I walk up and see Mikale picking on a younger girl. "You're such a jerk Mikale. Seriously you've got nothing better to do than pick on a thirteen year old girl?"

I see someone walk up to us. "He really is a baka. He needs to stop putting his hand through me. It's annoying."

"Yeah well he's a annoying like that."

I look at her. "So if you can see me then that must mean you are a mutant, right? I have found out that only mutants can see me. Weird."

"Yeah, mutant." I said making a ball of electricity. "That's the way we mutants work."

Sadness washed over me. "I was a mutant when I was alive. I think I was killed because of it."

I sighed, "Lots of mutants getting killed these days. Shame. You look young."

"I am. I'm only thirteen...or was. Whatever." I laugh a little. "Though I still wonder how I came back as a ghost."

"That is odd. I don't know anyone who's ever come back as a...ghost."

I smile. "Well, now you do. I'm Destiny."

I grinned, "That's true, I'm Shatter.Pleasure to meet ya."

"I would shake your hand, but your hand would just pass through me." I laugh.

I laughed too, "Well I wouldn't want to do that."

"So how old are you?"

"Eighteen. I think. I'm not so sure."