This is straight after the ending in The Secret Life Of Sparrow Delaney By Suzanne Harper NOTE: I do not own this story the copyrights belong to Suzanne Harper.
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Chapter One

When Jack and I broke apart I said, "So this was the brotherly advice that Luke wanted you to take?"

He cleared his throat and said, "Well, yeah. He always had a way with girls so…his advice seemed like a good idea."

"So, you would never have kissed me if Luke hadn't told you to?"

"Yeah, I mean yes I would have…eventually."

"Mhmm, eventually," I said jokingly.

"Yeah, you know after finding out that you can hotwire a car; I was pretty much sold."

"When I found out you can light a match on your thumb I was sold." I said pushing him slightly.

"I know you did not just push me," he said with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"And what if I did," I asked playing along.

"I might be forced to push you back," he said as he tackled me to the ground.

"Hey! I only shoved you a little!" I shouted.

"I know, but its way more fun this way," Jack says smiling down at me. He was holding himself up on his elbows above me. Then he leaned down and kissed me again. When he pulled away, he was smiling like an idiot; kind of, like I was. I reached up and slid my arms around his neck pulling his mouth back to mine. His tongue brushed my lips and I gasped.

"Whoa! Keep it PG Sparrow!" Raven said. Jack quickly rolled off me and we sat up. Standing around was Raven, Lark, Linnet, Grandma Bee, and my mom. This was bad.

"Oh, hey you guys. What's up?" When no one answered I said, "This is Jack."

"Hello, Jack," Mom said politely.

"Uh, hello. How's it going Mrs. Delaney?" Jack said nervously.

"Fine, Jack, just fine. Aren't your parents waiting for you?" Mom asks sternly.

"Umm, yeah my mom is. See ya later Sparrow." He says as he stands to go. We all watch as he walks towards the driveway, where his mom is waiting. We watch as she gets out and lets him get in the driver's seat.

Mom turns to me and says, "So, that's Jack, the history partner?" I nod, still sitting on the ground with everyone looking down at me.

I stand up and dust off my back saying, "Yes that is Jack. Now, I'm going inside." I walked up to my room and sat down on my bed.

I'm never going to see Luke again. Luke was a spirit that was haunting Jack and it turned out Luke was Jack's brother. Well technically his cousin but Luke's parents died so Jack's parents raised him. That is, until Luke and Mr. Dawson got into a fight and Luke stormed out and took a hike in the dark. He ended up falling off a forty-foot cliff to his death. A year later, he started showing u pin my history class and following me around. When I admitted that, I could see him he wanted me to tell Jack and his parents that he was okay. He also wanted me to tell them that he was indeed dead and show them where his body was. I ended up agreeing in the end because of an incident that involved Jell-o and my locker and all my bras and underwear in a tree outside.

Despite all the inside jokes Luke told me Jack still didn't believe me so we took a hike to where Luke fell and got caught in a snow storm. In a cave, that Jack found Luke convinced Jack that he was dead; in a way that I do not want to remember. The funeral was today. I managed to sneak out while Jack was talking to some other people. He came here after.

The afternoon passed quickly while I was doing my homework and other school stuff. When evening fell, we sat down to dinner.

"So, guess what you guys?" Lark asked the table. I groaned I knew what what was coming.

"Why do you have to say anything? Huh, Lark? Why do you need to?" I asked.

"Just to make you miserable. So…anyone? No one okay, we caught Sparrow with a boy!" Lark exclaims. I cover my face with my hands as my sisters all ooh and ahh.

"What were they doing," Wren asks.

"What do think they were doing, stupid?" Lark says.

"Watch it Lark," Mom scolds.

"They were making out," Lark says snidely.

"Really, you guys! Why are you doing this Lark? Are you jealous that that I have a guy who wants to kiss me? Who doesn't think I'm a complete freak because I can see ghosts?" I yell at her, everyone at the table falls silent. I stand up and stomp up to my room; slamming to door in the process.

I paced my room too angry to sit down. "That wasn't a very ladylike thing to do," a voice behind me says. I turn around and see Professor Trimble standing there.

"So what. They weren't very "ladylike" either. They were being rude," I snapped at her.

"That doesn't mean you have to be rude back. Take the moral highroad and don't rise to their bait," She replies calmly.

"Oh, really a lot easier said than done," I retort.

"Now, now, keeping your temper is another ladylike thing you should think about."

"Yeah well this is the 21st century and women can act whatever way they want," I snap.

"If you say so," she says as she fades away. A soft knock sounds at my door. I open it and find Mom.

"Hey, I noticed that you didn't eat much at the table so I brought you a sandwich," She says.

I take the sandwich from her and say, "I'm sorry about dinner. I didn't mean to ruin it."

"That's okay, Lark was really asking for it," She pauses then continues with, "Do you and I need to talk about you and Jack…you know?"

I stare at her for a moment then get what she's saying. I quickly say, "No! Mom geez, no we don't." She nods, hugs me and leaves. I fall asleep with my clothes on; not caring about my teeth or face.