I was changing into my hunting clothes. Aka comfortable sweat pants and a nice comfy shirt. I went downstairs to see Uncle Sammy.

"Unlce Sammy!" I said and kissed him on the cheek.

"It's Sam." He said.

"But I like Sammy better."

"We ready to hunt?" Dad asked.

"Yep"

Dad was driving for only a hour and his music was driving me nuts!

"Who's watching Ethan?" Dad asked.

"Jane and Joe."

"I still can't believe she got married." Dad said.

I like my Aunt Jane alot but I knew there was some stuff that no one would tell me. I do know that she can read minds though.

"Dean she's a grown up." Uncle Sam said.

"And Joe! He's not going to be able to lie to her about anything." Dad said shaking his head.

"What do you lie about to mom?" I asked.

Uncle Sam laughed. "Nothing." Dad quickly said.

"Yeah right." I said. "So what are we hunting?"

"A spirit at a local highschool."

"Those are always fun." I drawled. Last time I got thrown into a locker. Dad always makes me wear this neckless that he got me when I was a baby. He wears a similar one.

"I promise you won't get thrown into a locker." Dad said knowing what I was thinking.

"Yeah right! You always send me out when it's a male spirit. The last one was kind of cute though." I said.

Dad just shot me a killer look through the review mirror. I smiled back sweetly at him.

"This is it." Uncle Sammy said stepping out.

I looked at the school. It was way bigger than mine.

"So what's the story?" I asked wanting to get this over with.

"A male student died in 1948. Apparently he was accidently killed by a prank." Dad said.

I made a face. "Poor guy. No wonder he's killing people."

"He was the nerd of the bunch I guess."

"That's mean dad."

"What? Sammy was one too."

"It's Sam." Uncle Sammy said.

We walked in the long halls.

"This place is kind of neat." I said admiring the old furnishings of the school.

"It's alright." Dad said.

"What was his name?" I asked.

"BIlly Crane."

"Huh."

They walked down the halls.

"I say we split up." Uncle Sammy said.

"No way!" dad said.

"Dean, we've done this a million times." Uncle Sam said.

"Fine. Megan your staying with me."

"Dad"

"That's an order." He looked at me sternly.

"Fine." I watched Uncle Sammy move into a different room.

"Dad, do you blame this spirit for wanting revenge?"

"No but it's the wrong way to do it."

All of a sudden dad let out a happy giggle.

"What's up with you?" I asked looking at him weird.

"GIrls locker room." he said smiling.

"Can I go to the boys then?"

His smile faded. "You would have to ruin it." he muttered.

"Just like you ruin stuff for me." I said joking.

We were walking down the hall when all of a sudden I was forced on the floor.

"Ouch! That hurt!"

"Megan!" Dad yelled.

Then I was pulled all the way towards the end of the halled and forced into a classroom. The door slammed shut.

I moaned. I could here Dad screaming for Uncle Sammy.

I sat up. "Man I'm going to have a burn rash on my butt!" I gumbled and stood up.

"Billy I know what happened to you. We just want to help." I said.

I can hear dad and Uncle Sam banging on the door and trying to kick it open.

Just then the image of Billy appeared. He was sooooo cute! All the cute ones are always dead! Why was he even picked on again?

"You think you can help me?" Billy said floating.

"Yes. If you tell me who did this to you I can make sure they'll go to prison."

"You can't they're dead." he said sadly.

"Well I can get a story out about them. Please you have to move on. Just tell me who did this to you." I begged.

He just looked at me.

"Fine."

The door opened and Billy was gone. Dad rushed in and gave me a big hug

"Dad your killing me!"

"Sorry!" He said letting go. "What happened?"

"He told me who did it to him. I just have to get the story out."

"How?" Dad did ask the stupidest questions.

"Local Newspaper." Uncle Sammy said smiling.

We were walking to the Impala.

"You okay?" Uncle Sammy asked as I limped a little.

"Yeah. I think I got a heat rash when I was dragged on the floor." I mumbled.

He laughed.

The next day we went to the locat newspaper and the printed the story on the spot. No news ever happened in that place.

Dad drove us home and I fell asleep again until I had to go back to school.