"I'm not scared.What if the ghost is just a trouble maker and is messing with us."The man with red hair said smirking.
I giggled and then pushed an item off the desk behind him,causing the group to jump and turn.
I heard a noise from behind me, and I whipped around.
Written on my mirror, in eyeliner, was the word LEAVE.
My heart pounding, I slowly approached the mirror, scared.
I picked up the eyeliner from the desk, and glanced at the necklace that was still in my hand. I looked back in the mirror...
...And staring back at me was a boy.