"Who are you talking to?"

I whirled around, seeing a girl with curly blond hair staring at me. Her arms were wrapped securely around her books, her expression showing she didn't quite yet know what to make of me. The girl's friend leaned and began whispering hurriedly into her ear. "That's the girl I was talking about, the crazy one."

I rolled my eyes as they hurriedly walked away, and sure enough, the boy I'd been talking too smiled sheepishly before disappearing. Perhaps I should let you on a little secret. My name is Chloe Saunders, and I see dead people. I'm what they call a necromancer, a person who can talk to the dead. There weren't that many of us around, supernaturals I mean, but there are even fewer necromancers.

I live with my dad, who's always away on a business trip and my Aunt Lauren, who always works late at the clinic as a nurse. Only my mother and Aunt Lauren know what I really am, but my mom passed away when I was really young and Aunt Lauren figured it was best to leave my dad out of it. However, she insists that I go to school, which is really frustrating because it's hard to differentiate between ghosts and the living. They look and talk the same. You know that movie Ghost Busters? Pure fiction, ghosts do not look like floating globs with fangs. I would know because I'm all about movies. Horror is my favorite. Hopefully, one day I can produce them. I've gone to acting camp but it's not really my thing. My passion lies behind the scenes on the big screens.

Gathering my books, I closed my locker and breathed out a sigh of relief. Finally, I could go home. We moved so frequently because of dad's business it wasn't like I made many friends anyway. What was the point when I'd just have to move and start all over again in a few months? Not to mention I couldn't tell anyone about my powers. It was better to just sit quietly in class and not bring attention to myself.

I glanced at a few more students whispering and giggling behind their notebooks as they watched me. Not that it was working. I really tried to not bring attention to myself, but it wasn't really my fault. My powers are stronger than most necromancers. I don't know much about it, but the Edison group is bunch of scientists who experiment on supernaturals. They tweak their powers. Mine were amplified and I remember how much my mother stressed how important it was to stay away from them. Everything else I learned about the group was from other ghosts. I was lucky my dad kept us on the move; it made it harder for them to find me.

I was making my way through the woods, on my way home, when a skinny girl with long blond hair appeared beside me. I glanced around; making sure no one was looking before smiling.

She crossed her arms defiantly and huffed. "Chloe, you know I know better than to talk to you with other people by now." She smiled suddenly and eagerly asked how my day was, and if I had met any boys.

I laughed. Yup, that was Liz for you. Liz and I had met a few years ago. She was the only ghost I really kept in contact with and she moved around with me. She was a subject from the Edison Group but they had terminated her because she wasn't in control of her powers and they had no more use for her. She was the main one who taught me about who and what the group actually was. Ever since we had met three years ago, she looked out for me and we've been close friends since.

"Sorry Liz, but it's a habit." I grimaced. "I did it again today."

She stopped walking and stared at me. "Chloe, you have to be more careful! You can't bring attention to yourself."

I gave her a pointed look. "Are you always going to give me this lecture?"

She frowned and crossed her arms defiantly. "Depends, are you always going to keep making this mistake?"

"Yeah, ok mom." I was smiling by now as we fell into our usual banter. I was finally home. Heading up the steps, I turned the knob and frowned when I found it turned easily under my hand. I could have sworn I'd locked it this morning…

Reading me all too easily, Liz went into mission mode. "Alright, stay here and let me scout the area." I waited patiently, my heart racing. My dad was off on business in Japan and wouldn't return until a few months, and my Aunt Lauren was working late tonight. Had I left it unlocked? It thought back and immediately dismissed the idea. No, I knew for certain I had locked it.

Liz appeared and the look on her face confirmed my worst fears. "They were here, we need to go now. No one's here at the moment but there's no telling when they're coming back."

Opening the door my eyes widened. The house had definitely been broken into. Drawers were pulled out and random items were scattered all onto the floor. It was as if they were looking for something, but what?

I rushed upstairs and Liz helped me pack. Normally, a ghost wouldn't be able to touch me or any other objects. But seeing as she was a half-demon with the power of telekinesis, she was able to move objects as a ghost. After searching the ransacked house for any supplies, I took what I could find and shifting my pack onto my shoulder, began heading out into the woods.

Liz offered to look out for my Aunt Lauren tonight when she came home to let her know where I was so we could meet up later. I didn't know where to go, but I had to get as far away from here as possible.