Jesse's POV

I pulled away awkwardly. "I-I'm sorry," The words stumbled from my mouth.

Suze just shrilled with laughter. At least she was happy, I thought to myself.

"You always were very apologetic," Her voice had become very high.

The kiss hadn't lasted long, but it was long enough to feel a deep connection with this girl. Whether she was telling the truth or not, I had no idea- but I was going to find out.

"So Suze, if you're from this...time, then you must have family and friends right?" She nodded her head, but then she stopped and shook it from side to side. I creased my eyebrows in confusion.

"I was never born Jesse." She explained. "The people who are my family, they have no memory of me at all." If she could have cried she would have.

"What about friends?" I asked clumsily.

Before she could answer the room shook, things tumbled off the walls and crashed to the floor. "Earthquake!" I screamed and through myself under the bed. But Suze carried on staring at me, rage flooding her eyes.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK JESSE?" She screamed at me, "DO YOU THINK I HAVE FRIENDS?" Her voice went straight through me sending shivers down my spine.

Cowardly, I shoved my head under my hands. I remembered the time when I was a ghost, we could make rooms shake and brake.

I heard her sigh. She spoke to me more calmly this time.

"Jesse, you are the only one close to believing me and that's because you can see me, I'm dead Jesse, I have no one."

I tried to sympathise with what she was saying, after all I had been where she was as a ghost. However, I had not experienced this. I slowing clambered out from under the bed. Walking over to her, I put my hands on each of her arms.

"I will help you Suze Simon. I don't know what you want from me, but I will help you." I said wholeheartedly.

Her light was beaming brighter than before. Her face was spread with a very sly grin.

"I don't need your help." She whispered.

"You don't?" I said, raising my eyebrows.

"No, you need mine." She then vanished from between my arms. I was left alone to fix what had been broken.


Suze's POV

I flew away from Jesse. Without knowing where I was going I landed on the beach. Seeking a towel that had been left behind, I carefully lowered myself on to it. Knowing I couldn't feel heat I did my best to soak up the sun's rays. I relaxed into the towel. I hadn't felt this much at ease in years.

Suddenly, a scream sounded from right onto of me. My eyes snapped open. There floating above me was a girl of about sixteen.

I groaned and rolled over, why couldn't this ghost go bother someone who actually cared.

"Oh my God how do you do that?" She asked in a very excited voice.

"Do what?" I asked without looking at her.

"Sleep, of course!" She said in a very annoying tone.

"Do I look like I'm asleep to you?" I asked her, well more of grunted to her.

"Actually, yes." She said innocently.

Wow this was one stupid ghost, probably explains why she was dead.

I turned myself over to get a better look at her; I was shocked by what I saw.

"Heather?" I spit disgusted.

Heather was the first ghost I had dispersed of when I had arrived here. She was a total cow when it came to helping her. The reason she died was because she shot herself after her boyfriend refused to get back together with her.

"Yeah..." She said sarcastically. Ok so that explains the whole stupidity of the ghost, but how was she still here?

My eyes widened at my thoughts alone, I was never born, so no one had been able to get rid of her, well they defiantly needed me here.

"How do you know me?" She asked.

"It's a long story, but look I'm not sunbathing I just wanted to think I was, it was the only place my mind was truly at ease when I was alive." She nodded her head.

"I see," She said. "Mind if I join you?" Her voice was eager. I desperately wanted to say no, but I what could I do? Kill her?

"Fine," I said while sighing.

She quickly laid on the sand next to me, to my surprise we laid there for at least twenty minutes without making a sound. After that she became restless.

"So how you die?" She asked me rolling on to her stomach and kicker her heels up.

"A mob attacked me." I admitted, sparing her the whole story.

To my amusement she had seemed to go into shock so I rolled away from her and sunk back into bliss.

My peace didn't last long, however, as the clouds littered the sky and the moon arose. "Ugh, I am so glad we can't get wet," Heather said as she tried to flick a cricket from the sand next to her.

"Heather one of the good things about being dead is that it doesn't matter whether it is hot or cold, wet or dry, we feel nothing." I said to her.

"I guess," She mumbled. "So how long have you been dead?" She asked me brightly, "I've been dead for two years after shooting myself, been haunting that school over there." I watched her point to the big dome that everyone could see or miles.

I sighed. "I've been dead for one hundred and forty six years after being attacked by a mob, I was originally trying to get back to my boyfriend but when I died I have been waiting for him to return." I said to the very bewildered looking Heather.

Muffling my laughter behind my hand, I abandoned my towel and started strolling down the beach.

I couldn't hear her, but I knew she was trying to catch up with me. "So you have been waiting for your boyfriend for one hundred and forty six years?" She cried after me.

"That's right," I called without stopping.

"But wouldn't that make him dead? Didn't you ever think that maybe he didn't become a ghost and that he just passed over?" Well at least this girl knows her stuff, I thought.

I stopped to look her in the eye. "No Heather, he is very much alive and I know where he is, he returned two days ago." I smiled at her brightly before disappearing again.


Jesse's POV

My hand was cuddled beneath the pillow as I slept a dreamless night. In the back of my mind I could hear the voice of an angel.

"Jesse, wake up sleepy head..." It soothed in a loving voice. But I could feel a large thumping on my legs.

I was bought back out of consciousness to this hard thumping. However, the voice was still there, not quite so soothing though.

"Jesse, get up!" It moaned. "You're so lazy!"

Groaning, I rolled over. To my amazement there wasn't a thumping on my legs, just a ghost jumping on my bed like it was a bouncy castle.

"Wha- Suze! What are you doing?" I screamed.

"Oh, good you're awake. Now come on! We have loads to do today!" She was motioning for me to get out of bed. I quickly stepped out of bed, before realising I had nothing on but my under wear on. Blushing heavily I gathered the blankets around me. Running towards the bathroom I could hear Suze giggling hysterically.

To my surprise she left me alone to clean myself up. After getting ready, I thought I could smell cooking sausages. I followed the smell into my kitchen, where Suze was leaning over a hot fryer.

"You're making me breakfast?" I asked in shock.

Before she could answer me a loud beeping sound occurred in the oven. She kicked it with anger but it wouldn't stop. I looked at her oddly.

"It's been a while..." She said as if this was enough information.

I nodded my head not really understanding. Eventually we managed to get three sausages onto a plate and one egg. I thanked her and went over to sit at the table. She sat down opposite me.

I could see her looking at me, longing for the food I was shovelling into my mouth.

"What?" I asked her, my mouth still full.

She burst into a stream of hysterics. "You...Are...So...Funny..." Her sentence didn't get any further because her laughter had over taken her.

Deciding just to watch her, I place my fork on my plate and stopped eating. After a couple of minutes she stopped.

"Why aren't you eating?" She asked curiously.

I shrugged. "You were more interesting." Her face stayed expressionless. I'm sure she would have blushed if she had, well...blood.

I carried on eating, careful not to talk in case she had another laughter attack.

When I had finished I started to clean up. She was staring at nothing. Probably just waiting for me to finish what I was doing.

"When you woke me up this morning you said we have loads to do today?" I looked at her.

She seemed to snap of her dazed expression instantly.

"Oh, yeah there are some things we need to do today." I was slightly shocked; did she expect me to do whatever she asked?

"Can I you a question first?" I cringed back in case she got mad again.

"Anything,"

"Were you like this with me when we were dating?" I questioned, holding onto the kitchen surface.

Suze threw her head back and laughed, a lot. "Jesse when we were dating you were a ghost. So no I wasn't like this with you then. I am sorry if I seem a bit pushy but I have been out of company for a long time. And patience isn't really a big skill of mine." She admitted.

"No it's ok, I was just wondering. So what do you want me to do?" I asked.

Her face was holding a very devilish smile.


Suze's POV

"No!" Jesse exclaimed.

"Please?" I whined.

"No!" His voice was stern.

We were standing outside the girls toilets in a pizza restaurant. I had asked Jesse to befriend CeeCee and Adam. I had also wanted him to talk to CeeCee alone. I saw this as the only time he would be able to do so. Therefore I had innocently asked him to go into the girls toilets after her.

"Can't I go into the boys at least? Go and talk to Adam?" He whined at me.

Ok so I admit this did seem reasonable but I wanted Jesse to experience what it was really like to be a mediator. I had been in many boys toilets in my life running after stupid little ghosts. I was also having a little fun with him.

"No, Adam doesn't understand crazy, CeeCee does. So if you go in there and start talking about a girl she's never met, she might even sympathise with you."

He threw me a mocking smile. "Fine." I gave in, "But you still have to talk to her when she gets out."

"Deal." He said instantly.

We waited at a table next to the toilets for her to come out. I warned him not to look at the toilets because a lot of people would think he's planning on breaking in.

"Here she comes," He jumped practically sprinting over to the toilets.

"CeeCee can I have a word?" I heard him say.

I scanned the room for any signs of Adam; he had gone straight up to the till to pay. The queue was long; this should give us some time.

I watched as Jesse was bringing CeeCee back to the table.

"I have a boyfriend you know," She was saying.

"I know, this isn't anything romantic, trust me." He mumbled the last under his breath.

CeeCee was moving around the table, I realised too late what she was actually doing though. CeeCee had decided to sit down...on the chair I was sat in.

Jesse started laughing hysterically.

"What's wrong?" CeeCee asked innocently.

"Nothing," He disguised his laughter with a cough.

As revenge I slipped out from behind CeeCee and slapped him hard on his back. He spluttered some more.

Smiling with glee, I sat down in the middle of the table.

CeeCee was staring at Jesse like he was a weird psycho.

"CeeCee I just wanted to ask you if you have ever heard of a girl called Suze Simon." Jesse asked.

"Susannah." I whispered.

He looked at me at me like oddly then returned to CeeCee.

"I'm sorry I mean Susannah Simon." He glared at me.

I shrugged, "It might help." I said innocently.

Looking around me Jesse saw CeeCee shaking her head. "You have got to be kidding me." CeeCee was mumbling.

"Is something wrong?" Jesse asked.

"No, I mean yes." She leant against the table. "Don't tell anybody this but my aunt believes she can speak to the spirits and all that. But recently she has been going on an awful lot about a Susannah Simon. Oh and a Hector de Silva," She added.

We both stared at her like she was an alien.

Jesse seemed to snap out of it quickly.

"So why are you asking?" CeeCee seemed oblivious to his confusion.

"Oh, um she died... recently and she said in her will that I needed to find you." I glared at him and screamed.

"I said befriend her...Please." I added sweetly on the end.

"Ok... What for?" CeeCee wondered.

Jesse seemed back track from then onwards.

"You know what? Can I just have the address to your aunt? Maybe she can tell me a little more about what I was meant to be doing." Jesse said to a rather awestruck CeeCee.

She hastily wrote it down on a napkin and handed it over to him. "Be careful. Please." She whispered in his ear.

"Don't get caught up in those sorts of things, it gets dangerous." She looked scared as we watched her run back to Adam, who had been oblivious to the whole scene.

"I think it's too late," Jesse said to no one but himself.


Jesse's POV

"What was that?" She screamed at me when CeeCee had gone.

I picked the phone Father had bought me out of my pocket so I didn't look like a weirdo talking to himself in a restaurant.

"I have just got us an address to someone who can possible help us through all of this." I said into the phone and watched Suze roll her eyes at me.

"I told you I don't need any help!" Suze screamed. Before she could tear the restaurant apart I ran out onto the street.

"I told you to befriend her, as in be her friend. Not scare her away forever!" Suze was yelling.

"Suze stop!" I cried. The whole street turned to face me, but they probably thought I was screaming at someone like an ex-girlfriend or someone through the phone."

"I have got an address to the one person in the whole world who stands a chance of believing us. Perhaps even the only person in the world who has a chance to make you alive again!"

She stared at me blankly.


So this was chapter 3!

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