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Previously on Dead but –A live…

SOMEONE CALL 911! THERES A GIRL ON THE—"I say, but I realize the body is me. Aria and Emily are crying, and Spencer is on the phone with 911. "Guys, I'm here and I'm alive!" I scream at them but they resume ignoring me.

The figure has brown short straight hair, and brown eyes. With a purple long sleeved top and green pants. Oh my god…

"Hey, Miranda." I greet back softly. I slowly breathe in a breath and wipe away a tear. "I'm sorry of what happened to you."

"I'm sorry what happened to you too." Miranda says back.

"You'll see." Miranda says and smiles. She starts walking toward a house and I follow her. I walk inside the house and I see a man with black hair, and a boy. The boy turns around and sees Miranda, but not me. Oh shit.

Caleb.

PRESENT

I stand in the middle of Caleb and Miranda, really afraid. Miranda is looking at me, but Caleb is just looking at her.

"Anyone want to explain?" I exclaim. I feel a headache coming on.

"What are you looking at?" Caleb asks Miranda. She looks at him and then me.

"Uh, no one." Miranda hesitates, forcing a smile. She pulls a strand of her hair back quickly. "I think I just spaced out." She half smiles, nervously. Caleb eyes her suspiciously, but brushes it off. I look at Miranda slightly annoyed. "I'll be right back." Miranda says quickly and motions me to come secretly. I follow her slowly, and take one last look at Caleb.

"What the hell is going on?" I exclaim as Miranda is taken aback my yelling.

"It's complicated, Hanna." Miranda whispers. I roll my eyes and put my hands over my head.

"That's the answer to everything now?" I question her, extremely annoyed now. Miranda sighs and thinks of something.

"Here, there is a guest room in this house; I guess you could stay there for a bit." Miranda tells me as she grabs my hand. I give her a look. "Look, if Caleb finds out he'll never forgive himself." Miranda snaps. We both walk down the hallway to the guest room.

"Fine, I just need to get out of this dress, it really isn't me." I state, looking down at my white silky dress. "Oh and these shoes, are definitely last seasons!" I complain. Miranda smirks at my last remark, but bites her lip. I walk into the room and put my hands on my hips.

"Hanna, you can't change clothes. You're pretty much half ghost right now so there are certain things you could wear." Miranda thinks. My eyes widen and I softly gasp.

"You mean I have to be stuck in last season's white heels?" I look thoroughly at them. "And these are Mary Jane straps in leather!" I exclaim and groan. Miranda rolls her eyes at my complaints.

"Do you want your life back?" Miranda asks me sweetly. I half nod. "Then stop complaining about clothing!" She exclaims at she walks out. I groan and fall sitting on the bed. I look down at the floor, and up at myself in the mirror. My eyeliner is slightly smudged and my hair is super crazy. Maybe if I'm half ghost, I could get my hands on a curling iron and eyeliner. I think to myself, smiling.

Back with the girls… ARIA'S POV

We all sit and watch Hanna in the hospital room with an air mask over her face. A doctor looks at us through the window and puts down the curtains. I look at the two girls and they are still lightly crying. I wrap my arms around Emily and spencer. I face my head down and cry with the girls. "She'll be okay guys, she has to." I manage to whisper. Spencer looks at me with glossy eyes. "If Ezra did, she can too." I finish. I see Alison running down the hallway to us.

"Oh my god, I heard what happened." Alison says as she starts crying. She joins us on the bench.

So many people start flooding the hospital, cops, detectives, parents, and more people. Suddenly, a detective walks up to us. We look at the name tag. "Harold Wilden." My eyes widen and I look at Spencer, scared to death now. Talk about Déjà vu.

"Hello girls, I'm detective Harold Wilden, detective Wilden." He states as he takes out paper and a pen.

"Detective Wilden as in Daren Wilden's brother?" Spencer exclaims.

"You got it." Detective Harold Wilden says as a devious smiles flashes his face.

Back with Miranda, Hanna and Caleb… Hanna's POV

I look at myself in the mirror, curling my blonde hair. I start adjusting my eyeliner and lipstick, gently putting the iron on the desk. I turn of the iron gently and adjust my hair a bit, trying to make it full and pretty.

I look down at my white silky dress, and then at my shoes. I take my shoes off and put them under the bed. I make sure everything was back in the right places. I look in the mirror one last time, and walk out of my room. I spot Miranda and Caleb, sitting at the table with a laptop, doing some research for how to get Miranda back. I walk behind Caleb, sighing. Why did I get him into this?

I look at his face, and his adorably cute smile. I smile gently. Miranda had said that ghosts can't touch humans, and if they did, the humans couldn't feel it anyway. So then, I slowly lower my hand to Caleb's shoulder, and rest it there. I smile gently, but suddenly Caleb flinches. My eyes widen and I remove my hand. "Miranda, I just felt something touch my shoulder." He exclaims. Miranda looks at him, and then at me, frowning.

"I don't think anything is here. You probably were just imagining it." Miranda says and smiles. Caleb furrows his eyebrows as he looks at his shoulder. I look at him from behind, my lips slightly parted.

Later on, I walk out of the house in silence. I look up at the grey sky of Ravenswood. I walk through the cemetery, barefoot and slightly cold. I stop walking when I feel a freezing breeze behind me. I quickly turn around, but nothing is there.

I continue walking, and I look at my clothes. It's almost as if my dress is changing from white to grey and my hair is going from curly to straight. Suddenly, a loud crack of thunder is heard and I jump slightly. I turn around to walk home but I almost walk straight into Max, holding her doll. I tremble slightly. "I know you." I whisper. She smiles a sweet kid smile while looking at me.

"I just wanted to say." She begins in a cute voice. "Welcome to hell." Max says in a deep, demonic voice as she fades away. I gasp softly and look around me. The sky is a darker grey then before, and my dress is a light grey. I feel my hair which is now all straightened. I start trembling more and I run, looking for the house I just left.

I LOVED writing this chapter. Let me know what you guys think! By the way, Max is that creepy girl with curly blonde hair. Follow/Review/Favorite! Thanks!

-A