Hola people! I think I'm writing another one, even though I don't think I'll have enough time to finish it, I'll try. Ooo, I think I might be a Goth for Halloween, I'm not sure thought, I might be a witch. . . . like the last 80 years!

I don't know, I don't want to write a too perfect Jesse, it's getting a little too cheezy for me with him being so perfect. Everyone have a flaw.

Anyway, enjoy.

Summary-Suze's finally 20. I mean, No! Suze is finally 20! She's working on a hard job for Paul. And then there's Jesse. Well, just read and see what happens.

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"Suze! You dozed off again!" I quickly opened my eyes.

"No I didn't! I just-um-yeah, um-"

"Well, Suze, I'm gonna have to fire you if you keep dozing off."

"Yeah, right, Paul. See if I care." I said crossly. But I really couldn't afford to be fired. Literally. This is the only high paying job that didn't need. . . erm, knowledge. And he's the only one who would hire me, so yeah. And anyway, it's totally fine, except for Paul's idioticness. Paul's dating someone else.

He ignored me. Like usual. "Anyway, I need you to hold all my calls, I have a date with Stacy."

"Yeah, yeah." I said with a casual wave. Stacy is Paul's new target. Stacy's totally nice and sweet and everything. I seriously thing that everything between Paul and Stacy are fine. Well, hopefully. We wouldn't want Paul to turn his sucker on me again. But I don't think that's gonna happen anyway. I mean, that was 4 years ago.

Paul then walked away to talk to Jen.

Sigh. Time goes by so fast. Where does time go.

"Jesse's gonna have to take that one."

I clanked my head hard against the desk. Did he just say Jesse!

"Jesse!" I bursted.

Paul looked at me strangely. "Not him Suze. The new worker. Jesse. Remember? I thought we'd talked about you not going totally gagaing over the name Jesse."

"Hey! I wasn't going gaga over that name. And I totally knew that. I just wanted to know," I doodled. "What did you want him to take on?"

"Nothing that you can you."

"Try me."

"Suze, just go do your thing."

"And what's that?" I asked in laziness.

His eyes shined.

"Oh yeah. Um, yeah, I think I'll go. Yeah." I flared up.

I went to my office, and started doodling again. Jesse.

Everything broke a year ago.

There's her.

The girl that Jesse's tutoring.

And there's Jesse.

The guy that she likes.

He thinks that there's nothing wrong, but she's gotten closer to him than he thinks.

But of course, that's the problem, Jesse doesn't think. He doesn't think there's anything between them. But you could totally see it. And there's where my life when downhills.

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"Jesse! I want you to stop seeing her!"

"Susannah! There's nothing between us! I'm tutoring her." He said holding her to his sides. Coz he knows what could happen when I get angry.

"You're not tutoring her! She is on to you Jesse!" I screamed. "I can't believe you can't see it! She's tearing us apart."

"She is not! I should have known you wouldn't approve this! She's still a beginner."

"She is not anymore! You've been tutoring her for 3 months now!"

"Well, it takes a lot to get how to dematerialize!"

"What are you talking about Jesse! It took me a week to learn that when Paul teached me." Oops. That was not suppose to happen.

"And then there's Paul."

"He moved back to Seattle already Jesse!"

"Why are you like this?"

"Why are you protecting her! She's dead!"

"Exactly!"

"I cannot believe you Jesse." I slowly whispered. "That's the only reason. She's dead. And I'm not. Just because I'm not died, I'm never good enough for you anymore."

"Susannah-"

"I'm not good enough for you, and I will never be."

"She'd died Susannah!"

"That's why. I never meant anything to you because I never was died." I tried to hold back the tears. "Jesse. If you are going to do this to me, then just stay."

He didn't move.

Please move.

Please Jesse.

For everything that I do.

"Well, I guess this is it." I cried, slowly dematerializing. Dropping the necklace that Jesse had giving me when he had told me that he loved me.

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And that's the end of everything.

I cried for days after that, wondering if I had made the wrong mistake about dematerializing.

I softly rubbed the necklace, that I'd went back to get the day after. It was still there. Untouched.

"Why Jesse? Why is being alive such a problem for you, that you can even love me?" I slowly sobbed.

"Suze? Are you crying?" I suddenly looked up and saw Paul.

"What? No!" I said dropping the necklace back in the drawer.

"Is it about Jesse again?" He smiled wickedly.

"No! I'm sooo over him."

"You're not."

"Pft! Yeah I am."

"Suze. Don't lie to me."

"What do you care anyway?"

"Just because we're not in high school anymore, doesn't mean that I don't care."

"Well, you shouldn't. Because I don't want you butting into my business everyday, like back in HS. Because we've all moved on right?"

"Yeah, I have, but you haven't yet."

"Yes. I have."

"Suze. Why are you afraid to tell me."

"Because....I don't like you butting into my business, okay? So just, leave me alone."

"Suze. Nothing changed."

"What?"

"Have you ever heard of the quote, 'history repeats'?"

"Ya? So? What does that have to do with anything?"

He slowly smiled and walked away.

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"Hello, this is Slater Tech, how may I help you?" I said pleasing on the speaker key.

"Susannah?"

"Ohmigod! Father D? What are you doing calling here? Do you need something?"

"Well, I just wanted to speak to Mr. Slater, I didn't know that you, um, worked for him or something..."

"Suze! Who is it?"

I almost fell off my seat. "Don't you ever scare me like that ever again!"

"...Paul?" Father D suddenly stopped to listen to us fight.

"Hey! Father. How's it going?"

"Paul, Suze, I need you to get here right away."

"Why? We're-I'm busy."

"Some news arrived. . . .about Jesse."

I froze.

Jesse.

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Hello darlings! I finally finished! Yay! I know, it's kinda sucky, and I know that how every fanfic usually is, but I swear it's gotta be different, and better. Hopefully. Yeah. Well, please review.