I looked at my watch. 15 minutes left before first period. YES! I have time to tell Kaylee... I searched everywhere but I can't find her...

I walked to the parent coordnator, and trust me. HE KNOWS EVERYONE. I ran up to him.

"Hey Hannah..," He said unsteadily. Mr. Luis must've remembered me as the "Girl Who Killed Her Better Sister." After all, everyone does.

"Look Mr.Luis. I need to talk to a girl named Kaylee Anderson. Just tell me where her locker is please," I said, sort of annoyed that Mr.Luis is looking away.   
"Well... there isn't REALLY a Kaylee Anderson. Are you referring to Kaylee Kim in 8th grade?" He asked.

I shook my head. Hmm... I left the office and walked to my locker.

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the bathroom as I tried to scream. No words came out.

Instead of taking me to the normal bathroom, it took me to the old bathroom that was creepy.

Nobody used it, especially me. It was so dark and silent, with a huge mirror that made me look like a ghost with all those cobwebs hanging around it.

I recognized it was Kaylee who dragged me here. She had a face full of hatred and disgust. Kaylee slammed closed the wooden door, and brushed off the silk cobwebs in the mirror. She swiped on red lipstick like a dramatic spy in the movies. But it's obvious. Kaylee isn't the good spy, she was a monster set to kill everyone. I guess I'm her victim.

"Whattaya want?" I cried in dispair.

Kaylee whipped her head toward me, giving me a cold stare.

"Shut up. I'm here to try get you to switch bodies," Kaylee said without a blink of an eye.

I dropped my jaw as I said, "You're working for Holly?"

She stared at me, slowly saying,"I. Am. Holly. I'm the ghost of her. Only you can see me...But you're dumb enough to think I'm Kaylee."

I gasped. I knew something was up! My mom was acting weird when Kaylee was over, she loved red like Holly, and the ghost had eyes like Holly. Not to mention, but that's the reason 'Kaylee' hasn't seen Instagram for so long... And she's unknown too.

Anyways, I did realize this is my last day to live... Maybe it can be Holly's last day too.

"Hannah. Makeup can change a person. You can never change yourself, even with makeup. I can cuz I look just like you, and yet I'm the miracle. So once I'm actually alive, you can become me. A ghost that lives horribly. Now hold still as I say a curs... forget it. Say your final words," Holly said as she slammed the knife on the sink.

I smiled.

"You're gonna have a taste of your own medicine," I said as I held the knife with my hand.