Sorry all for the fact that my computer is crap – but good news – I'm at my grandma's house where I have better access to a computer – so more chance of updates!! Thank you all for staying with me – and for those of you that care – I should be starting the long awaited sequel to the necklace this week (I know I'm happy) so on with the chapter….

CHAPTER 6 - i think

I woke up the next morning to the smell of pancakes. It took me took me a minute to remember that I was in California, thousands of miles away from home, but it didn't take as long to remember the previous day. I jumped out of bed (with a quick scan to thankfully notice the absence of one Latino ghost) and raced into my own private bathroom to take a shower, recalling everything that Paul Slater had said about shifting, and hurrying, too, at the thought of seeing him again – even if it was at school. O god, don't remind me – how much I'm not looking forward to this whole, new school, new faces thing – although Paul wont be all that new… now will he. Right as I finished my many feminine procedures of getting ready to face the day, my mom knocked on the door and came into my room. (A/n OMG – I just noticed that there is a scar on my ankle – can someone please tell me where that came from????? – k- Sorry – to the story)

"Suzie honey, you're up. I usually wake the dead before I can manage to get you up, excited for school I see?" it was than that I became aware of just how weird it was too see me up this early with out someone actually waking me up. I glanced around the room, hoping that she wouldn't see me blushing, and that's when I noticed that my window was closed.

"Mom, did u close my window?" I know that I opened it last night before I went to bed, since I was so hot.

"No honey, I didn't"

"Huh, must have closed it in the night or something, but yeah, I'm excited for school. New life and everything, just like that talk that you were giving me yesterday." I didn't mention that talk did I? it was so pointless, but you have to give me some credit for listening – right? I wasn't about to tell her that the real reason I was excited to get to me new school was to see Paul. No way. I mean, yeah she knew about him, but it's better if she thinks I'm excited about school. Plus, I need time to admit it to myself – I mean how lame is it that I actually got up early, JUST to see a guy. Who am I and what did I do with Suze Simon – ha, Gina is going to freak. You all remember Gina, my one and only friend who said goodbye to me at the airport with my grandma, but well, yeah…

"Well. Andy made pancakes for breakfast, isn't this just great? They smell so delicious too."

"Yeah, we better watch out though, with all these meals he's cooking, we're destined to start gaining some pounds."

"o, don't even remind me, Suzie!" my mom said with a laugh, "o, and I'm going to take u to school today, so I can make sure they have all of your paperwork and stuff. But tomorrow and the rest of the year – Jake will be driving you." I rolled my eyes at the thought of spending time in a car with me three stepbrothers, not that doc was all that bad.

About an hour later I found myself sitting in the school office next to my mother. After eating a delicious breakfast mom and I headed for the mission academy, while dopey, sleepy and doc were still arguing about who was going to ride shot-gun to school that day. I was listening to the sound of a pen against paper as, what I assume to be the secretary wrote away what ever notes she was working on. We had already been in the office for who knows how long, now we were just waiting to meet the principal, joy to the world! I know from the fact that my mom kept checking her watch that she was late for work, but every time I whispered over to her that she could go, she refused.

I took interest in a statue of what I believe to be the Virgin Mary. It was actually kind of scary looking and the fact that someone actually might pray to that was beyond me, but hey, it's not my religion. A boy about my age sitting across from me obviously noticed my attention towards the statue because he broke the silence by saying "every time a virgin graduates from the mission academy, the statue is said to weep blood."

At my skeptical face he added "hey, it's true. My sister graduated here last here, and I swear I saw tears coming down her cheeks, and I also swear that my sister is adopted" that last part was somewhat of a whisper, but I heard it loud and clear, and apparently so did the secretary lady at the front desk since she shot the boy threatening looks. The whole scene was so funny that I couldn't help but laugh. (A/n – I give Meg Cabot credit for that thing – but it had to use – it fits in the story perfectly – so yeah)

I got the impression that this boy was obviously the class clown, and this secretary obviously dealt with him a lot, since even through those deadly glares that the secretary was shooting, he still managed a proud smile, and a soft chuckle here and there.

Less than a minuet latter the door to the principal's office opened, but the person who exited unquestionably was not the principal of Junipero Serra Mission Academy.

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Okay – I know that's short – but its like 2 in the morning, and I need sleep – and I want to get something up because it's been so long since I updated, yeah – more soon – pinky swear. I will write a longer chapter tomorrow – I hope, but I wont update until I get a good amount of reviews. so reviw people - even if u don't like it...

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