The girl who talks to the dead

Faith is a senior in high school, She lifts, she sings and plays instruments, she dances; pretty normal right? Wrong! She talks to the dead for heavens sake. Her life is nowhere near normal, let alone perfect, but that's not what she wants. She wants real. Being a medium is hard enough, add in multiple love interests from both teams, near death experiences, visions of the future, and an endless amount of cookies and Bam! You go from real to interesting to crazy.

Dylan looks to me with mischief and says, "Cookie? That's your name?" He laughs a little as he says this.
"Yup," I say popping the P. "Don't confuse me with the real cookie, soft and fragile. I am a black belt in whoop ass and I was first string on the soccer team. I train to kick balls." I pat his scared-shocked head and jump down, pulling Dylan with me.

When Faith starts getting visions of death certificates, she's no longer just a messenger for the dead but also the barrier that separates the two.