Yea, yea, it's short & it probably stinks so bad but oh well. This isn't the one I have been writing/planning to put on fanfiction but it's an idea I got really late last night/really early this morning.

Suze's P.O.V.

I can't believe that it started this way. I never would have guessed if someone had told me. But everything that is read in these pages is 100% true but if you don't believe than that is up to you and you alone.

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June 2nd

I laid in my bed, looking out the window. Where had you been this past month? You told me that you didn't know when you would be back, but you were positive that it wouldn't be long. Spike's been missing you like crazy, and he's not the only one. In the background, the radio started to play Britney Spears' "I will still love you". Not making a sound, myself, I slowly listen to the lyrics:

Time may take us apart, but I will still love you. I promise

And when the stars, stars are falling, I'll keep calling

I promise that you'll be my one my only everything, I'll never be untrue

And I promise back that for your love I will do anything

I will give you the stars

I will buy you the moon

And even in our longest of our nights

And Even through the darkest days our

Love will find away

Why does it seem that the radio always plays songs to what you are feeling? Or it could just be this one time, that my feelings and the lyrics correspond. But none of that matters. I've been able to get along in school with out you, no one notices anything different except for CeeCee. She knows that something is up but can't decide on what it is? I can't tell her, she would never believe me. "Hey CeeCee, Did you know that I like someone. Yea he's over 150 years old and used to live in my bedroom." I would probably be locked up in a white padded room with the key thrown away.

Taking about how old someone is my birthday is just around the corner, on June 5th (A/N: when is her b-day??) That's only 3 days away until I turn 18. Will you be back by then? I close my eyes and turn off the radio with the fancy remote thing that Andy gave me. Who knows when things will be the same, if they ever will....

Dream State:

I sit on the edge of my bed lacing my shoes, and glance at my self in the mirror. I'm looking good too, and why not? It's my birthday. My black jeans and diagonal red and black striped might be a bit different than what I usually wear, but I want to stand out today.

"Suzie! Hurry up your going to be late."

My mom calls from downstairs as I open the door. Checking my watch, I notice that I'm extremely early to be leaving. The smell of blueberries pours from the kitchen and as I open the door I notice that there are pancakes waiting for me. One word: YUM! My mom sits across the table with a smile on her face.

"I hoped that by telling you that you were going to be late that you'd be down here fast."

I looked at the food then at my mom.

"Did you make these?"

"Yup, Andy's not the only cook around here."

She looked so weird as she said this. I couldn't help but wonder what was up.

"Thanks mom!" I went over and hugged her.

The next thing I know, I'm at school sitting in first block. Why is English so boring? I don't even have CeeCee or Adam to save me this year. I glance out the window as the teacher drones on about Mark Twain. Why can't we read something that's not a classic? Like Artemis Fowl or something by Tamora Pierce, not that I have read them or anything but I've heard that they are good books. (A/N: they are!) In a daze, I hear a faint knock on the door to the classroom, but I just ignore it.

"Susannah..."

Looking out the window, still, my thoughts wander to Jesse. When is he going to be back, I mean today would be a great day. It's my birthday and all.

"Susannah..."

It would be a great birthday present.

"Susannah..."

"WHAT?!" My eyes open, I'm back in my room staring at two dark eyes looking back at mine. (A/N: i.e. she awake now) Okay that's a bit scary. You don't think so? Okay let's see your reaction to someone being about 2 inches from your face when you wake up at... oh 3 o'clock in the morning, when you were having an okay dream.

"Susannah... please do not scream"

What the heck? No one calls me Susannah, except Jesse and he wasn't here. This guy better have some good answer for calling me that.

"Well I wouldn't be screaming if you weren't so close to my face."

"That is true, pardon me."

The guy backed up from me and stood in the middle of the room. I looked at what he was wearing: an old, torn up brown shirt and matching pants. He looked like Jesse in the facial features, with the dark hair and the dark eyes and the height but other than that you could tell he wasn't Jesse. There was something similar about him though. When I had first seen his eyes I had thought that it was Jesse, but it wasn't. Where was this guy from and why is he in my room?

"Not to be rude but who are you? And what are you doing here?"

This got his attention, and with that he bowed down in front of me.

"Forgive me Joya, my name is Oso or Bear. I come from the city of Sapphire. That is all I am able to tell you. I am sorry."

Joya? What is with the names around here? First calling me by my first name and now Joya? What did Joya mean anyways? This had to stop, now.

"Um... Joya? Why did you call me Joya. My name is Suze. And what are you doing in my room?"

Oso looked like he was trying to tell me something but was bound by something and couldn't tell me. I was about to give up.

"Look, just tell me why you are here."

Relieved, Oso took something out of his pocket. It was a beautiful necklace that was a gold star in the with a stone in the middle, a deep blue Sapphire. Rising from the floor, Oso walked only a few steps before kneeling in front of my bed. With his palms up, laid the necklace. It was so beautiful. The actual star was no bigger than a quarter and had eight points on it. The chain had the look as if it was so fragile that it would break if touched. Oso looked up at me.

"It is called the Gold Sapphire. This necklace, found in Egypt, is from the Egyptian time period and it is foretold that the person who wears this necklace has a..." Oso paused before he started again as if he wanted to choose the correct words. "has a interesting future before them."

As he said this, he placed the necklace into one of my hands. Okay, was this guy high or something? Interesting future? How about an interesting present? I mean I can see ghost!

"Right... so why give this to me? I mean yea, I'm all for an interesting future but why me? Why not someone in Canada or Kansas?"

Oso bowed again, "I am sorry but I am unable to tell you." He paused looked at my digital clock, which read: 3:37. "I must be leaving, I am sorry I am not able to tell you more but here take this letter along with the necklace. I do hope this will help you, Joya."

Before I could begin again, Oso placed the note into my other hand and left the room as if he was a ghost. Okay, now I'm confused. He didn't look at all like a ghost, but that does explain how he got into my room. And what is the big deal with this necklace? Interesting future? Ha, right now I wish I had a boring one. Looking at the clock once more I finally decide that it would be better to figure out my "future" with a full night sleep. Placing the note and the necklace on the nightstand, my eyes close and I slowly drift into a deep sleep.

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Like it? I know it's short I just wrote it in about 20mins. It's my first one & it's just a first draft but I wanted to get it out there so I knew if people liked it or not. As soon as I get this up, I'm going to start chapter 2 (w/ or w/o reviews) but.... I would want to know what ya'll think of it, so please respond. Oh yea anyone willing to beta read? Thanks

~perfect-match