Lee jumped up – seriously it was like what the girls did in gymnastics, maybe she was n the gym club when she was alive – and whipped her head around in confusion. Or so I thought.

She turned to face me, shaking her head something, was wrong with her eyes, the sparkle had gone; basically her eyes were flat. The wind was at a normal human speed now, the palm trees were just softly blowing.

"Do you know what that was?" I asked, watching her very carefully.

"No, but I recognise the laughter," She sighed.

We stood in silence, in that silence I probably looked at Lee. She was about three inches smaller than me; I was betting that she was fourteen to fifteen. Her clothes were clearly from the 70s, she had a necklace on as well, a thick sliver chain with a doll hanging on the end. The doll had blonde hair and looked like a genie – it was a voodoo doll. Why was she carrying around a voodoo doll?

"It's meant to keep me safe," She said, reading my thoughts. "My mum gave it to me when I was born."

Her head cupped the doll stroked it softly in a loving way. A small smile slipped its way onto her lips, which had glossy red lip-gloss on them.

"Fin, FIN!" Voice's called.

I turned around to find Claire and Peter running to me; for once I hated them being there. I wanted to be alone and speak to Lee. She showed a massive smile, showing a gap in between her to front teeth.

"You've been AGES lessons already over, who were you talkin' to?" Peter said, looking around.

"No one," I whispered ad Lee disappeared.

"Come on, it's home time I'll give a lift to your Nan's," Claire sighed, grabbing Peter's hand and walking to her car.

"Fin?" A girl's voice called, I turned around to find Katie walking over to me.

"Uh, hello," I said, why was Katie speaking to me? Katie was exactly like her Mom Kelly Slater. My mum knew her when she went to this school, back then she was called Kelly Prescott. Katie always looked down at me and my family, but she never said anything in front of her husband Paul. Paul was alright, but it was obvious her fancied my mom. Which is kind-a gross if you think about it.

"What you doing to night, I was thinking that maybe we could get a cup of coffee or something." She suggested. Oh my god, was Katie coming on to me. Something seriously gone wrong here.

"Your face," Said a laughing voice behind Katie, I know that I shouldn't – but I totally recognised the voice.

"I'm sorry, I really am…but your face, Fin! You look like you've just stood in dog poo," She giggled. I couldn't say anything to her because I'd look like a mental case.

"Um...Katie I can't tonight sorry I'm having a family dinner." I said quickly.

I grabbed my bag and ran off to Claire's car, I heard Lee shout one last 'sorry' before I reached the car. Strange enough it made me start laughing.