Outside the door of the auditorium, there is a table with a girl standing behind it. "Hey!" she greets me kindly. No scowl. No sense of rudeness. She is not ignoring me! This must take some getting used to. "Hi!" I reply back. "How can I get the ticket for the dance?" "Well, you can pay over here. It is ten dollars. And after you buy it, just give it to me. I am supposed to be collecting and selling the tickets. Well, actually, mainly collecting. Last minute decision?" "Yeah, I guess." "Okay. Well, you are free to go in and party!" "Thanks," I reply. I am so scared. What is the music stops and everyone stares at me? What if people can tell who it is? What if- "Aren't you going in?" the girl says, interrupting my thoughts. I nod, but I still have many negative thoughts in my head. What if I embarrass myself? What if everyone kicks me out? What if- I walk in, surprised to see that no one notices- no one cares? No one cares! Why didn't anyone notice? Maybe they are all too busy dancing and eating and singing and talking over the music. I walk over to the punch bowl. I am really thirsty. "Oh!" I exclaim, because somebody has bumped into me. "I am so sorry, are you okay?" some random guy turns around to face me and says. "Oh I am alright," I think I say, because truthfully I am too busy looking into his dreamy blue eyes. Why do I allow myself to do this stuff?

Ever since high school started, I've been unknown in the world of sophomore popularity. The only friend I have, Dylan Hood? He's quirky and nice and we have known each other since either of us can remember. The only problem. I have a major crush. Of course, as I have heard, if you have a crush on your best friend, friendships can end. Very, very quick. I can't risk having our friendship ruined by some...little feelings. No. Instead I've kept it bottled in me since fourth grade. And the pain is never-ending.

I'm Serafina Dole. Lately I've been seeing and hearing weird things, like whispers when nobody is there, strange images, and things like that. Then, one night, a Shadow approaches me! It's really strange, but I need to figure out what the Shadows are doing here before it's too late...

I was completely compatible with Lia, my twin. We were best friends. Like, forever and always. But she would always take one of my lip glosses whenever I bought a new one and hide it away. And then the kidnappers came. We had separate rooms then. No one, not even my parents had heard the people taking out the windows. But by the time I realized someone was in the house, the window in Lia's room was shattered. And she was gone. I had never found her stash of lip gloss. I had never had another one taken. Until now. The clues lead me to something much more huge, and MUCH more important.