Hallion chapter three

“You have to do something about her, I went to get my school books this morning, and they weren’t were I left them” Andy told me a week later as I drove us both to school, our first day. It was a bright crisp Monday morning, and although it was cold the sun was shining. Giving the day a fresh sharp feeling.
Most people couldn’t believe that me an Andy were retaliated, we were the complete opposite to each other, he had the same colour hair as my mother, but it was chopped in the latest style, however his eyes were the same as my father’s bright blue. He was big and muscular like my dad to, he towered over me, I had always been the odd one out, I had fiery red curly hair that hit my waist, pale skin, captured glass green eyes. I was small and petit, which was an advantage, for when I was fighting, things would miss judge me, because I looked like I would blow over in the wind, they would think I’d be easy to kill, they would soon find out different.
“What do you wont me to do Andy? I can’t control her as well you know, what she dose, she dose on her own” was angrily shot at him.
I was always the one to blame even when it wasn’t my fault! I had no control over her, hell she was more annoying to me then to anyone else, but I was the supernatural in the house so I was automatically the bad guy when something supernatural happened.
“She’s doing my head in Faith!” he said though gritted teeth.
Doing his head in, at least he couldn’t hear her go on and on and on, day and night, I never got a moment peace, even when I would go to the bathroom she would be there, it was a relief to be going to school where I wouldn’t have to listen to her.
“Doing your head in? At least you can’t hear her continuous chatter, she’s driving me mad!” I grumbled.
We drove into the school parking lot, and parked in an empty space. We both go out of my white truck.
My Dad had given it to me, it wasn’t exactly the Mini Cooper I was used to, but it would get me about an that was all that mattered in the end.
“Well here it is, I wonder how long will be at this one?” Andy mused.
“Hopefully it will be a while, before he realises that we have skipped the country” I said dryly.
I hoped it would be a very long time before he found me, like in forever, him never finding me would be my greatest wish, but I know it was only a matter of time, he had great resources at his finger tips, he probably already know we had skipped the country, so I was living on borrowed time before we had even settled in.
“It doesn’t look much dose it?” Andy nodded toward the school.
He was right there, small compared to some I had been in, just one story, very shabby looking grey building. It looked like it could do with a coat of paint and maybe even some new windows and doors.
I shrugged nonchalantly, I had been to so many school they all were the same to me, brand new or really old what went on in them was all the same, this was a new school in a new county, the only difference was that I wasn’t wearing a uniform, even the first day jitters had long gone. “One school is pretty much the same as another” I said getting out of my truck.
We headed toward the main entrance “Just remember to keep your head down, and keep yourself out of trouble, don’t draw attention to yourself” I told him sternly.
He rolled his eyes at me in that way he did when I was irritating him “I have done this before you know” he said before bounding off in font of me.
I shock my head in annoyance, that what worried me, he had done this more then once, which was giving him a cockiness that I didn’t like, he wasn’t careful, and that could get us all killed, one more thing for me to worry about. God I hated being me.
“Are you coming or what? We need to go to the office” Andy hollered to me.
I sighed “Yeah I’m coming” I shouted rushing to catch up with him.

“Faith, this is Cally Cole she going to show you around so you know where everything is.” Mr. Lake my homeroom teacher told me.
I wondered if they thought I was stupid, it was pretty obvious what they were doing, they were trying to get me to make friends, most school did this, they would introduced you to a nice person, that would have most classes with you, in the hope you would become friends, it didn’t make any difference. I didn’t make friends willingly, I was not going to be forced into making them, friends were complication I couldn’t afford to have: I had leaned a long time ago, that being on my own was best.
I smiled at Cally, she was shorter then me, with red hair, that was cut into a bob, it wasn’t the same flame red as mine more a strawberry blond, and her eyes were like bright blue pounds.
“It’s nice to finally meet you, the school has been buzzing with your arrival for month’s she gave me a smile full of perfect white teeth.
That was not good, the lower profile I had the better. I couldn’t afford to draw attention to myself. Drawing attention would only lead to one place. Death. Or worse with him.
“We have English together first, I’ll show you where it is” she was bright and bubbly.
I wasn’t really paying attention; I had just noticed the little girl that was stood behind Cally.
The little girl had the same colour hair as Cally, it was in pigtails, blue eyes shown brightly with enthusiasm, she looked sweet and innocent a wave of sorrow washed over me. Instantly I squashed it. Being
sympatric to Ghost would just get me into trouble, and I had plenty of that without seeking it out.
Cally led me out of the classroom and down the hall “so how you liking Twin Falls?” she asked me.
“Um. Yeah, it seams really nice” the same mundane answer as I always gave.
“Well, it not a very big town, but there is a diner and a film theatre, and a bowling alley, there’s lot to do, it just depends what your into” she chattered away oblivious to the fact I was distracted.
I was trying to listen, I really was, but the little girl was dancing around Cally as we walked down the hallway. It was very distracting. I couldn’t help wondering how she died, and who the little girl was to Cally. She couldn’t of been any older then six, that was a tragedy to lose your life at that age, so very young.
Did Cally know she was being haunted,? Most knew something was wrong, things would go missing, you’d hear voice, and shadows out the corner of your eye. It could be very unsettling. But most people never realised they were being haunted, I had seen case where people had gone there whole live without realising.
The little girl was humming bar, bar back sheep.
Was that some kind of significant song to the girl’s relationship with Cally? most probably; Ghost often remembered things like that.
I didn’t look at her, you never looked directly at a Ghost, pretending they weren’t there like the rest of the world was best, it may sound hash, but it was the best way to go.
If a Ghost learnt you could see them, it could open a whole can of worms, they would wont you to talk to the people they loved, they could even end up haunting you, having a Ghost talking to you twenty four seven, could drive you insane, trust me I would know.
It could also lead to unwanted attention, if people thought your were talking to Ghost, bullying would ensue, you’d stand out, and you’d get noticed, and the plan was not to get noticed, so it was easer to ignore them.
“You know were all going to see a movie tonight, you should come along, and I will introduce you to the gang” she smiled at me.
“I’m sorry I can’t, were still unpacking at home, and Mumtold us we had to be home after school” lying was like second nature, I had no intention of ever going anywhere with Cally and her friends.
Cally’s face fell “Well that’s to bad, I was hoping to hear all about England”
“Well trust me there’s not much to tell” I muttered. I didn’t wont to talk about England I wonted to go back and live there!
“Oh well maybe next time” we had reached the class room now, and we took seat next to each other, I was well aware that everyone was looking at me, I didn’t show it, but I was looking at them to, making sure not one of them could hold a threat to me, everything seamed to be okay.
I wouldn’t to breath a sigh of relief, but there be no point, because I know, that sooner or later there would be a threat, and I would have to stop it, I had no delusion of this place, it would never be home, it could never be home, we’d be moving, it may not be today, or tomorrow, or even a year form now, but sooner or later he would find me, and we would have to disappear, I could never relax. This was my life.
“Right everyone if you open your book at page twenty, we’ll get started” the teacher addresses the class.
I opened my book and read.

“How did your first day go?” Mary asked as I came into the kitchen.
“Yeah fine” it was spoke off handily. “Nothing to report, apart form a girl is being haunted by a Ghost,” I picked up an apple form the fruit bowl and bit into it.
This may be surreal to other people, but to our family this was an everyday ordinary conversation.
She gave me a look that said I shouldn’t get involve “Don’t worry, I’m not going to get involved with them, I have more then my share of problems without adding someone else too” I sat down at the table.
“That’s good, I know it’s hard for you Faith, but this is the way it has to be”
Hard. That was an understatement if I ever heard one. Any other person would of withered and died under the pressure of my life.
Giving her a cynical looked “I know better then anyone this is the way it has to be, you don’t need to tell me that” I took another bite of apple.
I had seen the devastation that getting involved in other peoples lives had caused first hand: I had no plans to see anything like that again. People died around me and over the years , I realised that not getting involved with people limited there devastation and death. The one thing about this, about what I was, was the death toll, over the years thousands of people had died, and I remembered each one painful, it burned in my memory, it was the one thing that I never got used to, so I limited the death of other around me as much as I could, building walls around me was a very good way of doing that. Stopping people form getting close, was a sure fire way of not getting them killed!
“Are you going to be alright tonight? Your dad is working late at the garage, and I have a late shift at the restaurant, so you and your brother are going to have to fend for yourself tonight” Mary cut though my thoughts.
I didn’t say anything, but I had been fending for my self, for a long time.
“That’s fine Mum” I told her.

It turned out I was on my own, Andy called and said he had joined the baseball team, and was practicing after school.
It worried me slightly, we were trying to keep a low profile, but I suppose, acting normal was good as well, but I was going to keep my eye on him.
I had no idea why he had joined the Baseball team, it wasn’t like he knew how to play, but if he was happy and keeping out of trouble then I couldn‘t complain.
So I went to Al’s diner for dinner, Al’s diner was a typical American diner, black and white tiled floor. A juke box in the corner, and red leather booths lined one wall, and opposite was a shiny chrome counter, with black and chrome stools which was where I was sat, I had a cheeseburger, and a piece of apple pie.
I had also taken my maths books with me, and was skimming through them. It was boring I had done this before countless time in fact.
Someone entered the dinner and I looked up, it was a reflex action, I always checked coming’s and goings, being vigil kept me alive.
A large man stood in the doorway.