Hello, and welcome, everybody, to the sequel for – "I Love You, Dear Commoner"! I'm very happy to be doing this, my first sequel. Greetings to all my readers, and new ones. Please review this; it's very important to me.

"Why do I need to know all this stuff, anyway?" I hollered, frustrated, banging my head against Jesse's coffee table. "It's important, Querida," Jesse replied, laying his hand on my shoulder, comfortingly. "Important?" I echoed. "Why is algebra important? And finals aren't important, either. I know all the important stuff, like how to deal with an uncooperative ghost, and not letting my 'abilities' go out in public. Right now, that's all I need to know, thanks." Jesse groaned, frustrated, and picked up the algebra course book. I was only in chapter four of the special book they give me to prepare for the finals, and I had no longer than a week to know it. If I got less than a B, I'd disappoint my mother so – she always dreamed of having an over-achiever daughter.

Instead, she got a mathematically useless mediator.

"Alright," Jesse started, staring at the equations. "Let's say you were asked to contact X ghosts—"

"Jesse, I appreciate your help, but this is NOT going to work," I said, slamming the book shut. "Maybe we should just watch a movie or something?"

"Susannah…"

"Please," I said, fluttering my eyelids at him. "Fine," he surrendered. "But you owe me!"
We spent the rest of the night watching Corpse Bride. It was really an adorable movie, and kind of alike what we had, in a way… Only, Victor ended up with Victoria in the end, not with the corpse bride. And, of course, it was a corpse the guy was falling for, not a ghost. There's quite a difference.

When the movie was over, I planted my lips on his. He wrapped his arms around my back in response, and deepened the kiss. See, those are the moments I live for. Not fighting nineteenth century bitches, suicidal maniacs, a pack of vindictive teenagers, a serial killer or a devilish guy that dragged me to the 1700's – who is, by the way, off my back now. All of this stuff, and my friends even, won't count for anything if I didn't have Jesse in the end of the day, my arms wrapped round his neck.

I leaned up against him as he lowered his hands to my waist, beginning an assault on my neck. I moaned and turned my head to kiss his lips, such tender, inviting lips – they were another reason I lived through all of that stuff.

I was so happy. Too bad that happiness was about to be taken away from me.

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"These finals are physically painful," Adam complained, as we sat at the lunch table. "Why?" CeeCee replied, taking a bite of her croissant, glaring at Adam. "It's a piece of cake. I can tutor you, if you want." Adam was just about to agree when I jumped in and said, "No. I've already tried the whole boyfriend-tutoring-you thing. It doesn't do any good. You'll just end up making out."

"Fine with me," Adam said, smiling at CeeCee. They were now together for over a year, like me and Jesse, and CeeCee had confided in me that they were talking about Doing It. I was really happy for CeeCee. She finally had the guy she wanted. Just like me and Jesse.

CeeCee blushed. "Well, as long as we do at least thirty minutes of tutoring before… making out." It was still hard for her to digest, she told me later. She said it was unbelievable for her that she was regularly making out with a guy. "Agreed," Adam said, and, instead of settling it with a hand-shake, as custom, he did with a hot kiss. CeeCee seemed to take great enjoyment in it.

The bell rang not awhile afterward. Geometry class was disturbed by Mr. Walden, which gave our geometry teacher, Reverend Knightly – I thought it was very peculiar, a reverend teaching geometry, but it is a Catholic school – a stack of pages.

He then gave us the sheets, while Mr. Walden explained they were lists and histories of some colleges, which you could apply a scholarship for. He said that now that we're seniors, we need to find a college to go to next year, if we plan to go to one. It had a bunch of them, with addresses so we could go take a look at a college we were interested in.

Well. This is really happening.

Sorry about the shortness. I think it will get longer soon… Enjoy this sequel, please review, love, Dana.