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Name: Zane Yuen
Age: Died at 18; 26 Now
Appearance:

Height: 5'10"
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Brown; Gold specks
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Traits: Sarcastic; Cocky; Charismatic; Good-Natured; Fun Loving
History: In high school Zane wasn't exactly the most popular guy in his class, but he wasn't the shy nerd either. He was brilliant, talented, and was friends with just about everyone his freshman and sophomore year. The First half of his junior year however, things changed. His friends began to drift apart, people began to form tighter cliques, while he refused to pick on the lower groups or praise the higher ones, so he was mostly ignored. When he came back after Christmas break he had changed his style, and attitude, and now he was excepted by the more popular groups, and hated by the lesser ones. He was one of the worst bullies now, not physically, but mentally he could get under anyone's skin. During the last month of his senior year he pushed an underclassmen so far over the edge that the boy brought a gun to school and shot five people before himself, one of those people happened to be Zane. For the past eight years he's been trying to fix what he'd done, helping anyone who really needs it at the school he was killed in.

Name: Anastasia Gold
Age: 17
Appearance.:





Height: 5'2
Hair color: Dark brown
Eye color: Blue
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Traits: Kind, shy, awkward, clumsy, intelligent
History:

Anastasia is one of those girls who have always been an outcast and someone who was never really paid attention to. The only problem was, was that she brought the attention to herself, but not on purpose though. She was e xetremely clumsy and always embarrassed herself at the wrong moments. It also doesnt help that she was one of the smartest kids in the school. Her dad always put pressure on her to make sure she got straight A's ever sense her Mom died 8 years ago. Her dad is always busy with his job so Ana tries to busy herself with other stuff like homework and reading.

Today was just like any other day of Anastasia junior year. Just as boring and just as tiring. She walked into the school with her mittens and and matching hat on. She avoided as many people as she could. She reached her locker with ease and got her books for her first class. Ana closed her locker door and managed to get her sweatshirt stuck in it.

Zane leaned against the wall of lockers and whistled quietly, not even bothered when someone stuck their hand right through his head to get to their locker. As she closed the door he smiled softly and put his hand right through the metal, opened the locker from the inside and popping it open again so that her shirt tail fell down where it belonged. "Careful." he said, though unless she was paying attention he knew she would only hear a whisper, and she couldn't see him at all, unless he was working to solidify his form, which he didn't do all that often.

Ana pulled slightly on her sweatshirt and went the locker popped open she looked at it confused. She shook her head closed the locker door walking away to class. Which just so happened to be right next to a group of kids who made fun of her. She went off to the side and tried to stay hidden away from, bumping into a few people and then apologizing. Ana walked into the classroom just as someone walked out without a cup in there hand, which spilt all or Anna's shirt. "This cant be happening." She mumbled.

Zane cursed under his breath as the girl who had been holding the cup spilled it on younger girl he'd just helped, from the look on her face she obviously hadn't spilled the drink on accident. He frowned and swiped another coffee out of the hand of one of her groupies and tossed it at her trendy looking top. All they would see was a floating cup, which was slightly amusing.

Ana put a hand over her mouth as she watched the coffee spill on to the girls shirt. The girl glared at Ana. "What have you done?! You just ruined a perfectly new and expensive shirt?!" Ana took a step back biting her lip. "I-I didnt do it.... I swear..." She looked over at the floating cup and took a step back confused. what the heck is going on? She thought to herself and watched as the girl stormed by and into the bath.

Zane leaned forward and chuckled slightly, speaking right next to the girl's ear. "They know you didn't do it, there's been plenty of unfortunate accidents at this school, and everyone knows it." he laughed softly and stood straight again, closing the door to the room and leaning against it, he wasn't sure if she heard all of his words or not, but he tried to make them as understandable as possible.

Ana froze, listening to the voice she heard talking. She made a look of confusion and looked around her to see he was talking to her, but nobody even glanced at her. She shook her head nd sat down in her seat. She couldnt concentrate at all in her class so when she was alled on she couldnt answer the uestion. Some people gave her amused looks but didnt say anything.

Zane listened to the question and waited a moment for her to answer, when she didn't he waved his hand and a tiny piece of discarded pencil lead floated over the notebook in front of her, too small for anyone else to notice. The Quadratic Equation seemingly wrote itself in front of her, he hoped she would notice before things got too awkward.

Ana bit her lip awkwardly, not wanting to have the teacher repeat the question. "um... its..." She glanced down at the notehook and tilted her head lightly and just went with it. "Thats right its the quadratic equation." She said then gave the teacher the equation. She sighed and leaned back in the chair. "that was close." she muttered.

Yea it was, pay attention will you? He wrote on the paper, followed by a small smiley face drawn next to it. He began doodling in the corner of her paper as the class went on, paying attention just enough to know the answers to any questions that the teacher might have asked his new friend.

She watched the paper as he wrote and doodled. She was kinda freaking out but kept to herslf about. She tried to just ignore it and went back to listening to he teacher and his boring listen. She grabbed her pencil and started to andomly draw on her notbook.

Once the class was over Zane left one more note on the paper before leaving the room, he hated it when people walked through him and in a crowded classroom it was almost inevitable. The note simply read Head over to the extra gym an hour after school ends if you want to find out more.

And looked at the note and then when the bell rang she got up to go to her next class. She debated wether or not to go. Its not like she had anything else to do after school anyways, so no there was no harm in going.

Once the last bell had rung Zane wandered through the door to the old gym, the one his class had used when they were in school, but since the new one was build seven ago this one had been all but abandoned. The last time anybody had come in here was when they had the candlelight service for the victims of the school shooting, but since then everyone thought it was creepy, even though only two of the victims had actually died in there. He flicked the lights on and for a second he didn't think they'd work, but then the florescent bulbs glowed to life and he smiled, sitting on one of the many boxes that were scattered around to wait patiently for the girl, who he assumed would show.

Ana gathered her stuff at the end of the day. She had almost forgot about going to the gym. She turned around and walked towards the gym hoping no one followed her. She walked into the gym and looked around. She kinda liked this gym better then the other one.

Zane took a deep breath and slowly solidified himself, though he would probably still be slightly transparent she would be able to see and hear him correctly. "Took you long enough, though I don't blame you since this place is pretty far away from the central hub of the school."

Ana jumped when she heard his voice. She hit her head on a bar then dropped her books. "Jeez. A little warning next time please." She said rubbing her head lightly. She looked upvat him and tilted her head lightly, trying to figure out who he was.

"Well seeing as anything I said would have made you jump." Zane chuckled, waving her words away with his hand. "More importantly, I'm Zane, and what's your name my damsel in distress?"

"The names Anastasia but i mostly go by Ana. You can choose which ever." She rubbed her head and picked up her bbooks. "wait... damsel in distress?" She questioned him.

"Ana, I like that, suits you." He grinned at her and stood up from his box, it was now obvious that he was see-through, there was no possible way for him to become more solid than this. "Yes damsel in distress, unless you prefer some other slightly adorable term."

Ana looked awy as she blushed and put her stuff in her bag. When she wasnt blushing anymore she turned back around and noticd the fast that she could see through him., but didnt day anything. "did you just call me adorble? because i am not adorale. im anything but adorable" she norded at that.

"Technically yes, yes I did." Zane smirked and walked toward her, offering his hand for her to shake, it wasn't completely solidified but she'd be able to feel it for a second. "You've had quite the interesting day I hear."

"whatever. Just no cute names. its not my thing." She told him and shoke his hand slightly "And yeah, just a little bit." She looked t him, observing what he wa exactly. She was surprisingly calm for what she was seeing.

"Aww come on cute names are- uhm cute?" He laughed, not sure where exactly he was going with that sentence. When he let go of her hand his palm made its way to his hair and he pushed his fingers through it, leaving it even messier than before. "Anyway, sorry for the whole coffee fiasco, didn't mean to get a target painted on you, if I did, I'm not sure."

"Oh its no prob~.... Wait!? What!? how was that you." Ana took a couple steps back and looker at him. "What are you exactly? " She asked totally forgting about the whole coffee thing. "Some kinda ghost or something? That would explain the whole notebook thing... " She looked at him and tilted her head. "Wait I recognize you from some where."

"Yea, you pass my picture like everyday, like I'm some hero." Zane shrugged and glanced past Ana to the wall behind her, thinking about the day he died, he thought about it a lot, but never quite remembered it right. "And yea some kind of ghost or something, I'm not completely sure myself." he gave her a crooked smirk and nodded at her bag, "I just thought I'd give you the answer since you were basically high pretty much that entire class, and your others too, though after that you didn't need my help much."

"Ahh.. okay thats right. Zane..." She nodded remembering the stories. Eight years ago he died in a school firing along with her mom who was one of the teachers, but she wasnt going to mention that. "I wasnt high I ws distracted by the fact i saw floating cup today.

"Oh I can do more than make a cup float, check this." Zane rubbed his hands together and flicked his fingers toward one of the piles of empty cardboard boxes. "You can call me Merlin." He grinned as the boxes floated up and spun around them, sending wafts of dust to the floor when they moved.

She raised an eyebrow and coughed as she watched the boxee. "Thats... amaszing..." she said obviously wasnt amazed or anything. "you can levitate boxes, cool." She smiled a little. " sorry today just hasnt ben a great day." she shrugged.

"Hey it's more than you can do." Zane rolled his eyes sarcastically and gave her a bright smile. "Hopefully tomorrow will be better, and if I have my way it will be much more interesting than today."

Sh glared at him slightly but laughed. "Whatever just no making things worse for me okay?" She half ordered half asked. "Kay?" She smiled a little.

"Worse? No, better I promise. That chick will get exactly what she deserves, and you'll be far enough away that she'll have no idea you knew about it." Zane's closed mouth smile cracked into a grin as a plan continued to form in his mind.

Ana nodded. "Okay, if you say so." ,She set done her bag and sat down on the old bleachers carefully, hoping they wouldnt break under her weight. She sighed and looked around. "Its a lot quieter in here."

"It's been a while since anybody used this place for anything other than a storage closet, a really big one." Zane turned around slowly and looked at the blank walls of the gym, the only memory he had from the day he died was walking into it and seeing the boy with the firearm, and he'd spent weeks in this very same place trying to get the rest of his memory back. "Only person who comes in here is the night janitor, and he just shines a flashlight in here to see if there are any kids breaking in."

She nodded thinking. "I could use a place like this to study." She thought out loud and looked qround. "The library is always crowded and I dont like to study at home,its oring. " She shrugged and leaned backa against her hands, but forgot she was on bleachers so she fell backwards.

Zane disappeared for less than a second and reappeared right next to her, reaching his semi-transparent arms out to catch her before he had time to solidify completely, "Whoa- Hey!" he winced as her torso fell straight through his arms and her head hit the metal bleachers. "Sorry sorry!" he said, finally being able to gently take her shoulders and pull her into a sitting position again.

She tried to catch herself but couldnt grab on to anything. She groaned and sat up. "That hurt." She mumble and rubbed the back of her head. She mumbled something to herself and stood up. "So done with this whole clumsy thing." She looked at him. "Thanks for trying hough."

"Everybody's clumsy, some people are just good at hiding it. Then there's people, or kind of people, like me who can't be clumsy, though I sure as hell used to be." Zane shot her a smile, trying to cheer her up as best he could. He let go of her shoulders before he became slightly intangible again, it was just as creepy for him to phase through people as it was for them, and he could only hold a solid for for a few seconds at a time, sometimes longer if need be but it always took a lot of work to keep it.

She nodded, "mmhmm" She looked at him then walked down the bleachers. She grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder. "So, is there anything else you needed me for or was that it?" she asked curiously. She didnt exactly want to leave because he was one of the only people, even though he was a ghost, to actually willingly talked to her.

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