Disclaimer: For the last time i OWN NOTHING
"Suze...Suze...SUZE!!!!" I opened my eyes, squinting against the morning sun. I faintly hoped that it might be Jesse calling me. But when my eyes focused it was Doc. "C'mon Suze, hurry up, your gonna be late." he said before walking out. I sighed. It figures. Jesse never calls me Suze. I got dressed quickly and grabbed some Poptarts on my way out hoping I hadn't missed the bus.
I had.
I walked back inside to get my sneakers. I'm not walking a mile to school in my Steve Maddens. I was thinking of just asking my mom if I could stay home from school but somehow I doubted she'd let me. Dopey had left his cell phone on the counter so I grabbed it, I could call Adam on the way to school. The morning fog hadn't cleared yet, I still couldn't see more than ten feet in front of me, but it wasn't that bad. As I walked I dialed Adam's number.
"Hello?" he whispered
"Hey, where are you?" I asked.
"Suze? I'm in English. Where YOUR supposed to be. We've got a test today." I sighed. Right. The test. Of course I'd forgotten all about it. I hate Shifting lessons. And at this point I'm not too fond of Jesse either.
"Okay. English. Right. Nevermind then. Go back to the test. And stop answering your cell phone during class." Adam sighed and hung up.
"What was the test on? Romeo and Juliet?" I muttered to myself. Then I noticed someone walking beside me.
Jesse. Huh. Right on cue.
"Star-struck lovers." He said. "Fall in love but it's impossible to make it work. Due to a misunderstanding with a messenger and a priest they both end up committing suicide because they believe their true love is dead." Isn't he just the little ray of sunshine this morning?
I glanced up at him. He was looking at me with that expression again. Suddenly I snapped.
"Stop it Jesse." I said. He looked at me, confused,
"Stop what Querida?"
"Stop acting like your talking about us. Neither Romeo or Juliet could see ghosts. How do you know it wouldn't have been different if they could? Besides, they gave up too easily." I can't believe I just said that I can't believe I just said that shut up now Suze shut up now. "And..." I said, my voice breaking, "And...stop calling me Querida when you don't mean it." I couldn't look at him. Who was I to criticize Juliet's tactics? At this point I felt like committing suicide myself. Except with my luck I'd be stuck as a ghost. And that would completely ruin my plan of never embarrassing myself in front of Jesse again.
"What makes you think I don't mean it?" He said. "I tell you how I feel, I kiss you twice, and you still don't get it?" I stared at him.
"Yeah. But then you went and disappeared for two weeks. Not exactly a come on." I said. Jesse gave me a "What the fuck?" look.
"A come on?" he said.
"A...never mind." I said impatiently. I didn't want to have to explain the birds and the bees to the guy I love. " The point is, I don't get it. One minute you love me, and then you don't, and then you do again. Make up your mind!" We were at school now, standing in the graveyard. Hey, I didn't want people to see me talking to thin air.
"Jesu Cristo Susannah! Isn't it obvious?" I looked at him and blatantly said,
"No." he swore in Spanish and disappeared. I drew in a shaky breath and slid down his grave stone so that I was leaning against it.
"I'm sorry Jesse. I'm so sorry." I whispered. I put my face in my hands and cried. I cry way too much since I came to California. I never cried in New York. Since I moved here it seems like I can't stop.
Jesse's POV
"A...never mind. The point is, I don't get it. One minute you love me, and then you don't, and then you do again. Make up your mind!" she yelled. I stared at her. She couldn't tell? I've shared a room with her for a year and a half, I've kissed her twice, and she CAN'T TELL???
"Jesu Cristo Susannah!" I said, pacing back and forth, "Isn't it obvious?" I stopped pacing and looked at her.
"No." she said. I couldn't take it. I left. But I was only able to stay away for a few minutes. I materialized back at my grave. She was sitting on the ground leaning against my head stone, her face was in her hands and she was crying.
"I'm sorry Jesse." she whispered. "I'm so sorry." This was torture. I had strict orders from Father Dominic not to get attached, not to get her hopes up. But she was crying and I couldn't just stand there. I knelt down and buried my face in her hair.
"I'm sorry too Querida" I said quietly. Father Dominic had told me not to get her attached. "Make sure she doesn't fall in love with you" he had said. So instead I fell in love with her. I tried to tell myself it was just because she was the first person I had talked to in a hundred and fifty years, that it would go away. But it didn't. I didn't believe in love at first sight before I met her. Now I am, unfortunately, a firm believer. But I never wanted to drag her emotions into this. Look how well love at first sight worked for Romeo and Juliet.
"Suze...Suze...SUZE!!!!" I opened my eyes, squinting against the morning sun. I faintly hoped that it might be Jesse calling me. But when my eyes focused it was Doc. "C'mon Suze, hurry up, your gonna be late." he said before walking out. I sighed. It figures. Jesse never calls me Suze. I got dressed quickly and grabbed some Poptarts on my way out hoping I hadn't missed the bus.
I had.
I walked back inside to get my sneakers. I'm not walking a mile to school in my Steve Maddens. I was thinking of just asking my mom if I could stay home from school but somehow I doubted she'd let me. Dopey had left his cell phone on the counter so I grabbed it, I could call Adam on the way to school. The morning fog hadn't cleared yet, I still couldn't see more than ten feet in front of me, but it wasn't that bad. As I walked I dialed Adam's number.
"Hello?" he whispered
"Hey, where are you?" I asked.
"Suze? I'm in English. Where YOUR supposed to be. We've got a test today." I sighed. Right. The test. Of course I'd forgotten all about it. I hate Shifting lessons. And at this point I'm not too fond of Jesse either.
"Okay. English. Right. Nevermind then. Go back to the test. And stop answering your cell phone during class." Adam sighed and hung up.
"What was the test on? Romeo and Juliet?" I muttered to myself. Then I noticed someone walking beside me.
Jesse. Huh. Right on cue.
"Star-struck lovers." He said. "Fall in love but it's impossible to make it work. Due to a misunderstanding with a messenger and a priest they both end up committing suicide because they believe their true love is dead." Isn't he just the little ray of sunshine this morning?
I glanced up at him. He was looking at me with that expression again. Suddenly I snapped.
"Stop it Jesse." I said. He looked at me, confused,
"Stop what Querida?"
"Stop acting like your talking about us. Neither Romeo or Juliet could see ghosts. How do you know it wouldn't have been different if they could? Besides, they gave up too easily." I can't believe I just said that I can't believe I just said that shut up now Suze shut up now. "And..." I said, my voice breaking, "And...stop calling me Querida when you don't mean it." I couldn't look at him. Who was I to criticize Juliet's tactics? At this point I felt like committing suicide myself. Except with my luck I'd be stuck as a ghost. And that would completely ruin my plan of never embarrassing myself in front of Jesse again.
"What makes you think I don't mean it?" He said. "I tell you how I feel, I kiss you twice, and you still don't get it?" I stared at him.
"Yeah. But then you went and disappeared for two weeks. Not exactly a come on." I said. Jesse gave me a "What the fuck?" look.
"A come on?" he said.
"A...never mind." I said impatiently. I didn't want to have to explain the birds and the bees to the guy I love. " The point is, I don't get it. One minute you love me, and then you don't, and then you do again. Make up your mind!" We were at school now, standing in the graveyard. Hey, I didn't want people to see me talking to thin air.
"Jesu Cristo Susannah! Isn't it obvious?" I looked at him and blatantly said,
"No." he swore in Spanish and disappeared. I drew in a shaky breath and slid down his grave stone so that I was leaning against it.
"I'm sorry Jesse. I'm so sorry." I whispered. I put my face in my hands and cried. I cry way too much since I came to California. I never cried in New York. Since I moved here it seems like I can't stop.
Jesse's POV
"A...never mind. The point is, I don't get it. One minute you love me, and then you don't, and then you do again. Make up your mind!" she yelled. I stared at her. She couldn't tell? I've shared a room with her for a year and a half, I've kissed her twice, and she CAN'T TELL???
"Jesu Cristo Susannah!" I said, pacing back and forth, "Isn't it obvious?" I stopped pacing and looked at her.
"No." she said. I couldn't take it. I left. But I was only able to stay away for a few minutes. I materialized back at my grave. She was sitting on the ground leaning against my head stone, her face was in her hands and she was crying.
"I'm sorry Jesse." she whispered. "I'm so sorry." This was torture. I had strict orders from Father Dominic not to get attached, not to get her hopes up. But she was crying and I couldn't just stand there. I knelt down and buried my face in her hair.
"I'm sorry too Querida" I said quietly. Father Dominic had told me not to get her attached. "Make sure she doesn't fall in love with you" he had said. So instead I fell in love with her. I tried to tell myself it was just because she was the first person I had talked to in a hundred and fifty years, that it would go away. But it didn't. I didn't believe in love at first sight before I met her. Now I am, unfortunately, a firm believer. But I never wanted to drag her emotions into this. Look how well love at first sight worked for Romeo and Juliet.
