's quite nice not having ghosts waking me up at stupid o'clock in the morning asking for my help. Which, believe me I used to get a lot of back in England. Sometimes you have bend the a bit, it can get a bit messy. Let's say a ghost buried something before they died in their garden and said ghost wants you to dig this thing up and give it to a member of the family - who is still living in the property by the way - then you would have to trespass, and if you were caught doing this then you could probably bet on your life that you would be hauled down the police station. Like I said before messy. I've only been caught once or twice though.

"Rena, darling dinner's ready," mum shouted up the stairs.

"Right, mum. I'll be down in a min!" I hollered back.

I ran downstairs. If dad was here he would say I sounded like a heard of elephants, in the days when we were all happy that is. In the days when we weren't …well I don't even want to go there. After what he did well he could be burning in hell and I wouldn't give a shit.

"Rena, are you okay?" my mum asked me, with a concerned look on her face.

"Yes mum 'course, why?" I replied, confused.

"It's just you so distant and you've hardly touched your food, that's not like you," mum told me, her concern deepening.

"I was just thinking, that's all," I said truthfully.

"About your farther? We've talked about this. You should just forget him."

"I know, but it's hard he is my dad after all."

"Was. Serena, he was your dad."

What is my mother on! I mean, really. You can't just suddenly change who my dad is! Is she insane!

"What are you talking about mum?" I asked her.

"He's not your dad anymore," she replied, "not since he did what he did. He hurt us Serena. He went behind our backs for six months. Six whole months!"

"No, mum. He went behind your back not mine. It's not my fault he cheated on you. You make us move every time he finds us! Can't you see he's not going to give up! Yes it hurt when I found out, but what hurt more was finding out that both of you were keeping it from me!" I shouted, "You were just carrying on like normal! To be honest I hate you just as much as I hate him! And right now I'm going to bed."

I stormed up upstairs. I can not believe that she said that! Of course he's still my dad. Oh, yeah I hate his guts but that doesn't mean he's not my dad!

I can't stay here, not after what she's said. I grabbed my suitcase from under my bed and grabbed random clothes - I don't even think any of them match - and stuffed them into my suitcase. I looked around for my bomber jacket, took it off the hook and put it on. I was only on the second floor it wouldn't hurt too much if I dropped down. But first I've got to make sure I've got somewhere to stay. It's only just gone eight; it's not too late to call. I dialled her number, please pick up, please pick up I chanted in my head.

"Hello?" Suze said into the phone.

"Hey, it's Rena. I was wondering if I could ask for a favour?" I replied.

"Yeah sure, ask away. Why are you whispering?"

"That's where the favour comes in. I need somewhere to stay."

"Why? What's happened? Rena are you okay?"

"Yeah. I just really need somewhere to stay."

"Right, hold on I'll just ask my mum."

"Okay, but be quick."

If she doesn't hurry up mum will come and check on me. I don't want that to happen.

"Back. Mum says its okay you can stay as long as you want. I'll come and pick you up, okay?" Suze said to me.

"Yeah okay. But can you park down the road and I'll meet you there?" I asked her.

"Rena, what's going on? Are you running away or something?"

"Well, when you put it like that…I guess I am."

"WHAT! Rena…are you sure about this?"

"Yeah I'm sure. I'll explain when you pick me up."

"Okay, I'll see you in a few minutes."

Click.

A/N: It's longer than last time. Whoo! Go me! You know the drill. REVIEW!...please.

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