Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in getting up every time we do.

Joanna Cummings woke up, and her life changed forever....

Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

"Hola!" yelled my Spanish teacher, Mrs. Diaz. It was my first day of high school, and I was at a new school. "Ok so since everyone is new, to get to know each other we are going to go up and down the rows, and when it's your turn, I want you to tell everyone your name, and a hobby that you have," she said. Lucky for me, according to the seating, I was the last person to share. As I was waiting for my turn, I happened to look at the person in the desk next to me. A boy. The cutest boy I had ever seen in my entire life. He had dark brown hair with a bit of a wave to it, big dark eyes with a freckle underneath the left one. I stared at him for quite sometime. I'm actually really surprised that he didn't catch me. As I turned my head away, now looking back at my desk, a girl got up from her seat and started walking towards me. As she passed my desk, she purposely shoved all my books off, and onto the floor, and all she said was a simple, "Oops!" then she walked back to her desk.