"Hey, Lacy," A voice behind me said. I turned.
    "Hey, Rosalina!" She was my best friend. I was organiind my locker for the first day of school.
    Over the summer I learned very important facts. I'm a witch necromancer mix. A necrowitch. My grandmother was a necromancer, it skipped my dad's generation and Mom is a witch like me. So not only can I talk to ghost, I can cast spells. Rosalina has blonde hair and brown eyes. She's 6"1, I'm 5'6. I have black hair with blue, white, and purple streaks and gren eyes. 
    "I haven't seen you in so long!" Rosalina said hugging me. Her mom made her go over to her granparent's house all summer.
    "I know, right! I missed you!" I replied closing my locker.
    "My locker is right next to you," She smiled.
    "Awesomee!" I said hi-fiving her. My phone beeped. I looked at it. A text from Amy-Lynn. Lacy! Where are you?  At locker 142.   Okay, good.    Y?
    "Cause I'm right here!" I jumped.
    "Ohmigod! AMY-LYNN! You scared me! God! Don't!" I yelled. Rosalina laughed, "Stop laughing, Rosie,"
    "Fine, fine, sorry," She replied. I looked to my left and there was a red head with hazel eyes.
    "Oh. My.God. Lacy?" The girl asked. Just ignore her, she's probly a ghost.  She hugged me.
    "Okay, who the hwck are you?" I asked pulling awau.
    "I'm Ava," She said leaving.
    "Stalker," Rosalina whispered.