Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, Meg Cabot owns all the characters from all the chapters.

Chapter 2

"Father D, HOW could you have not told me about her??" I said, pacing around his office. "You know who ACTUALLY told me? Paul. PAUL told me…"

"Susannah, I know that you are very upset right now…" Father D tried to begin.

"What is she even doing here?! Doesn't she have like, a private jet or something, shouldn't she go to like…I don't know, a BETTER school than…than…HERE?"

"Susannah! I would have you know, that the Junipero Serra Mission Academy has the best…"

"And what the heck was Paul talking about…with her family having pixies or something?"

I stared at Father D for about 20 minutes when he finally realized that I was talking to him. "Oh!" He said, scurrying over to his desk and typed something on his laptop.

Yeah, you heard it right, Father D has a laptop, I can NOT believe that a PRIEST has more technology than I do…seriously, you would THINK that my parents would have given me at LEAST a cell phone by now, I mean, even Jesse has one now!

"So, about Elaine T's family…" Father D said, snapping me out of my my-life-sucks (technology wise) trance. "…there are legends that her family does not only contain mediators, but also a number of mystical creatures…" he turned his laptop to face me.

"Father D, did you make a presentation for this?" I asked, obviously he's been touching up on his skills (computer skills, I mean).

"Yes, well…" Father Dominic blushed. Yeah, he blushed. "…let's focus on the presentation Susannah."

"Oh…right, let's not forget the all important presentation." I rolled my eyes, but turned to watch anyway…I mean, if the guy took time out of his schedule to make a presentation, I gotta at LEAST watch it.

So yeah, the presentation started out with this family portrait (you know…the one when everyone looks all strict and they're all just standing there looking in the camera with no emotions on their faces) that looked pretty professional.

"The T family…" the computer began. And no, I'm not going mental, there was actually a voice coming out of the computer.

"…Which stands for the Tung family, which was started by Willem Tung around the 1700s, has been around for generations. There has been many tales and legends surrounding the prominent family. The legend includes werewolves, vampires, witches, wizards, pixies, and immortality. But do mystical creatures really exist…?"

"…look, Father D…" I began to interrupt, but stopped when I saw that his eyes were shining. First, I thought that he was crying, but then I saw that he had the yeah-the-main-lead-of the-play-is-my-kid-and-I'm-so-proud-of-him look.

Then, when I was turning around again to watch the somewhat boring presentation, the computer blew up.

No, seriously.

It blew up.

There we were, you know…Father D being all parent-ish proud of his work, and me being bored out of my mind when the computer just made a little ping sound and then it just…BLEW UP.

And guess what part we were on?

The part when they started talking about Elaine. Yeah, the Elaine that I ran into. And I kinda had this suspicion that she's the one who blew it up. I don't know how, or why, but I just had this feeling….that Elaine did it. It was probably some kind of mediator sense thing.

I'm usually the type of person who doesn't believe in mystical powers…and yeah, it seems kinda weird since I have some type of mystical power, you know, being able to talk to the dead and all. But I'm talking about the mystical things like witches, and wizards, and vampires.

And I've met a vampire. Well, he was more like a wanna-be vampire…but whatever.

So, with Father D staring wide eyed at the laptop - And why not? I mean, it's not everyday that a computer just randomly blows up in your face - I left his office just as the bell for lunch rang.

People were filling in the not-so-deserted hallway… and I couldn't find the person I was looking for.

I started to walk faster…and I gotta tell you, this exercise was not doing any good to my white Manolo Blahniks. Which, with my Couture Jacket and shorts were not exactly the practically-running-around-the-school type of clothes…if you know what I mean.

But, after pacing around for a while, I found him with Kelly Prescott and…Elaine. Yeah, There he was…TALKING with Elaine.

I walked over there and grabbed his arm. "Need to talk to you Paul…sorry ladies, I need to steal him from you for just a second." I called over my shoulder, dragging Paul behind me.

Kelly Prescott looked pretty pissed off, but Elaine just kept on smiling.

"Ugh, THAT is Suze Simon, and, if I were you, I'd keep away from her…" I heard Kelly squawk to Elaine.

"Wow Simon, easy on the goods." Paul said once we were away from everyone.

"Look, Paul…what are you doing talking to HER?!" I hissed.

"Talking to who…?? Kelly?? I've been talking to her since…"

"NO, not KELLY, Elaine!"

Paul looked at me like I was a freak, and I was starting to get the feeling that I was…

"I thought you liked her…she told me and Kells that you guys met and that you were realllyy nice to her." Paul leaned on a pillar with a bored experessoin.

"Ur…yeah, that was BEFORE she blew up Father D's laptop."

That apparently got his attention cause his faceless expression kinda became...not so expressionless. "Wait…what are you talking about?"

"You heard me…Elaine BLEW UP Father D's laptop…!!"

"Suze, are you absolutely POSITIVE that it was her??"

"No, Paul, I'm pretty sure that the little elves were the one who decided to blow up Father D's new laptop when we were on the part about Elaine...cause you KNOW how those elves are like."

Then, Paul did something that I never imagined he would ever do…he looked concerned…for ME. He didn't even make a remark about my sarcasm...which for him was well, weird.

"What…Paul?? Why do you have that expression on your face??" I asked. I mean, if HE was worried…then I'm pretty sure I had a reason to worry.

"It's just…I don't think you should…" Then Paul leaned in closer to me and whispered in the quietest voice I've ever heard him use so that no one else (although I'm not sure why he used it since there was no one else around besides us…)could here. "…I don't think you should say, at least out loud, that Elaine did something…well, bad…" He looked around to make sure that no one else is listening. "…because, well…I don't think you understand how EXACTLY powerful she could be….and I can't really talk to you about her HERE cause….well, she might HEAR. But, I don't know a lot about her myself…but I do know that there is only ONE person who can actually beat her and her name is Christy."

I looked at Paul and leaned away from him, cause I've had bad experiences from being to close to him before. "What?"

"Find her."

"Wha…Why?? Paul, you're not making any sense…and why are you acting all sixth sense on me?? What's happening?? Why are you so scared of her..??"

"I…" Paul began, but he couldn't really finish cause the breezeway on top of us started to tremble.

"What the hell??!!!" Paul screamed. Only he didn't say hell.

He ran for the yard to avoid the collapse of the breezeway…in his haste to get himself to safety, he forgot (but not to my surprise) to get….urm…I don't know…ME from being squashed by the breezeway.

But I wasn't counting on him being my knight in shining armor, so I was already behind him running my Manolo Blahniks to their full extent. We barely missed the breezeway when it collapsed on the hallway just a few inches away from my now ruined heels.

Okay.

THAT was weird.

Hundreds of pounds of concrete don't just COLLAPSE like that…something must've made it collapse.

Suddenly, I had a feeling of Déjà vu. Like this has happened before…only…when?

Then, when I was getting rubble off of my now ruined outfit and attempting to get up, it suddenly hit me.

My first ghost encounter in Carmel…this had happened when I tried to make her pass on to the after life…

When I was about to dismiss the thought from my head…(cause I mean, I exorcised her…right?? How could she come back?)…a figure moved from the heap of rubble and started to make it's way over to where me and Paul were….a figure that had long blonde hair, and was glowing.

"Didn't think you were going to see ME ever again…DID you retard?" Heather smirked.

Only she didn't say retard.