A/n: I'm sorry it took a while, but here's another chapter. Thanks again to
all my reviewers! JeSsAnnaH- I've been considering doing something similar
to what you suggested... so wait and see if it shows up!
Chapter 9
Suze POV
After school, Jesse and I (and Brad and David) got into the car, and I drove Dave to his friend's house, then dropped Brad off at work (he got a job at the Quick-Mart [a/n: the store in the beginning of Reunion... I forget the name]) then drove Jesse and myself to mall, despite my aversion to it, because Jesse needed some clothes.
We got him all the necessities—a few pairs of khakis for school and a couple of pairs of jeans for outside of school, and some various t-shirts and polos.) Then, we headed to a diner and got milkshakes then hung out in the sand on the beach for a little while. As the sun began to set, and the beach emptied of moms with their young children, we lay down side by side, with my head on his chest, holding hands. I sighed gently. He lifted our hands to his lips and kissed my fingertips gently.
As the sun sank beneath the ocean, I realized it was almost 7. "Jesse, come on, Andy's waiting for us!" We jumped up and drove quickly home.
Ava's POV
After school that day, I met with Paul to tell him what I'd accomplished. "I'm heading over to his house tomorrow... you make sure Suze is going to be with you, okay?" He agreed, then gave me the bottle of the 'tonic.'
"Just make sure he gets no more than 3 drops... that should be sufficient."
Suze POV
Jesse and I arrived home just in time, and had slid into our seats as Andy was setting down the bowl of spaghetti.
"And who are you?" Andy asked, slightly confused.
"Jesse de Silva. I am staying as an exchange student from Espana."
"Oh... alight then. Well, welcome to America then."
"Gracias." We began to eat, then Jesse and I brought his clothes up to his—Jake's—room. As I helped him hang them up and such, my mom and Andy told us they were going to the Carmel Third Annual Young Scientist's Convention and Competition- or, in other words, a science fair- and Brad was at our neighbor's house for tutoring.
After we had finished hanging everything up, I sat down on his bed, and he sat down next to me. I turned and looked at him, and our lips met; gently at first, but with growing fervor and passion. Suddenly we were spread across the bed, and Jesse was slowly caressing my sides. I wrapped my arms around his back, and slid my hands under his shirt, feeling his smooth, lean back. His hands roamed around under my shirt gently, almost curiously. His lips were kissing my neck gently when-
"SUZE! ARE YOU HERE?" Brad was home. We hadn't heard him come in. We both groaned and stood up. I straightened my shirt and ran my hand through my hair (which had gotten sorta messed up. But what can you do?) and hurried over to the stairs.
"What?" I yelled back. He was at the bottom of the steps.
"Mom and Andy just called-" How long had he been there? Had we missed a phone call too? "They forgot to tell you- before they get back around 9 you have to clean up. Mom's new co-worker is coming over for dessert." Odd. I didn't know mom had a new co-worker. Jesse and I went downstairs. Brad retreated to the living room, where he sat playing video games.
"Are you going to help? Or did mom specify me to do all of the cleaning?" I asked sarcastically. Brad grumbled a little and shoved all the wires and controls to the video games into the cupboard. "That's better." With the combined effort of Jesse, Brad, and I, (though Brad much less willingly), the house was clean and neat by the time Mom, Andy, and Dave came through the door, followed by a petite dark haired woman with tan skin, a tall man with sandy blonde hair, and then-
"Wow! Suze! I didn't know Carl worked with your mom!" Ava's –stepdad, I guess- was mom's new co-worker?
"Do you two know each other?" Carl asked Ava.
"Suze is a senior at the Mission too!" Ava said.
"Wonderful. And who is this?" Carl asked again, indicating Jesse.
"Jesse de Silva, sir. I am saying with the Ackerman's- and Simons- as an exchange student from Spain," Jesse said smoothly, and shook Carl and Ava's mothers hands.
"Well, welcome Jesse, to America! My name is Alexandra, but you may call me Alex," Ava's mother said.
"Come, lets go sit down and Andy, can you go get the pie?" We filed into the dining room. I went to sit by Jesse, who had sat down next to Alex, but suddenly Ava shoved me subtly out of the way, and settled down next to Jesse and slid her chair ever so slightly over closer to Jesse's. He noticed this, and gave me a look, which I returned as I resigned myself to sit across from him.
Ava's POV
When I walked into Carl's co-workers house, I was shocked to see Suze and Jesse standing there, him withdrawing his arm from around her waist quickly as her parents and my parents filed into their old- but charming- house.
We were at the dining room table, eating a delicious cherry pie, when Jesse began to stand up to get more milk. Spotting an opportunity, I quickly jumped up. "Oh, no Jesse, let me get it. I was just about to go get myself some more, too." I ripped the glass out of his hand, and bounded off to the kitchen, ignoring Suze's suspicious glare.
In the kitchen, I poured him some milk from the container I found in the fridge, then quickly added a few drops from the vial I had gotten from Paul. Whipping out my cell phone, I called Paul.
"Hello?"
"Paul, its Ava," I hissed. "Call Suze's house now and get her to come over or something, I got the perfect opportunity to give it to him."
"Oh! Alright, I guess... I'll think of something." I hung up, grabbed the two glasses, and hurried back out to the dining room.
"Here you go," I chirped, and placed the glass in front of Jesse. Just then, the phone rang. The adults were too busy laughing and talking, so Suze went and got it. I ginned slyly and took a bite of my pie.
Suze POV
"Suze? Its Paul." I groaned inwardly.
"What do you want? We're not getting together until tomorrow for the lessons."
"Ah, see that's why I'm calling. Plans suddenly came up for tomorrow, then I'm busy after school for the rest of the week. So how about you come over now?" I tried to think of any feasible excuse, but couldn't- I heard her parents telling Ava it was time to go, so I was free for the rest of the night.
"Arg. Fine. I'll be there in like half an hour, okay?" I hung up, and went back into the dining room just in time to hear Ava go, "Oh, Jesse, since I'm here right now, how about you help me study for Spanish now? Is that alright?" Ava's parents and my mother nodded. Jesse looked at me and rolled his eyes slightly. I smirked. "I suppose so. Come on, let's go into the living room. Suze, would you like to join us?" Jesse said, and I smiled sadly. "Um, actually, a friend just called me, and we need to work on a, um, project. Do you think you could drive me to his place?" My mother agreed, and went to get her keys. Jesse looked at me with narrowed eyes, and I rolled my eyes back at him and mouthed "Paul." He glowered, and I nodded. "C'mon, Jesse! Let's go." Ava grabbed his arm and he stood up, then tripped slightly on the chair. I looked at him, confused... Jesse never trips. Ever. I walked over to him, saw that everyone had laft the room, and put my arms around his waist. "Are you okay?" I asked, and looked up at him. His eyes seemed slightly out of focus. "Y-yes, I think so. Just a little dizzy." I kissed his lips gently, then whispered, "I've got to go. I'll see you later." I let go of him and headed over to the car.
Ava POV
Jesse and I settled on the couch in his living room. I could see the effects of the "tonic" already... his eyes slid in and out of focus, his speech was the slightest bit slurred, and he seemed off balance. He grabbed his Spanish notebook from his bookbag, and opened it up to the notes.
"Y-you see, in some verbs in Sppaaanish the verb st-stem changes, like in the verrrb 'pooodeeer,'" Jesse got out slowly, stuttering and stumbling through his sentences. I heard Mr. And Mrs. Ackerman and Brad and Dave go upstairs and into their rooms. I took the notebook from Jesse's hands, stood up, placed it on the coffee table, and came back over to him. I leaned over, grabbed his chin, and said whispered, "No quiero estudiar ahora." His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to protest, but before he could say a word, I pressed my lips to his.
Chapter 9
Suze POV
After school, Jesse and I (and Brad and David) got into the car, and I drove Dave to his friend's house, then dropped Brad off at work (he got a job at the Quick-Mart [a/n: the store in the beginning of Reunion... I forget the name]) then drove Jesse and myself to mall, despite my aversion to it, because Jesse needed some clothes.
We got him all the necessities—a few pairs of khakis for school and a couple of pairs of jeans for outside of school, and some various t-shirts and polos.) Then, we headed to a diner and got milkshakes then hung out in the sand on the beach for a little while. As the sun began to set, and the beach emptied of moms with their young children, we lay down side by side, with my head on his chest, holding hands. I sighed gently. He lifted our hands to his lips and kissed my fingertips gently.
As the sun sank beneath the ocean, I realized it was almost 7. "Jesse, come on, Andy's waiting for us!" We jumped up and drove quickly home.
Ava's POV
After school that day, I met with Paul to tell him what I'd accomplished. "I'm heading over to his house tomorrow... you make sure Suze is going to be with you, okay?" He agreed, then gave me the bottle of the 'tonic.'
"Just make sure he gets no more than 3 drops... that should be sufficient."
Suze POV
Jesse and I arrived home just in time, and had slid into our seats as Andy was setting down the bowl of spaghetti.
"And who are you?" Andy asked, slightly confused.
"Jesse de Silva. I am staying as an exchange student from Espana."
"Oh... alight then. Well, welcome to America then."
"Gracias." We began to eat, then Jesse and I brought his clothes up to his—Jake's—room. As I helped him hang them up and such, my mom and Andy told us they were going to the Carmel Third Annual Young Scientist's Convention and Competition- or, in other words, a science fair- and Brad was at our neighbor's house for tutoring.
After we had finished hanging everything up, I sat down on his bed, and he sat down next to me. I turned and looked at him, and our lips met; gently at first, but with growing fervor and passion. Suddenly we were spread across the bed, and Jesse was slowly caressing my sides. I wrapped my arms around his back, and slid my hands under his shirt, feeling his smooth, lean back. His hands roamed around under my shirt gently, almost curiously. His lips were kissing my neck gently when-
"SUZE! ARE YOU HERE?" Brad was home. We hadn't heard him come in. We both groaned and stood up. I straightened my shirt and ran my hand through my hair (which had gotten sorta messed up. But what can you do?) and hurried over to the stairs.
"What?" I yelled back. He was at the bottom of the steps.
"Mom and Andy just called-" How long had he been there? Had we missed a phone call too? "They forgot to tell you- before they get back around 9 you have to clean up. Mom's new co-worker is coming over for dessert." Odd. I didn't know mom had a new co-worker. Jesse and I went downstairs. Brad retreated to the living room, where he sat playing video games.
"Are you going to help? Or did mom specify me to do all of the cleaning?" I asked sarcastically. Brad grumbled a little and shoved all the wires and controls to the video games into the cupboard. "That's better." With the combined effort of Jesse, Brad, and I, (though Brad much less willingly), the house was clean and neat by the time Mom, Andy, and Dave came through the door, followed by a petite dark haired woman with tan skin, a tall man with sandy blonde hair, and then-
"Wow! Suze! I didn't know Carl worked with your mom!" Ava's –stepdad, I guess- was mom's new co-worker?
"Do you two know each other?" Carl asked Ava.
"Suze is a senior at the Mission too!" Ava said.
"Wonderful. And who is this?" Carl asked again, indicating Jesse.
"Jesse de Silva, sir. I am saying with the Ackerman's- and Simons- as an exchange student from Spain," Jesse said smoothly, and shook Carl and Ava's mothers hands.
"Well, welcome Jesse, to America! My name is Alexandra, but you may call me Alex," Ava's mother said.
"Come, lets go sit down and Andy, can you go get the pie?" We filed into the dining room. I went to sit by Jesse, who had sat down next to Alex, but suddenly Ava shoved me subtly out of the way, and settled down next to Jesse and slid her chair ever so slightly over closer to Jesse's. He noticed this, and gave me a look, which I returned as I resigned myself to sit across from him.
Ava's POV
When I walked into Carl's co-workers house, I was shocked to see Suze and Jesse standing there, him withdrawing his arm from around her waist quickly as her parents and my parents filed into their old- but charming- house.
We were at the dining room table, eating a delicious cherry pie, when Jesse began to stand up to get more milk. Spotting an opportunity, I quickly jumped up. "Oh, no Jesse, let me get it. I was just about to go get myself some more, too." I ripped the glass out of his hand, and bounded off to the kitchen, ignoring Suze's suspicious glare.
In the kitchen, I poured him some milk from the container I found in the fridge, then quickly added a few drops from the vial I had gotten from Paul. Whipping out my cell phone, I called Paul.
"Hello?"
"Paul, its Ava," I hissed. "Call Suze's house now and get her to come over or something, I got the perfect opportunity to give it to him."
"Oh! Alright, I guess... I'll think of something." I hung up, grabbed the two glasses, and hurried back out to the dining room.
"Here you go," I chirped, and placed the glass in front of Jesse. Just then, the phone rang. The adults were too busy laughing and talking, so Suze went and got it. I ginned slyly and took a bite of my pie.
Suze POV
"Suze? Its Paul." I groaned inwardly.
"What do you want? We're not getting together until tomorrow for the lessons."
"Ah, see that's why I'm calling. Plans suddenly came up for tomorrow, then I'm busy after school for the rest of the week. So how about you come over now?" I tried to think of any feasible excuse, but couldn't- I heard her parents telling Ava it was time to go, so I was free for the rest of the night.
"Arg. Fine. I'll be there in like half an hour, okay?" I hung up, and went back into the dining room just in time to hear Ava go, "Oh, Jesse, since I'm here right now, how about you help me study for Spanish now? Is that alright?" Ava's parents and my mother nodded. Jesse looked at me and rolled his eyes slightly. I smirked. "I suppose so. Come on, let's go into the living room. Suze, would you like to join us?" Jesse said, and I smiled sadly. "Um, actually, a friend just called me, and we need to work on a, um, project. Do you think you could drive me to his place?" My mother agreed, and went to get her keys. Jesse looked at me with narrowed eyes, and I rolled my eyes back at him and mouthed "Paul." He glowered, and I nodded. "C'mon, Jesse! Let's go." Ava grabbed his arm and he stood up, then tripped slightly on the chair. I looked at him, confused... Jesse never trips. Ever. I walked over to him, saw that everyone had laft the room, and put my arms around his waist. "Are you okay?" I asked, and looked up at him. His eyes seemed slightly out of focus. "Y-yes, I think so. Just a little dizzy." I kissed his lips gently, then whispered, "I've got to go. I'll see you later." I let go of him and headed over to the car.
Ava POV
Jesse and I settled on the couch in his living room. I could see the effects of the "tonic" already... his eyes slid in and out of focus, his speech was the slightest bit slurred, and he seemed off balance. He grabbed his Spanish notebook from his bookbag, and opened it up to the notes.
"Y-you see, in some verbs in Sppaaanish the verb st-stem changes, like in the verrrb 'pooodeeer,'" Jesse got out slowly, stuttering and stumbling through his sentences. I heard Mr. And Mrs. Ackerman and Brad and Dave go upstairs and into their rooms. I took the notebook from Jesse's hands, stood up, placed it on the coffee table, and came back over to him. I leaned over, grabbed his chin, and said whispered, "No quiero estudiar ahora." His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to protest, but before he could say a word, I pressed my lips to his.