Disclaimer: I'm not Meg Cabot, nor do I own any of the characters I mention.
Author's note: This will get insanely confusing, It's a crossover, but it's written from one-person point of view. This is Jessica's point of view. If you want Suze's go to the Mediator section and look for it. It's going to be very confusing.
Like there not enough going on, we're hosting a culture exchange student. Not a foreign exchange student, she's from America. Just from California. God she's gonna have blonde hair, and say 'like' between every word. Ernest Pyle High School decided to host this, they're having a bunch of students from Carmel, California come to get a culture shock. I didn't want to be a host sister, my best friend; Ruth made me do it. And it's not like they could do it simply either. We had to take a personality test, that way our brother our sister would have things in common with us.
"Jessica, Ruth's here." My mother yelled up to me.
"Jess, we're finding out who our sisters are." She was really excited about this. Ruth only has a brother, Skip, who is also hosting someone. She threw me my package.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?" She asked me.
"You first." I really didn't care who I got; knowing my luck it'll be some psycho who wants to kill me.
Ruth opened her package. And it showed a really pale girl.
"Tan much? I thought the town was call Carmel-by-the-Sea." Wow, dense much? Ruth is a genius, but has a bad sense of character. She still calls my boyfriend 'the jerk'.
"Uh, Ruth? I think she's albino."
"Oh…" Ruth was disappointed, she wanted someone who would boost our social life, and this albino chick wasn't going to do that. "It says here that her name is CeeCee Webb, and she's the editor of the school paper." Her and Ruth could use big words together. At least this CeeCee girl probably won't say 'like' between every word.
"Your turn." She told me. I guess since her host sister was such a disappointment, she was hoping mine would be better. I opened the packet, and her picture fell out. She had bright green eyes, brown shoulder length hair, and looked like she belonged to a cheerleading squad. God, why me?
"Her name is Susannah Simon. She's her class's vice-president." How is she suppose to relate to me? I've never been interested in fashion or government.
"Well, she's better than mine." Ruth informed me.
"She gonna be like Tisha, or Heather. Throwing pompoms in our faces."
"Better than having to hide your face from the sun." Ruth said more to herself than to me. She can be really mean when she's disappointed.
"Look, it's late, we should be getting to bed." I told her, it was late, almost eleven.
"Sure, look is it okay if CeeCee and I come over tomorrow?" I forgot these exchange students were coming tomorrow.
"I don't know if that's a good idea, by the looks of it, Susie and CeeCee might not be in the same crowd." I said looking at the pictures.
"I honestly don't care what they think." And with that, she left, allowing me to throw on some boxers, and hop into bed and await tomorrow when I'll meet Susannah Simon.
I woke up knowing where both of them were, CeeCee and Susannah. They're on a bus a few miles away. By the time I get ready, they'll be at Ernst Pyle High School's gym waiting for Ruth and I to come and pick them up. I don't have a driver's license, so Ruth will be driving. It's Saturday, so after we pick them up, we'll head to Joe's, one of my families restaurants, to grab food. Most of the high school will be there, grabbing food, because it has the best pizza in town. I grabbed a skirt, and a top. Okay, so I wanted to look nice? I put on some chapstick, and heard Ruth honk her horn, meaning she was waiting for me. I ran down to meet her at the car.
"Hey Jess, who'd ya get?" Skip Ruth's twin brother yelled at me from his car.
"Susannah Simon. You?" I yelled back.
"Adam McTavish. He looks like a fag in the photo."
"How could someone look like a fag?" I asked him
"He has a Louis Vitton backpack." Well that answered my question.
Ruth complained about her and her brothers exchange students. Mostly how unfair it is to have a fag, and an albino under the same roof. I personally think it's unfair to judge someone before you get to know them, but I was judging Susannah, but could you blame me? She was her classes vice-president. If that didn't have popular tattooed across the forehead, than I don't know what did.
We pulled into the parking lot, and saw people helping their exchange students' luggage into the cars. Ruth and I entered the Gym to see our principal talking to a priest. That's right, a priest. Ruth noticed CeeCee easily. CeeCee was sitting on a bleacher talking to a girl in a leather jacket. Albinos kind of do stand out in the crowd. Ruth walked over to her and put on the fake-est smile I've ever seen.
"Hi, your CeeCee Webb," it wasn't a question, "I'm Ruth Abramowitze. Let me help you with your luggage." CeeCee looked shocked at how forward Ruth was, but who could blame her.
"Okay," CeeCee said with a nervous glance back at the girl in the leather jacket, "see you later Suze." Wait, Suze as in Susannah? The girl in the leather jacket and ripped jeans? No way.
"Susannah Simon?" I asked in her direction.
"Yes, but call me Suze." Only fair, I hated being called Jessica.
"Hi, I'm Jess Mastriani. I'm your host sister." I held out my hand. She shook it. "Nice to meet you."
"Susannah, Could I have a word?" It was the priest that was talking to our principal. "Sure thing." She said.
She came back a moment later, "So, where's the car?"
"We're riding with my friend Ruth." I nodded to in Ruth's direction.
"Oh, CeeCee's host sister." We grabbed her luggage and headed towards the car. On the way, we bumped into Skip.
"Jess, meet Adam. Adam meet Jess, my girlfriend." Skip said with a smile. Ha! He wished. I punched him in the arm.
"I'm not your girlfriend Skip. Nice to meet you Adam." I said, I held out my hand for him to shake, but instead he kissed it.
"The pleasure is all mine." I guess he isn't a fag.
"Knock it off, Adam." Suze said, I guess they're friends. Who'd think it?
"Suze, he's never gonna have another chance at meeting girls, let him have his fun." CeeCee yelled from Ruth's car.
"Well, Skip, Adam, we'll see you at Joe's." I said, I was starving.
"Who's Joe?" Suze asked as we made our way into Ruth's car. "It's a restaurant." I answered; no need to tell her my family owned it till we got there.
"Wait, I remember now, I knew you looked familiar when I saw you," CeeCee said to me, " you're Lightning Girl, aren't you?"
Busted.
Author's end note:
I noticed a lot of crossovers, but I hope you enjoy mine. If you want Suze's point of view, go look in Mediator, please review, I'll post the next chapter as soon as I get three reviews. Thanks!