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Chapter 5::

"Ok seriously Kyla this is really weirding me out!"

"Ya think? I know she died. Her mom told us she friggen died. You saw

her... watched her as she..."

"I know. But I can't get the fact that, A. she is here and B. She doesnt

remember that we dated, and then C. remembers that we dated but

thinks its the night of the prom?!"

"Maybe you should talk to her about it?"

"Guys can I come in now?" Spencer yells to us.

Kyla and I had driven Spencer to my apartment and we had gone into

my bedroom, leaving Spence alone.

"Uh I'll be down there in a sec."

"Ok but hurry up. I'm getting lonely Ash."

"God this makes no sense Kyla."

"Do you think we should talk to the Carlin's?"

I stare at her.

Kyla smiles and a chuckle escapes her.

"You never have been that bright."

"Hey!" I slam a pillow down on her head.

I then go to where Spencer is.

"I love the new apartment Ash. I just don't understand why one day you

would be living in that gorgeous mansion and now live in an apartment."

"Ok Spencer , your really weirding me out."

"How come? Is it my complete hottness?" She says sarcastically.

"No, its the way you forgot who I was one minute and then remembered

me the next. Oh and did I forget to mention that your dad died, Clay

died, and oh... YOU died."

"That's not even funny Ashley."

"I'm not trying to be funny."

"You have been dead ever since the night of the Prom. You were shot!

How could you be here right now?!?!"

"Ok Ash that's enough. I didn't die, Clay isn't dead and neither is my

dad. I just saw them this morning. Then you asked me to prom just

before I found myself in the damn cemetery. If you have any proof of

me dying then show me because so far I don't believe a damn word you

say right now."

I look at her not knowing what to say or do. I just blink. Thankfully Kyla

steps in.

"I have proof."

"Really like what the bullets?" Spencer says rolling her eyes.

Kyla jogs upstairs and isn't visible for a few moments.

She comes down and hands Spencer a piece of paper.

Spencer goes wide eyed as she reads what the front says.

R.I.P. Spencer Carlin

A great friend, daughter, and sister.

You will be greatly missed.

1989-2007

"Oh my God..."

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