“Oh, look at that! The blonde one has… a big sister?” 

Nathan is silently immersed in his book and as usual.

“Yeah, there is no way her mom is that young.”

...

“Hey, Nathan, at what age are you allowed to drive?" In the two seconds it takes to become uninterested in the answer, I turn back as something juicy catches my eye. 

I quickly swat my hand towards Nathan, mainly because he doesn’t bother looking at what I’m looking at otherwise. "Hey, look! Bella’s going with them! Wait- ohmygod- where could they be going??? Like, yeah, they’re probably going home, but what if they’re not?! What if they go somewhere else and something interesting happens while they’re gone!?!" Then a realization slaps me. "Wait. NOOOO- DAMMIT- I’m gonna miss out on all the epic drama!!”

‘Stupid school. I hate being trapped here. This place sucks ass! Even the floor I’m laying on sucks. I’m not even touching it, actually, but still! It sucks!’ I thrash about like a toddler having a fit. With only the heaviest of sighs I continue complaining, “What do you think they’d be doing, Nathan??!? Without me?!? Inconsiderate arses!” In the continued silence I playfully scoff at them for leaving me with nothing to talk about, then roll around to stare at the ants crawling along the asphalt. I look at Nathan and wait for another wordless response.

‘They don’t even know you exist,’ The thought comes creeping into the back of my mind. ‘No. Don’t think about it.’ I shudder, shake my head and turn back. 

Nathan shrugs. I glare at him. The quiet laugh that escapes his lips makes my insides somersault. My head snaps back at the sound of Daisy’s car driving off. “AaaAAARG!!”

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Pouting isn’t going to help me. Dammit, with all the kids gone I literally have nothing to tell you lot about. But, seeing as no one’s around, I guess we get to have some fun exploring the place as Nathan and I float down into the hallways. I need to find some interesting shit around here; my audience must be entertained! Aren’t you guys grateful for me? Of course, you are! I’m a pro entertainer, the absolute best! 

I’ve got it! I still wanna know just who that lady from earlier was, so guess the fuck what? We’re gonna go find out.

I know these halls well. I’ve basically got the entire layout of the place memorized. In the afterlife, there’s nothing but time, baby! And it’s not wrong to spy on these fuckers, being dead and all. Don’t y’all agree?

Getting the password to the school log thingies isn’t too hard ‘cause I already have that info. Peek over a shoulder, eavesdrop a little, boom! I can find out whatever I want! The challenge here is entering the password. Bit hard to touch shit when you’re dead; who’d’ve guessed? I can sorta pick up objects though. With mind powers. Pretty cool, eh? 

Okay, concentrate. The paperclip is wobbling a bit, but can ya blame me? This shit is difficult. Password01. Damn, creative, am I right? Ok then… the Londons… what? 

Ok, WHAT?! So, apparently, this lady goes to the school. Huh. I never see them around. Lucy London. Stupid sounding name. Don’t take it personally, Lulu. Blame your parents. Seventeen as of July, 11th grade. Ok, cool, that’s plenty. I won't be needing this fossil anymore.