What's A Girl To Do?
Plot: Suze is still a mediator, but Jesse doesn't live in her room because he's not dead! He's a modern-day hottie who transfers to the Mission from RLS. Paul is still here, his story from "Haunted" is still the same. Paul's a pretty nice guy because Jesse's not in the way...YET! Things get dicey when Suze is trapped in the school with Jesse and Paul because of one hell-bent ghost. I've been toying with this for a little bit, so bear with me.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own any of the mediator charactors or any excerpts that may come from the books. If I own something in a certain chapter, I will claim it. Promise. :)
Suze's POV:
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Susannah Simon." I turned around in the breezeway of the Mission to see what hot guy was addressing me. You could so tell in his voice that he was easy on the eyes, and I was thankful for all of the product I'd put in my hair that morning. My face broke out in a grin as I saw Paul Slater standing, now in front of me, wearing black jeans and a blue short sleeved polo shirt that showed hot ripped his abs were.
"Paul!!!!" I said excitedly. I gave him a big hug, since the last time I'd seen him had been two weeks ago when he and his family left the resort I'd been working at and went back to Seattle. We went out once, but it ended kinda badly- pesky ghosts got in the way, and Paul and I had to do some fast mediating.
"Wow, I thought you'd missed me, but I didn't know you missed me that much." Paul said, putting his strong arms around me.
I broke away from him, kind of embarresed that I'd done that. "So, what are you doing here? I thought you went back to Seattle?"
"I did." Paul said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "But my grandpa needed someone to stay at his place with him, to keep an eye on things, so I volunteered. Now I'm going to my dream school."
"The Mission is your dream school?" I said sarcastically.
"Only because you're going here." He replied, with no sarcasm whatsoever in his voice. I blushed and smiled at him.
We started talking about what we've been doing since the summer when I heard Father Dom's voice behind us. "Susannah, Mr. Slater, might I have a word?"
I looked at Father Dom confusedly. "Uh, sure, Father D." He led us to his office, and I found out Paul had already spilled on his "I see dead people" story when he was registering, because I'd talked so much about Father D. When we got into his office, I was surprised to see a very hot Latino guy sitting in one of the chairs opposite Father Dom's desk.
"Susannah, Paul, this is Jesse De Silva, a fellow mediator." Jesus, is the mission a magnet for mediators? I smiled and said, "Hi. Welcome to the mission."
Jesse smiled back, and I felt my knees go weak. He has one of those kinds of smiles, the kind that most girls would pass out from. Paul laced his hand through mine suddenly, and said, "Hello and welcome." Though, not quite as warmly as I'd said it.
"Well, I just wanted to make you all acquainted with each other, although it seems Mr. Slater and Ms. Simon are already acquainted." Father Dom said, noticing the hand-holding. I blushed and said, "I'd better be getting to morning assembly. Cee and Adam are waiting." Since Paul refused to let go of my hand, he was dragged out of the office with me. "If you need anything, Jesse, feel free to ask." I added, trying not to get lost in his big puppy dog eyes.
"Thank you, Susannah." he replied in a hot Spanish accent.
"Uh, it's Suze." I said, stopping at the door.
"Alright, Susannah." Jesse replied with a smirk. I smirked back and walked out, dragging Paul with me.
"What the hell was that?" Paul asked me angrily in the hallway.
"What the hell was what?" I shot back.
"You were totally flirting with Rico Suave!"
"No, I wasn't and so what if I was?"
"So I thought...you and me...like...could be a couple!" Aw, now it made sense! Paul was jealous because he wanted us to be serious. He was stuttering and seemed to be at a loss for words.
I sighed and said, "Paul, I didn't realize you liked me that much." I mean, I did, but I didn't. "I wasn't flirting with him." I pulled on Paul's hand- the one that was still entwined in mine- and gave him a hug.
Then he kissed me. I so didn't mind, because Paul is one of those guys who you could kiss for forever and not want to stop. Like, ever. We did though, and broke apart breathlessly. "So...we're a couple?" Paul asked, unsure.
I grinned. "Yeah. We're a couple."
I entwined my hand with his as we walked into morning assembly. We sat next to CeeCee and Adam- both of whom eyed me crazily as I rested my head on Paul's shoulder. "I'll explain at lunch." I whispered to Cee.
"You better!"
The day was crazy. I had a few classes with Paul and a few with Jesse. Jesse turned out to be a total sweetie, and shared Father Dom's views on exorcisms. I was trying to convince him that sometimes, an exorcism is the only answer, when Paul came swaggering over to me. "Hun, you have a problem."
Ok, not something I was expecting my boyfriend to tell me. "What's wrong?" I asked worriedly, stopping all conversation with Jesse. Rude, but whatever.
Paul showed me a flyer for an upcoming party some junior or senior was throwing. I eyed the crude drawing of a tipsy girl and said, "Uh, why do I have a problem with this? I mean, yes, it's crude, and inappropriate, but whoever is throwing the party will get theirs whenever their house gets trashed.
"Babe, what's your address?" Paul asked. Jesse stood by, smirking at the drawing. He glanced at Paul and said, "You're going out with Susannah, but don't know her address?"
"I know it." Paul shot out defensively. "99 Pine Crest. Which is where-"
"Where the party's being held!" I broke in, seeing the address on the flyer. "That's it! Dop- I mean, Brad- is so dead!" I started to storm away to where Brad was standing, only to be caught around the waist by Paul.
"Whoa, there, tiger." Paul laughed. A few of his fingers went up my pink silk sweater, and I was pretty sure my capris were getting badly wrinkled, but I didn't care. "Paul, put me down! I have to go make more room at the dinner table!!"
"Suze, you can't fight him!" Paul said, now struggling to keep ahold of me.
"Susannah, I must insist you stop-" Jesse broke in, trying to help out Paul.
"Both of you stop trying to stop me! Paul, put me down! I won't fight him! I'll just hurt him a little!!!" I yelled.
"Suze, don't make me tickle you!" Paul threatened. Ok, tickle me? Really? So he did notice that his fingers were on my belly button!
"That's the worst threat I've ever heard of!" I said, laughing. I stopped trying to escape though and fell against the wall laughing. Jesse looked at me like I was crazy and Paul kept his fingers on my stomach.
"I think I'll go to class now. Susannah, Paul, I'll see you later?" Jesse said, posing this as a question.
"Uh..yeah." I said between laughter. "Later."
Jesse's POV:
I walked down the hall to my history class, hearing Susannah's shrieks of laughter behind me. A pang went through my heart, but I wasn't quite sure why. She was obviously quite taken with Slater, and somehow this bothered me. I sighed and went on to class.
Susannah and Slater entered a moment later, still laughing slightly. They took seats in the back and seemed to spend the whole class period giggling over something or another.
I was leaving school that day, and saw Susannah and Slater in what I presumed to be his car, since he got in the driver's seat. From that moment on, I could not get her off my mind. I wasn't sure why, though I tried to erase her memory, but then I'd see or hear something, and it would remind me of her.
Remind me of someone I'd only met mere hours ago. This could not be good.
Plot: Suze is still a mediator, but Jesse doesn't live in her room because he's not dead! He's a modern-day hottie who transfers to the Mission from RLS. Paul is still here, his story from "Haunted" is still the same. Paul's a pretty nice guy because Jesse's not in the way...YET! Things get dicey when Suze is trapped in the school with Jesse and Paul because of one hell-bent ghost. I've been toying with this for a little bit, so bear with me.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own any of the mediator charactors or any excerpts that may come from the books. If I own something in a certain chapter, I will claim it. Promise. :)
Suze's POV:
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Susannah Simon." I turned around in the breezeway of the Mission to see what hot guy was addressing me. You could so tell in his voice that he was easy on the eyes, and I was thankful for all of the product I'd put in my hair that morning. My face broke out in a grin as I saw Paul Slater standing, now in front of me, wearing black jeans and a blue short sleeved polo shirt that showed hot ripped his abs were.
"Paul!!!!" I said excitedly. I gave him a big hug, since the last time I'd seen him had been two weeks ago when he and his family left the resort I'd been working at and went back to Seattle. We went out once, but it ended kinda badly- pesky ghosts got in the way, and Paul and I had to do some fast mediating.
"Wow, I thought you'd missed me, but I didn't know you missed me that much." Paul said, putting his strong arms around me.
I broke away from him, kind of embarresed that I'd done that. "So, what are you doing here? I thought you went back to Seattle?"
"I did." Paul said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "But my grandpa needed someone to stay at his place with him, to keep an eye on things, so I volunteered. Now I'm going to my dream school."
"The Mission is your dream school?" I said sarcastically.
"Only because you're going here." He replied, with no sarcasm whatsoever in his voice. I blushed and smiled at him.
We started talking about what we've been doing since the summer when I heard Father Dom's voice behind us. "Susannah, Mr. Slater, might I have a word?"
I looked at Father Dom confusedly. "Uh, sure, Father D." He led us to his office, and I found out Paul had already spilled on his "I see dead people" story when he was registering, because I'd talked so much about Father D. When we got into his office, I was surprised to see a very hot Latino guy sitting in one of the chairs opposite Father Dom's desk.
"Susannah, Paul, this is Jesse De Silva, a fellow mediator." Jesus, is the mission a magnet for mediators? I smiled and said, "Hi. Welcome to the mission."
Jesse smiled back, and I felt my knees go weak. He has one of those kinds of smiles, the kind that most girls would pass out from. Paul laced his hand through mine suddenly, and said, "Hello and welcome." Though, not quite as warmly as I'd said it.
"Well, I just wanted to make you all acquainted with each other, although it seems Mr. Slater and Ms. Simon are already acquainted." Father Dom said, noticing the hand-holding. I blushed and said, "I'd better be getting to morning assembly. Cee and Adam are waiting." Since Paul refused to let go of my hand, he was dragged out of the office with me. "If you need anything, Jesse, feel free to ask." I added, trying not to get lost in his big puppy dog eyes.
"Thank you, Susannah." he replied in a hot Spanish accent.
"Uh, it's Suze." I said, stopping at the door.
"Alright, Susannah." Jesse replied with a smirk. I smirked back and walked out, dragging Paul with me.
"What the hell was that?" Paul asked me angrily in the hallway.
"What the hell was what?" I shot back.
"You were totally flirting with Rico Suave!"
"No, I wasn't and so what if I was?"
"So I thought...you and me...like...could be a couple!" Aw, now it made sense! Paul was jealous because he wanted us to be serious. He was stuttering and seemed to be at a loss for words.
I sighed and said, "Paul, I didn't realize you liked me that much." I mean, I did, but I didn't. "I wasn't flirting with him." I pulled on Paul's hand- the one that was still entwined in mine- and gave him a hug.
Then he kissed me. I so didn't mind, because Paul is one of those guys who you could kiss for forever and not want to stop. Like, ever. We did though, and broke apart breathlessly. "So...we're a couple?" Paul asked, unsure.
I grinned. "Yeah. We're a couple."
I entwined my hand with his as we walked into morning assembly. We sat next to CeeCee and Adam- both of whom eyed me crazily as I rested my head on Paul's shoulder. "I'll explain at lunch." I whispered to Cee.
"You better!"
The day was crazy. I had a few classes with Paul and a few with Jesse. Jesse turned out to be a total sweetie, and shared Father Dom's views on exorcisms. I was trying to convince him that sometimes, an exorcism is the only answer, when Paul came swaggering over to me. "Hun, you have a problem."
Ok, not something I was expecting my boyfriend to tell me. "What's wrong?" I asked worriedly, stopping all conversation with Jesse. Rude, but whatever.
Paul showed me a flyer for an upcoming party some junior or senior was throwing. I eyed the crude drawing of a tipsy girl and said, "Uh, why do I have a problem with this? I mean, yes, it's crude, and inappropriate, but whoever is throwing the party will get theirs whenever their house gets trashed.
"Babe, what's your address?" Paul asked. Jesse stood by, smirking at the drawing. He glanced at Paul and said, "You're going out with Susannah, but don't know her address?"
"I know it." Paul shot out defensively. "99 Pine Crest. Which is where-"
"Where the party's being held!" I broke in, seeing the address on the flyer. "That's it! Dop- I mean, Brad- is so dead!" I started to storm away to where Brad was standing, only to be caught around the waist by Paul.
"Whoa, there, tiger." Paul laughed. A few of his fingers went up my pink silk sweater, and I was pretty sure my capris were getting badly wrinkled, but I didn't care. "Paul, put me down! I have to go make more room at the dinner table!!"
"Suze, you can't fight him!" Paul said, now struggling to keep ahold of me.
"Susannah, I must insist you stop-" Jesse broke in, trying to help out Paul.
"Both of you stop trying to stop me! Paul, put me down! I won't fight him! I'll just hurt him a little!!!" I yelled.
"Suze, don't make me tickle you!" Paul threatened. Ok, tickle me? Really? So he did notice that his fingers were on my belly button!
"That's the worst threat I've ever heard of!" I said, laughing. I stopped trying to escape though and fell against the wall laughing. Jesse looked at me like I was crazy and Paul kept his fingers on my stomach.
"I think I'll go to class now. Susannah, Paul, I'll see you later?" Jesse said, posing this as a question.
"Uh..yeah." I said between laughter. "Later."
Jesse's POV:
I walked down the hall to my history class, hearing Susannah's shrieks of laughter behind me. A pang went through my heart, but I wasn't quite sure why. She was obviously quite taken with Slater, and somehow this bothered me. I sighed and went on to class.
Susannah and Slater entered a moment later, still laughing slightly. They took seats in the back and seemed to spend the whole class period giggling over something or another.
I was leaving school that day, and saw Susannah and Slater in what I presumed to be his car, since he got in the driver's seat. From that moment on, I could not get her off my mind. I wasn't sure why, though I tried to erase her memory, but then I'd see or hear something, and it would remind me of her.
Remind me of someone I'd only met mere hours ago. This could not be good.