Chapter Two

It's been three weeks since that day. It was my first class, so I went to sit down in my seat. My teacher came in after a little bit and started teaching. "Today class we will be starting a project" she said. Everyone groaned including me, "I'll be pairing you up with someone" she then pick up a clip board. "You will have to ask certain questions about your partner and they will answer. Then you have to type a paper about what you learned about them" she continued.

"Ok then lets start, Jessica and Ryan, Chelsea and Brad, Natalie and James." She kept calling names for awhile. I was just dallying when she called "Dawson and Lindsey". I gasped I prayed to be with anyone but him. He just sat there, also looking a little shocked. "Ok go with you partners and start. You have fifty minutes" after that the students went with their partners.

I put some of my hair behind my ear and sat next to him. He was messing with his pencil when I came over. The teacher passed out the papers. I turned to see if he was paying attention, but he was dazing off. "Well…umm… the first question is what is you're favorite childhood memory?" I said. He turned to face me with his gorgeous face and replied "I don't have one". "Oh……" I said confused like. "What about you?" he asked. "Well when my mother and I went to the nursing home to help the elders" I said so low I could barely hear myself. He laughed at this "Oh what an exciting memory." he said as he wrote it down. We got to about five more questions which he answered all the same 'I don't have one'. Right as we were going to start the sixth fifty minutes had been up and we were dismissed to our next class.

The next couple of days we worked on our project. But when the night came to type the paper I had no information on him. So before I ended up making the whole thing up, I decided to call him. I ran down to get my phonebook and searched for his name. But his name wasn't in it. So I had to make the information up. What if he got mad at me! That would be horrible. I would just have to make an excuse saying I don't have it.

It was the next day in English. Dawson was absent when I came in which made me worry.

I somehow made it through the whole day and when I got home I typed my paper with lies. Coming up soon was the Sadie Hawkins Dance. My school had this dance in the beginning of November instead of March. They claim they want to be different. I was never much of a dance person but everyone was going and this was the time to ask the boy you wanted to. Macy was going with her new boyfriend Jason. I didn't know who Isabella was going with yet.

If I was to go I would have to pick soon. I knew Michael liked me but I didn't really feel the same, so I won't ask him. While thinking I looked over to Isabella who was sitting next to me on the lunch table. She kept looking behind us to the table where Dawson and his friends were. Every time she kept blushing.

Isabella was never the type for a really mushy relationship. But even the most uptight women have to give in sometimes. I mean she wasn't ugly, actually quite pretty. She had long dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. Her skin was a dark shade of peach. She was just right for her weight and she was just a tiny bit taller than me. She was the best in gym class as I was one of the worse most of the time. Any guy who had a brain would want to be with her.

After the fifth time she looked she turned to me and asked "Hey Lindsey who are you asking to the Sadie Hawkins dance?" "Hmm I don't know yet, I'm still thinking." I said truthfully. "I think I'm going to ask Dawson Jones to the dance" she said dreamily. I coughed up my water thankfully no one saw me. Everyone was to busy talking and Isabella was day dreaming. "Oh cool you should ask soon" the truth is I didn't want her to ask him. But this is the first time she has ever opened up to me like that. So I had to be nice.

When I went home I kept thinking about what Isabella told me. If I was going I had to ask a boy soon. And that boy was Dawson Jones. I couldn't stand the idea of hurting Isabella's feelings or ruining our friendship after ten years. Well tomorrow at lunch whoever gets to him first will ask him I guess.

Classes the next day went by slow in the morning. By the time lunch time came I was worn out for worrying so much. I spotted Isabella fixing her hair with her mirror knowing she was going to ask soon. I decided to go now. I quickly darted past all the eleventh graders standing in the lunch line.

I quickly looked around to see if Isabella was coming and she was. She was catching up. I arrived at his table to see him looking up at me as if expecting me to come any moment. Right then Isabella came with a confused look on her face. I quickly asked "Hey Dawson want to go to the Sadie Hawkins dance with me".

Isabella had a hurt expression on her face that killed me inside every time I looked at her in the corner of my eye. "Lindsey what are you doing…!" she asked about to cry. "I…I…." it hurt me so much to see her like that. Dawson just watched as if it were a soap opera. Her urge to cry took her over and she ran out crying. Dawson interrupted the awkward scene "I'm sorry but I'm not going to the dance".

"Uh… ok… sorry to be a bother…" I said disappointed and mad at myself. Walking away I was about to cry when Macy came up to me and hugged me. "I saw what you did! Poor Isabella! But Poor you he rejected you!" she said squeezing me. It didn't make me feel any better though. "Are you still going? You can come with Jason and me!" she asked. "No I'm not in the mood and its tomorrow so I have no time to ask another person." I explained.

"Oh poop" Macy then patted me on the back as we walked to class. As we got dismissed I started to walk home like I always do when I spotted Isabella. But she then soon spotted me and walked over. "I can't believe you did that!" she yelled. "It doesn't matter he rejected me" I said sadly. "Oh well good I still have a chance!" she exclaimed and walked away. That day our friendship had ended.

It was Friday now which meant I could stay up as late as I wanted and the Sadie Hawkins Dance was tonight. I knew I wasn't going already. Tonight I had planned to visit my mother's grave. She had died when I was three. Graveyards were always so peaceful to me. I was never scared that a ghost could pop out and scare me. Actually it was a really good place to think. Sometimes I stay up there for hours.

The school day went by quickly and it was soon night. In my room I was picking my outfit out. It was chilly so I decided to wear sweat pants and a long sleeve shirt with a sweater. "Hey dad I'm going to the graveyard tonight!" I screamed. "Ok make sure you come back not to late tonight" he answered. With that I ran downstairs and walked to the graveyard.

It was dark and quiet at the graveyard. No one was their except for myself since it was nine o'clock p.m. My mom's grave had some of her favorite flowers. Lilacs were her favorite including mine. I sat right in front of it. "Hello mother, I came to talk to you about something". "I think I like this kid named Dawson Jones, but so does my friend Isabella. I don't want to hurt her but I don't want to lose to her ether. What should I do?" I listened to the wind. Waiting for my mother's voice to come and welcome me answering all my problems.

But I heard nothing but crickets. I gave up and decided to go the ancient in ground temple. As I was walking over there I saw a white light. The closer I got the lighter it became. When I reached the opening window I looked in to see Dawson! He was holding a red feather. He was saying something to it like a chant. Then a blinding light appeared. I was about to scream when I felt a hand on my mouth. I looked up to Dawson blocking my mouth with his hand. I sighed and looked down to his wrist that was on my mouth. It started to bleed! So I looked at the other one and it was bleeding to!

"Dammit!" he cursed. Then he took a pill out of his pocket and swallowed it. The blood disappeared soon after. I felt a little wheezy after what I saw. I hated blood, the way it smelled, and the way it looked. He then spined me around so I was facing him. "What are you doing here?" he asked rudely. I was too much in shock to answer so he pulled me to a spot were we could sit. "Look I can explain this." He told me kindly. "I'm listening" I said with the voice I could barely talk with.

"Ok this might seem unreal to you. So don't freak-out." he said trying to prepare me for what nonsense was going to be said. "After what I just saw I don't think anything else could anymore unreal!" I replied. He sighed and started to explain. "I'm a dead person who came back. Or in other words I'm a ghost in my half human body. My family got this chance to come back to find a special gem to close the afterworld from the living world. Once in a while we have to take a pill and say a special chant to a red feather to keep us in this form. So back then that was all you saw. Though I didn't think it would happen so soon."

I was shocked yet intrigued about what he was telling me. "Tell me more please" I asked. "Fine, when we touch a human if were not careful enough we can kill them. We can transport our self to be were ever we want. And disappear in thin air" he finished. "That's all I will tell you. But you have to promise you won't tell anyone!" he added. I shook my head. "I promise. I'll tell you why I'm here now. Well my mother died when I was three so I visit here some nights to sit near her grave and talk to her." I explained.

"Oh ok. Aren't you afraid of graveyards?" he asked. "No I find them claming. Its nice and quiet a good place to think about things." He smiled at that answer. The rest of the night we chatted. He walked me to my house were we said goodnight to each other. I took a shower and went in to my bed. I didn't get to go to the Sadie Dance but I got something even better. I then fell a sleep smiling.