An: Okay this is the first chapter of the sequel to my Twilight/Mediator crossover, the new girls in Forks. I want to collectively thank all the people who reviewed on that story, and the last chapter, and I hope you are all reading this. If not, I guess it's my own suckish fault. (um, if you're not reading this why did I type that? You're not reading this? I don't know… I scare myself too, don't worry)

Anyway…

Oh yeah, this may/ may not (but probably will be) Suze centraled, even though it's set in New Moon. Simply because Suze didn't get her happy ending, and besides, Suze being in the story changes almost entirely the whole story of New Moon. Anyway, on with the first Chapter (sorry if it's short, but I promised people it would be up before new year, and up, that was nearly a month ago… I promise I'll update more on this.) Oh and yeah, (look, I know you're angry but there is no need to roll your eyes) review please! I won't update chapter two until I have at least three. (aim low and (hopefully) avoid disappointment) but the more the better!

Chapter One: Moving Day.

Suze:

I unpacked the last of Bella's things from her bag. She was out with her boyfriend, Edward, and had decided to be nice for a change, and unpack the bag she hadn't quite gotten round to sorting yet whilst she was out. Yeah, I know, I checked myself for a temperature too. I didn't have one.

I closed the draw shut, and flopped onto my bed. Yep, I was forced to share a room with Bella now. The room was large enough for two though, and it had it's own bathroom. (all the upstairs rooms in this house did. except the tiny guest one, and then, there was one across the hall no one else would need to use.) Besides, I'd never had to share a room before, and neither had Bella. This would be an – interesting – situation.

My half of the room had been left how it was when I first moved. White walls with photos of home (both Carmel and New York), Postcard from Cee-Cee, Adam and Gina and posters of random bands, actors, and movie stills tacked up all over the walls. My bed had a red bedspread on it, with silver flowers embroidered on, and lots of black cushions. My draws had a pretend white rose in a red vase on top, and my make-up set beside the flower. Truthfully, the only part of my room I really liked were the images that adorned the walls.

Bella's side was plain white. A canvas yet to be painted. The artist in me wanted to take a photo of her side of the room now, and when she'd finally settled in. That part shut up because I said so.

Soon the love of my life – I know sappy, and romantic. Bleargh, but it's not like he'll ever know will he? – Appeared in my bedroom.

Sounds pretty normal right? The object of a girls affections being in that girl's bedroom? Not so much if the guy just pops into existence. Or if he is sort of translucent. Or if he was born over a century ago. Or if, he is, you know, dead.

Welcome to a day in the life of Susannah Simon! Guaranteed thrills, spills and horrifying experiences! I would charge you admissions, but who would pay for that?

"Quedira? Are you listening? Susannah?" he whispered in his flat unaccented – and totally gorgeous- voice.

"I'm sorry, what?" I replied, trying not to blush, as my voice climbed up several octaves, even to my own ears.

"Well, really, I only said 'hello' but it seemed like you weren't listening because you were talking to yourself."

"Hey! How do you know that? It could have been a ghost."

"Susannah, I am a ghost, I can see ghosts."

"Worth a shot!" I shrugged defensively, and then Jesse vanished. Without so much as a goodbye. Ok, well he waved, and mouthed Bella, but still.

Wasn't it customary back when he was alive for men to like kiss a girl's hand or something when they left? Not that I wanted Jesse to kiss me. Not at all. Oh who am I kidding, of course I wanted him to kiss me!

Then Bella walked up the stairs, and into my – I mean our – room, she had a backpack on her back, which I guess was full of books, because there was none in her other bags.

"Um hello." She said, and walked over to her bed, where I had left her bag, she peered in and when she realized that there was no clothes left in the bag.

"I packed them away for you. You can put posters or photos on those two walls, and those are your draws. Um, there's a bathroom through there, but if you want your own there's one across the hall." I said and smiled at her. She smiled back and began stacking books (yay! I guessed right!) onto her shelf. I felt awkward standing there, so I walked over and helped her put away the last of her things. Tonight would be her first night, Charlie moved in with us tomorrow.

"Oh! Suze? I wanted to give you this, um, my mom said it would be nice for me to get you a gift, because I was sharing a room with you. Jewellery making is her latest hobby, and um, she said that she wanted you to feel like a part of her family as well. I guess she's happy my dad found someone, and I have a friend. We are friends right?" she added as an after thought, and handed me a small box.

"Of course we're friends! I mean I would have made you have the guest room, if we weren't." I said, and hugged her before I opened the box. Inside was a silver delicately beaded bracelet. Over the top of the beads was a charm that had been threaded on. It was a tiny black heart.

"Oh! Wow! This is gorgeous Bella, thank you so much! It's beautiful!"

Only the happy moment was ruined when my mom yelled up the stairs "Susie! Your brothers are coming home!"

Bella looked at me with a shocked expression that I am sure matched my own. David, Jake and Brad were coming home?

They had gone to live with their Grandmother after Andy had died. My mom and David wanted them to live with us, I did too (Well, David.). Brad wasn't bothered. But Jake wanted to stay on in his college. And their Grandmother wanted them to stay with her. But then she got ill, and old, very old. So she was in an old people's home. Paid for by my mother, because she cared about them.

I guess I already knew they'd move in. but I just didn't think. But my step – brothers were moving back in, and so was Charlie. Bella too. This did not sound good. This did not sound good at all…

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