Here is Chapter 1 of my W.I.P story, Ghost Girl!

Ghost Girl:
This Story Is Not Meant To Represent Any Specific Person Or Series Of Events.

_____________________________________Chapter 1__________________________________

I'm trapped. I am trapped in this frigid abyss of darkness. I can barely make out a vague light on the horizon but I cannot move towards it because my body is sealed in an upright standing position.
What is producing this miniscule glimmer of light?
The solution to my question is soon revealed. A titanic expanse of light illuminates everything, revealing cherry blossom trees, all in full bloom. Their fragile petals shower down around me, coating the ground in a light shade of pink.
Then without a moments notice, "She" appears beside the trunk of one of the cherry blossom trees. Her face is flustered and she is staring at me passionately with her blue eyes. Her black hair flows elegantly in the wind, exposing a jagged scar on the very top of her neck. Then, as shyly as a girl could ever talk, she speaks.
"W-Wouldn't it be nice," her voice drifts away, "-if we could stay here... forever?" Her words are confusing, how can a girl I just met say that to me and expect me to understand? I just cannot comprehend what she means.
Suddenly everything is consumed in flames. The ground collapses, I'm falling. Then a hand stretches out to grab me then there's nothing again.
That is, until I feel something hard slap me across the face.
"CONNOR! WAKE UP! You promised to take me to school today!"
I am Connor Qualls, an eighteen year-old senior with black hair and blue-green eyes. I am part of the football team and I make straight Cs. I live with my mother and my sister, Maya.
Maya is, without a doubt, the oddball of the family. She constantly dyes her hair silver and wears pink contacts. Her jokester attitude makes it hard to not like her, but she is a nuisance sometimes.
My mother has nothing special to be said, just that she loves to joke around, like Maya, and yells a lot... Imagine how hard it is having to live in a house with two jokesters.
As I start out the door with Maya, my mother signals me to come back inside.
"Go ahead, I'll catch up."