Summary: Jesse's a normal kid, a year older than Suze (he's a mediator), he has just moved to Carmel after living somewhere else (I'm not releasing that yet because he doesn't want to talk about it) and Suze is also a mediator(don't know if I'll add shifter but maybe some like telepathic stuff, just because I think it's funny); Paul and Suze were, but are no more.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, no characters (bar the girl I invent for Paul which you probably won't see much of, and maybe a few others which will include a ghost… oh and I own the plot, but that's about it) let's all give Meg Cabot a big clap for inventing all the stuff that you read in this story that you recognise! claps enthusiastically

CHAPTER ONE: The guy in the office.
(Suze's POV)

First day back at school and I am already called to the principal's office. Now to some kids that may seem really strange because no-one and I repeat no-one is sent to the principal's office on the first day back unless your like, a gang-banger (which one of my step-brother supposes I am)or something, but to me this is 100 normal. I'm called in there frequently and it is nothing to do school almost every time. It's more to do with the "gift" I posses.

Some gift.

Talking to the dead is a really not fun, especially when they usually wake you up at odd hours of the night to say they need your help (or they want to kill you, as I have experienced a lot.). This also usually involves sneaking out of the house, stealing my mom's car and kicking some ghost-butt too. It is so not fun and it doesn't do anything to help my complexion either. I mean, when I don't get my beauty sleep I look terrible.

So I waltzed into the office and up to the desk where the lady behind it told me Father Dominic will see me in a couple of minutes. I turned around to sit down on the other side of the office and as soon as I saw who else was sitting there I froze.
This guy was gorgeous. He had really dark hair and I nice tan and when he looked up and saw me, there was this sparkle in his eyes like I'd never seen before.

Whoa, Suze. Slow down. Paul has only just broken up with you, you can't go round fantasizing about other guys yet, ESPECIALLY ones you don't even know. It's way to soon. Another voice inside my head quickly rebelled with 'And what? Paul was a jerk anyway. He didn't dump you. He CHEATED on you, with that chick Leah. She's lucky you don't know her!' but I ignored it. So I quickly turned back around and took a deep breath to turn around and sit down, but to my dismay the guy was sitting in The Chair. The one the office lady always slips a Cosmo mag underneath when she's knows I'm coming in. That's how often I'm in here!
As I walked over to the seats I said to him "Uh, hi, my name's Suze. Is it possible for you to stand up for like two seconds?" Yes, I know it's sounds stupid, but what else was I supposed to say? I wanted my Cosmo!
He looked at me rather strangely "Sure. Is your name short for something? Susan maybe?" He asked curiously.
As a leaned over to lift up the cushion's seat I answered "Yea, it is short for something, but not Susan. It's Susannah as in 'Oh Susannah don't you cry for me." He laughed awkwardly at this. "Ah yes, I know the song,' and as he saw that I had retrieved my Cosmo he said 'so that's why you got me to stand up huh? A Cosmopolitan Magazine." He raised one eyebrow. An eyebrow, I'd noticed that had a small scar slit through it. "By the way my names"
"Hector, you can come in now,' Father D held the door to his office open 'and Suze I'd like to see you as well now"
He wants me to go into the same room with a hot guy? (yeah Father D will be there, but still. What if I start stuttering or something?) Who's name is Hector? What kind of a name is that anyway?

He must be crazy.

Instead of getting up, I just sat there and pretended to not hear him and kept reading my magazine until he called my name again.
"Susannah, are you coming?" He bored into me with those sharp blue eyes.
"Um, are you sure?" I was utterly puzzled.
"Susannah, of course I'm sure. Now hurry and get in here we have something we urgently need to tell you about"
Urgent? What could be so urgent about a hot guy named Hector? Apart from trying to explain how he got so hot with a name like that. It's so old-fashioned.

A/N: Well, that's chapter one. There's a story behind the name of this story too. I asked my sister what I should call it because I couldn't think of a suitable name, so she said George. I know it has nothing what-so-ever to do with the plot or anything, but it's a name, lol. But if anyone has any suggestions on what I could call it, they would be greatly appreciated!

Double-O-9-and-a-half

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P.S: I already have Chapter 2 written so when I get at least 5 reviews I will post it. If I don't get at least 3 then I'll take as no-one likes my story and will just leave it as is. So, if there are the minority of you that like my story, make people review so you can read on!