I had gone to my first class, gym, and then skipped second. I was in no mood to listen to some middle aged bald man blabber on about math. So, I headed back to my room as silently as I could, dropped my book bag off, and went looking for Margo.
I started with the dorm halls. She didn’t seem to be around anywhere. Usually I can tell when she’s near; I get that prickle on the back of my neck, or the sudden wave of cool air. Neither of those sensations was present.
And thankfully, neither was Zac. He must have found something else to occupy himself with, or perhaps he was gone for good. Either way, he wasn’t annoying me any more, which was a breath of fresh air to me. God help me, I loved that boy. But, like most people, he had opened up a lot after he died; that turned him into a chatter box.
Next, I searched the library. The rows of shelves were virtually vacant, besides the couple of love birds I stumbled upon, making out in the fiction section. To my sadness, but not surprise, Margo wasn’t in the library.
I then wondered, as I walked down the same set of halls for the third time, if this place had a basement. And, sure enough, tucked away in the back corner of the school was a stairwell, leading down into the damp and dusky foundation. I reached, and flicked on the fluorescent light.
My heart jumped when I saw a figure standing at the end of the hallway. It sunk again when I realized that it wasn’t Margo. I took rapid steps towards the person, and with each step my curiosity grew less and less. Of course, I cursed to myself. It wasn’t anyone except Zac.
“What do you think you’re doing,” I asked him casually. He had his back to me, and was standing perfectly still. I stopped a couple steps behind him and tapped my foot on the floor. “Look, if you’re not going to help me find Margo, hen you can just—“
He turned to me then, with incredible speed, even for a ghost. His eyes, which were usually that strange mixture of blue, green, brown; were blazing red like two laser pointers. His lips were pulled up into a rabid sneer, showing my pointed teeth that didn’t belong to my Zachary.
"I've been waiting for you, Beatrix,"
My jaw dropped, my limbs froze and my thoughts vanished.