Disclaimer: I own nothing except Matt and the plot. All the other characters belong to Meg Cabot.

It's 2 a.m. and I'm still working on my essay when someone materializes behind me.

"Go away Matt, I'm still in the bubble letter stage." I say before he gets the chance to speak.

"Who's Matt?" I hear behind me. I know that voice. I know that voice. I know that voice. I spin around in my chair.

"Jesse?" I squeak. He starts to say something but before he can I throw my arms around him. I bury my face in his shoulder for a second and his grip on me tightens.

"Jesse...need...air..." I rasp. He grins at me sheepishly and loosens his grip.

"You're a jerk." I say, "I love you but you're still a jerk."

"I had a speech you know." he says in between kissing me, "it was good too." I grin.

"I'm listening."

"I'm an idiot," he says kissing me, "I'm sorry, I can't live without you, I'm an idiot, I love you." I shrug.

"Works for me." I say. Someone knocks over my garbage can behind us. Jesse grip tightens again but for a different reason this time. I turn around and see Matt.

"Sorry! Sorry!" he says raising his hands as if to ward off any impending verbal abuse from my direction, "I tried to disappear quietly but I haven't gotten the hang of this yet." He smiles nervously, "Please don't hurt me." Then looking at Jesse he says.

"Hey, you must be Jesse." Jesse just looks confused.

"Who is this Querida?" Then realization dawns on him. "Didn't he try to kill you?" he says.

"Oh, yah, well, he got over that. Jesse, this is Matt, you obviously remember him, you two sort of met the night you left." I say looking at him. He looks away. "Anyway, Matt can't seem to figure out why he's still here, so he hangs out with me." Jesse looks worried.

"You have some guy you barely know living in your bedroom??" he asks.

"Well it wouldn't be the first time." I say. Jesse smiles. "But no." I say. Suddenly curious, I turn towards Matt,

"Where do you live anyway?"

"Here, there, everywhere." He says shrugging.

"Hooters?" I say wryly.

"Shut up." he says blushing and suddenly becoming intensely interested in my carpet.

"Hooters?" Jesse asks.

"Um...nothing. Just....well....your not going there if I can help it." I say

"Why? Is it like that hallway? Purgatory or something?" he asks. I smile.

"Yes Jesse. It's like purgatory." I say. Matt snorts. Jesse just looks even more confused.

"Why does he live in purgatory?" he asks.

"Many reasons." I say throwing a book at Matt who is trying desperately, and unsuccessfully to choke back laughter.

"So how long has he been here?" Jesse asks pointing toward Matt, who is, by the way, still on the floor with my garbage can.

"I have a name you know." Matt says rubbing the back of his head where my book hit him. Both of us ignore him. I shrug.

"Since you left." I say. Jesse looks confused.

"But that's over a year. Why hasn't he moved on? Doesn't he have any idea why he's still here?"

"Nope." I say. Jesse raises his eyebrows.

"May I point out that you, Mr. De Silva, have been here for 151 years and still don't know why you haven't moved on." I say. Jesse looks at me.

"I have a pretty good idea." He says. I blush and smile. Matt clears his throat.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I am in the room you know." I give him a look. "And now I'm leaving" he says quickly. He gets off the floor and shakes Jesse's hand.

"Nice to finally meet you de Silva." he says. Then when I thinks I can't hear him he mutters to Jesse,

"Hurt her again and I'll kick your ass." Jesse looks at him and nods. Matt disappears. Jesse looks at me,

"You should go to sleep Querida. It's late." I nod and get in bed. He starts walk over to his old spot on the window seat.

"Hey, where do you think your going?" I say. I grab his hand and pull him over to my bed.

"No Querida. That wouldn't be right." he says seriously. I roll my eyes.

"Jesse, nothing going to happen, but it's December, it's unnaturally cold, and our heater is broken, therefore I'm freezing." He smiles and gets under the covers with me.

"So," I say, curling up against him, "What've you done over the past year." He smiles at me and starts to talk. I fall asleep listening to the sound of his voice.

I woke up warm and in Jesse's arms. Life has seriously improved in the last few hours. He smiled when my eyes opened.

"Good morning Querida" he said kissing me softly. I stretched and snuggled against him.

"Why'd you come back?" I say with my eyes closed against his chest.

"I couldn't stay away" he says kissing the top of my head. "Technically I'm just being selfish and possibly sacrificing your health for my happiness." he said sounding worried.

"Well," I say, "Please go on being selfish." I pull back a little and look up at him, "Besides, you lived here for a year and a half before you left, and my health was perfectly fine. And I've been mediating since I was like, six. I never had any problems before. And Matt's always hanging around and I don't seem to be dying. Maybe Dr. Slaski was talking about actually shifting, like, going into that shadow world. Because that makes more sense. I mean, when I exorcized myself I slept for three days afterwards." Jesse stares at me.

"You know," he says, "I really wish I had realized that a year ago." I shake my head.

"You were in 'this can never work out because I'm dead' mode. You still would've left." I say.

"I'm sorry." He says. I nod.

"I know." I say. He kisses me softly, then pulls back.

"So." he says, "About this Matt guy..." I groan.

"I knew this was coming" I say. Jesse looks serious.

"Susannah? Did anything....happen between you two?" I make a face.

"Gross." I say. He laughs.

"I'm serious Susannah. I'm not going to be mad, I just want to know." he says. I shake my head.

"I'm sticking with my first answer buddy." I say, "Matt's like my brother. He teases me, he watches Jackass with me, he reads my diary whenever I won't tell him something, he listens to me pour my heart out over you. Once when I was really upset he let me paint his nails to make me feel better."

"Did it make you feel better?" Jesse asks smiling.

"No. But it was totally worth it too see Dopey's expression when he started seeing floating nail polish around the house." I say, "The guy is like an overgrown puppy. When he figured out that he could touch living people he went around stealing from muggers and giving it all to this one blind guy who sits at the corner of main street singing 'Jingle Bells'. Even in July."

"Sounds like you two have gotten pretty close" Jesse mutters.

"Me and the blind guy?" I ask. Jesse mutters something in Spanish (A/N - can someone explain to me why my spell check thinks that 'Spanish' is 'Spinach'?). I grin.

"What?" he says.

"Your very cute when your jealous."

I stayed in bed with him most of that day. Okay. I know that sounds racy, but seriously it wasn't. We just talked. A lot. I mean, come on, I haven't seen him in a year, I didn't want him out of my sight for a second.

Yes. Okay. At this point I am 'That Girl'. Leave me alone.

A/N- Okay, so genies9 wants me to make Matt have a crush on Suze. It's a good idea but im not sure yet. Review and tell me. Please?