were horses, Emma, youâd still be the bitch who killed my best friend.â He turned to Natalie. âSo, are you going to sit with me, or with QBK?â
âQBK?â Natalie said. âWhatâs that?â
âQuarterback Killer. Catchy, donât you think?â
I swallowed. âItâs okay; you can sit with him. It doesnât matter,â I mumbled. âYour life is going to be hell if you stick with me.â
âAt least youâve got a life,â Harry said as he pushed past us, shoving me into the door.
âOw,â I said, rubbing my arm.
âSuck it up, Em,â Natalie said, with false cheer. âThe fun is only beginning.â
âThanks.â We took our seats. âMartha told me youâd be a true friend. I doubt she realized how much Iâd need you.â
The teacher closed the door and crossed to the front of the room, firing questions at us in Latin.
âEgo requiro suus.â 1 Natalie whispered.
âMihi quoque.â 2
After Latin, I shuffled off to my next class, staring at the ground, trying to avoid the accusatory glances and the âaccidentalâ bumps.
Trig was the hardest; I dreaded seeing Cobyâs empty desk beside mine. But when I entered the classroom, I discovered him in his old seat.
Really? I plopped down next to him. Trigâs the last place Iâll go when Iâm dead.
I didnât come for the math.
For what, then? My charming personality?
He didnât look amused. You talk to Harry yet?
Yeah, heâs got a new nickname for me. QBK.
Coby thought for a second, then snorted in his ghostly way. Heâs a mean drunk. Always was. He called me Cheese for six months.
Why Cheese?
Because I hated it. He quieted for a minute, watching Mr. Sakolsky write a problem on the board. Emma, he needs you.
He canât stand me , I said, scrawling random numbers in my notebook.
I didnât say he liked you.
How am I supposed to help someone who hates me?
You raised me from the dead. I think talking with a drunk is within your â Coby startled suddenly. Who are you ?
Edmund, the man in the brown suit, had flickered into existence beside us. He nodded his head in greeting.
Coby, meet Edmund , I said. He used to teach in this room. Heâs the one who helped me figure out I was a ghostkeeper.
Youâre the one Neos killed , Edmund said, eying Coby curiously. Heâd only killed ghostkeepers before you. They donât come back, you know.
Coby glanced at me, his brow knit. So if you die �
Yeah , I said, keeping my hand firmly on the desk when Sakolsky asked for volunteers to solve a problem on the board. If Neos kills me, you wonât see me again.
Weâre going to find him first , Coby said. Weâll do the killing.
Such ferocity! Edmund said, with a slight smile. But you know, Coby, one must take care when speaking about ⦠him. Especially with threats. Heâs turning the Beyond into his own personal property. And if one doesnât know oneâs way â¦
Hmm. It hadnât occurred to me that Coby could use some kind of mentor. Someone to show him around the place. Teach him how to be a ghost.
Maybe you can show him , I said. I didnât know when I summoned him that â
Emma summoned you? Edmund interrupted with surprise. That explains why you shine so brightly. I thought I sensed someone new here this morning, a powerful spirit. Iâd been quite alarmed, but it mustâve been you. Yes, yes, you must allow me to show you the possibilities of the Beyond.
Coby gave me a look like, is this guy for real? And Edmund was sort of a nutballâhe had, after all, been a high school teacherâbut he knew a lot and he hadnât given me any reason not to trust him.
So I said, Iâll see you later.
Promise youâll speak to Harry.
I will , I said. But I didnât say when.
I watched them disappear into the ether, and Mr. Sakolsky scolded me
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