Car Crashes and Strawberry Ice-Creams

Hey, I kinda had to change the story, because I got an idea, then read Twilight and realised Jesse was alive. So erm... Jesse is still dead. For the time being.

Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Meg Cabot

CHAPTER 1

A RIDICCULOUS PLAN

"But father Dom-" I said.

"No buts! It can NOT be done, Susannah!"

"Actually," I said, "It can. See, I found this thing, but it says that you have to give up your mediator powers for it and-"

"For heavens' sake Susannah! What am I telling you? Give up your mediator powers? It's ridiculous! I seriously think-"

"Ridiculous?" I shrieked. Well, you would have been shrieking too, if you had suddenly come up with this ingenious plan, only to find out later, that it was thought of as ridiculous. "What is so ridiculous about it? I'm completely willing to give up my powers, and Jesse says-" Father Dom sighed.

"Susannah," he said "Jesse died one hundred and fifty years ago." I looked blankly at Father Dom.

"Yeah." I said. "And your point is?" Father Dom sighed.

"He doesn't belong here, Susannah. He belongs in heaven, or she should be starting a new life, or whatever he should be doing after he died. It's just wrong. I- I will not allow it!" A single tear leaked, and tricked down my cheek. I brushed it away.

"Father Dom" I said, my voice breaking. "Don't you know?" Oh great. I was crying. Perfect.

"Know what Susannah?" Father Dominic said, in a slightly gentler voice.

"What it's like." Father Dominic just looked confused. "To be in love." I finished for him. Father Dominic looked at me angrily.

"I am not falling for that Susannah! No! I've told you once, I will not tell you again, NO! I am NOT letting you do this." Another tear fell down my cheek, and then another. But I didn't make so much of an effort to wipe them away this time.

"Fine." I whispered. I turned around and ran out of his office.

"Susannah!" I heard him call after me. "Susannah, wait!"

I sat up with a groan. Sand coated me everywhere. As I was brushing it off, I flinched. I seemed to be sun-burnt quite badly. After the argument with father Dominic, instead of going back to class, I ended up going to the beach.

I have a secret place there, that no one goes to. It's far too rocky. Well, in the beginning it is. After it kind of evens out, and then there's this little beachy place... it's really beautiful. Especially when the sun is setting, and the waves are crashing against the rocks...

Normally, I would have stayed and watched the sun set, but today I wasn't in the mood. I quickly brushed off all the sand, ignoring the pain that shot through me as I did so, and stood up, gathering all the things that had spilled out of my book bag, as I had flung it down in my fury. I shook the sand out of my hair as best as possible, and started to make my way back, over the rocks.

Father Dominic's' and mines' argument kept playing over in my head.

"Never!" Father Dom's voice resounded in my head. "You don't understand-"

"I understand a lot more than you think." I snarled back at him.

"No you don't! You don't understand how dangerous this is! I will not allow it! I'm telling you Susannah-"

A single tear fell down my cheek, as I was brushing it away, I slipped and banged my elbow on a particularly sharp rock. Instantly blood started to flow from the wound. I blinked down at the blood, now trickling down my arm, and onto rocks. Great. Another scar. Just what I needed. But I didn't care that much then. I didn't even feel the pain. I just picked myself up, and went on, in the direction of the beach.

Mom would probably kill me for being late for dinner.