A/N: Hey, so a little update on life here. I'm in high school now, and it sucks, I mean sucks. Like being a freshman is the worst thing about high school. Teachers treat you like little babies or something, and the other grades well, they act superior. It all stinks, anyways, enjoy this chapter. Let's see if you can figure out what might happen next.

CHAPTER TEN: SUSIE LAURENS

I liked working as a pelican, it was a decent job. Aside from how scary I probably looked, it was still a fun job. Especially since I got to see Susie a lot, heck, it was because I got to see her a lot. She was sort of the highlight of my day. And, I don't even know why she would visit me so often, but it didn't matter. I liked when she would–when she would just smile at me because she found me cute in a pelican's outfit. Yes, she found me cute; she said it with her own mouth.

And, I like it when she laughs because of a joke I've said. But…it wasn't enough; none of it would ever be enough.

"Have I ever told you that you look cute as a pelican?" She started, flashing me a huge grin. What is it with girls? They know exactly what smile to use on me. And if I didn't have a crush on her, then the sudden rush I had in my stomach made no, absolute sense. Seeing as my doctor continually told me so.

"Yeah, about ten times to-today." I stuttered, feeling myself heat up in the pelican suit. She always found her way under my skin. Even if she wasn't trying to, but I bet she was.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't realize I did." She blushed, trying not to show it to me. Although I could very well see the red creeping on her cheeks. And, it made me feel good. A girl finally liked being around me and thought I was cute. Someone was actually paying attention to me–unlike some people. "So, you used to work at the Sonic Boom, right?"

And, moment killed.

I could never have a laugh without Ally being sorted into the conversation. Wide and brown eyes flashing onto my memory, just so that I could remember exactly what I had lost. It really made me laugh. One moment I was daydreaming about someone who didn't care about me and the next moment I was daydreaming about someone who did. And yet my thoughts were always on the one who didn't care about me. Well, you know what they say; the first cut is the deepest.

"Uh, not really. I was ju-ust, uh, friends with the uh, owner." I stuttered, trying not to show her that I had someone else on my mind. Although with the smile she widened, it seemed like she didn't notice.

"Oh, you mean Mr. Dawson?" And my stomach started fluttering around the word Dawson. Seriously, I had a girl falling all over for me and I was still thinking about Ally? I then remembered that her gaze was still on mine, so I brushed away the thoughts and regained my words.

"Um, no, uh, Ally Dawson." Shoot, Dez you keep fluttering at every mention of her, she's going to know.

"Cool. I heard that uh, she's friends with that Austin Moon guy." Then the feelings of jealousy recoiled. Ally and that Austin Moon guy, why couldn't it be Ally and that Dez guy? Why was it always summed down to Austin? God, and why couldn't I ever stop being so jealous. It's like this trait that bothers me, and stresses me, until I forget the fact that I'm friends with Austin–that we've been friends for years. "He's pretty cool. I have a few of his songs on my iPod."

"Oh really? Which?" My eyes twitched.

"Um, you know, Heard it on the Radio!" She exclaimed, grinning so tight that it revealed how much of an amazing cheekbone structure she had. And those teeth, geez, I've never meet someone with such white teeth. Not even my mom has such white teeth, and she brushes more than anyone. Of course she does drink a lot of coffee, and that's probably why. And her lips they're moving at such fast rate, she's probably singing the song or something. But I can't really hear anything because all I can think about is how much of a beautiful smile she has. "—it's such a good song, do you like Austin Moon?"

"Uh, yeah." I lied; well I'd like to think I did. Just because of the fact that I was jealous. 'Cause Austin was already nearing to famous, while I was still an underdog.

"Cool, because I like him, and if you like him, then…we have something in common." She teased, lightly pulling herself in with my wing.

"Uh, that's great."

"It totally is." She continued pulling herself in so much that I could already feel her breath against my skin. And it made my heart skip a beat a little. Maybe Susan could help me get over Ally. And that's of course that's a good thing, I think. "I'd sure like to meet Austin though…"

"Okay…sure," I croaked, as her blonde hair softly rested against my chest. I tried not to hyperventilate, but when she raised both my hands with hers and brought it to the front of her face. My breath hitched.

"Promise?" She smiled, leaning her chin against one of my hands. Making the hairs on my skin raise.

"Um, excuse me." I recognized that voice from anywhere and it didn't sound too happy. It sounded like Ally. And the way her voice sounded so sincere, made this a little whole scene sound a little embarrassing for me. So I flicked my gaze towards her…and to be honest, her hair really did beat Susie's. It was tied up, and it looked like she had been either running from a pile of zombies or running from a pile of robot zombies. But whatever it was, she still looked beautiful. Except the look on her face, didn't look so happy to see me. Then I realized who she was looking at–Susie. She didn't look so happy to see Susie.

Why wasn't she happy to see Susie?

"Oh, um, Susie, this is–"

"Ally, Ally Dawson." Susie interfered, laughing a little too high for my liking. But I dismissed the little perk, seeing as I have many of my own. It wasn't until Ally tightly bit her lip that I realized she really didn't like Susie. The slight roll of the eyes and the whip of her ponytail, suggested that she trying to actually let Susie know she didn't like her.

"Susie, Susie Laurens." She said through her teeth, spewing out a tension that was making it slightly uncomfortable to be around.

"Anyway, Dez, see you later." She smiled, letting go of my hand, which is when I realized she still had been holding it this whole entire time. And I guess that's why my heart started fluttering again. She really did like me as much as she let on. But the feeling soon left, when Susie decided to leave.

"Dez, can we talk now. And why are you hanging out with Susie Laurens? Everyone knows she likes to play with guys." Ally stammered, crossing her hands over her chest. As her ponytail laid on her left shoulder, leaving her to tilt her head to the right. And then I caught it… jealousy. I had that emotion too many times to know that she was going through it right now.

"First of all, Susie is a nice girl." I didn't get why she was jealous though. Did she think Susie was prettier or smarter and so she hated her? "It's not my fault you're too stubborn to really notice anyone else but Austin."

"Am not."

"Are too. The only reason you care about me is because you have no one to hang out with." I reasoned. And it was true; she only ever cared because now she had no one to call Austin. No one to push over and play mind games with. No one to constantly get ice cream with or go see fishes with. She only had herself, now that Trish spends her time trying to find ways to make Austin happy. She was all alone.

And then I started to feel sorry for her. Her mouth scrambling to say something but she couldn't find the words. "That's not–there's more to that, Dez."

"Really, like what?" I pushed, because I wanted to hear her say that she liked having me around. I wanted to hear her say that she liked me more than Austin. I wanted to hear her say everything she voice mailed me, here in front of me. I just, I wanted Ally to like me.

"I just. I can't." Was all she said, before she walked back to Sonic Boom and didn't speak a word to me.

It had been two weeks since that incident and it had gotten a little too quiet from her. It was like I said something that actually ticked something inside of her. I'm not so sure what it could be. So I just stood put, and tried not to think about what had happened. Even though every waking moment I wanted to ask her what she meant by 'I can't'. But I never found the strength to do so. I would just stare at the Sonic Boom in hopes that she would say something. All she would do was stare whenever Susie came around. She'd stare straight at me.

Her jaw would be tight and vision locked. She wouldn't move her eyes away, like if she did, she would end up missing something.

"So, you saw the song I sent you last night?" And that was also another issue. Susie really liked music. And she liked to sing. Not so good.

"Yeah, it's a good cover, although you should try songs that aren't made from Austin Moon. You know to explore…areas that don't include him." I carefully tried to pick my words, not meaning to hurt the very ecstatic blonde. But she had become more of a fan than before. Calling me late to tell me that it was such a good thing that I was friends with Ally.

Which I would always reply it wasn't that good. Just so she could stay away from the subject. 'Cause I knew that if she continued to talk about it, my mind would very well wander off to Ally and why she wasn't talking to me. "Oh, yeah. I should probably do that. I mean, I don't just want Austin Moon fans to be attracted to me."

"Mm, yeah." I replied, trying not to bring out the jealous side of me. I just didn't like talking about him. He barely spent time with me, and it was sort of pushing me away from him. More like it was erasing all the time we spent developing a friendship.

"Anyway, I was wondering…" Susie smiled, her eyes glistening as she spoke. I sometimes wondered if my eyes would ever glisten though. Did anyone ever see my eyes glisten like I would to them? I mean, it was a strange thing to be talking about, but…I just wanted to know. I wanted to know if anyone ever saw me in that light. Where they thought my cheekbones looked so perfect at the moment, or if they thought that my smile was adorable. But I couldn't keep my eyes on the topic for any longer, when Susie suddenly pulled me forward. "So, tomorrow, you promise?"

"Um, ye-ye-yeah, sure." I didn't even know what she was talking about.

"I like you when you're nervous." And then the color of my cheeks went even redder than they ever had before. Her grip was tightened around waist, and when she leaned in and whispered in my ear. My cheeks became so tight, that it felt like the red was turning into a discoloration–black and blue discoloration.

"Uh, I like you when you smile…" I stuttered, when she suddenly started laughing at how much of a nerve wreck I was. It was cute, but it hurt a little.

"Dez, seriously, relax. Just go along with it, you don't have to have a nervous break down." She assured, grabbing my hand in hers like she did last time, except a little tighter this time. Then she did something that made me gulp a little too loudly. She pressed a light kiss on my cheek and said in a hushed mumble. "You are seriously so cute."

And then she left. She disappeared and left me in confusion and haze.

Because all I could remember was how happy it was to be so close to her. And the fact that she was so happy to be close to me. It made me almost forget about Ally, but once again, I could never forget about Ally. Because she was right there, her jaw tight again, but her eyes…they looked a soft. It looked like something went off, like not only was she jealous, but she…she had another kind of emotion that I was used to. Heart break.

And then I realized why Ally spent so much time looking at me. Why she would clench her fists when Susie laughed at something I had said. I've known that emotion ever since I was small. When someone would take my favorite teddy bear or video game, the same look would come onto my face. I finally realized why she was jealous. And it wasn't because Susie was prettier or smarter. Or any of those things girls care about today. It was because Susie had taken something that was hers.

Susie had taken me.

A possession that was, and despite my own protests, is, always going to be hers.

A/N: Do you guys like Susie? Or does she smell a little fishy to you? To be honest, I like her, well cause I created her. But she seems to make Dez happy so, yeh. Anyways, please review, it's like a cookie for me. And long reviews make me so happy you have no idea how many times I jump on my mom's bed because of it. Yeah, evil.