A New Mediator- Chapter 13
IA/n: sorry for not updating in practically forever... I had no clue where I wanted to go with this story, but I think I have a clue now. Writers block, mixed with finals, dance competitions and recitals, and other random problems, isn't that good of a combination. I'll try to update both of my stories more often, however with dance, physical therapy, work, and volunteering at my local library, I don't have a ton of time on my hands right now. But I'll do my best! And now, after this exceedingly long author's note, I give you the long awaited chapter 13. uAva POV/u
Well, now that I was over my little crush on Jesse, I felt absolutely horrible. I remember seeing how Suze was that morning, and all to think I was the one who caused that pain. Of course, they still got back together in the end, but I actually do have some empathy for the girl (a/n: contrary to popular belief), so I decided to go apologize.
uSuze POV/u
Though I was now much calmer than I had been when we first suspected Ava's wrongdoings, I was still fuming on the inside. After some cookies, however, I had calmed down considerably. Until the doorbell rang.
Thinking it was Paul again, I groaned and pushed myself away from Jesse and stalked over to the door.
"Paul, I told you to-" I swung open the door, but instead of Paul standing on my threshold, it was Ava. My anger unfurled once again. "AVA! YOU STUPID, SLUTTY BITCH! NOT ONLY DID YOU PARTICIPATE IN MY BOYFRIEND'S INFIDELITY, BUT YOU /i HIM DO IT!" I am ashamed to say that, had it not been for Jesse's restraining hand, Ava would have gotten a handprint across her shocked face.
"Susannah!" Jesse quietly scolded, and I immediately calmed down.
"Sorry," I muttered to Jesse, and turned back to look at Ava. She looked shocked and scared at my sudden harsh berating, and actually suddenly started to cry. My hand, which had still be held by Jesse in mid air, dropped limply to my side. As bad as I felt for making her cry, I still didn't have it in me to apologize.
"Ava," Jesse said sternly, "come join us. We need to discuss some things." She followed us silently to the living room, where Jesse offered her a cookie. I stared blankly at him.
"You're offering her a /i?" I asked, confused. "I thought we had just agreed that she-"
"We have agreed that what she did was wrong, though we still need to ask her why she did it."
"Um, isn't it obvious, Jesse? She wants to jump you, but you're unavailable?" He sighed.
"Ava, why are you here?" She sniffled, her eyes still wide from overhearing our little conversation, and took a bite from her cookie.
"Well, wh-what you said w-was true... but I c-c-came to ap-pologize," she sniffled. Oh. "I /i what I d-did was wrong, and a-all I want is for yo-ou two to forg-give me." And Suze's guilt meter shoots way, way up. Jesse shot me a look, that I would have classified as "I-told-you-so" had he not been so polite while doing it.
"Why are you suddenly so remorseful?" Jesse asked quietly. She sniffled again.
"I did like you. A lot. But now I think that may have just been lust." Jesse blushed. Or at least, a ghost's equivalent of a blush. "But now... after being with Paul... I- I think I like him now." My mouth dropped open. Jesse gently closed it for me.
"What on earth do you see in-" shudder "-/i" She smiled faintly.
"He's just so funny, and nice-" I emitted a snort, which got me a look from both Jesse and Ava- "and /i-" I repressed a gag.
"It's obvious Susannah doesn't agree with you."
"Damn straight," I muttered.
"But I, at least, accept your apology. Susannah?"
I considered all the evidence, and reflected upon Ava's appearingly heartfelt confession and apology. "I guess. But what are we going to do about Paul? I mean, considering his display earlier, he's still pretty set on me." Ava's looks downcasted slightly, and I felt even worse about being so blunt with it. "Maybe you should talk to him Ava... tell him how you feel," I said more softly. "He might surprise you." She looked skeptical.
"Maybe..." she trailed off. "I don't know." She sighed. "I think I'm gonna go... my mom is having someone from work over to dinner." She stood up, and walked away. Just as she got to the door, she turned again. "I really am sorry," she whispered, then hurried out the door. Jesse sighed, and ran his hand through his hair.
"Well, at least she apologized... but /i never has... what do you propose we do?" I rested my head on his shoulder.
"I don't know. Get him to like Ava, I guess." I added, more to myself, "But how?"
"I don't know, /i." We both sat there, thinking, before I heard Brad come in through the front door, and it hit me. I sat up, and scrambled off the couch.
"Jesse, just follow me." I ran over to Brad, who was at the fridge, and cornered him against the counter.
"What the hell are you doing?" Only, of course, he didn't say hell. Jesse's mouth opened in slight angered shock, but I subtly nudged him to let him know not to do anything.
"Brad. Let me propose a hypothetical situation for you." He looked at me suspiciously, then nodded slightly. "Let's say you like this girl, but she's taken by someone. Then you conspire with another girl, who likes the guy that the girl is taken by, to break them up. It doesn't work, but then the girl you plotted with falls for you. How can said guy and girl, who you previously tried to break up, make you fall for the girl you schemed with?"
He stared at me for a moment, then said, "Can you say that again? More slowly?" I sighed, and repeated it more clearly. His face screwed up as he thought. "Well, it depends on the girl is hot or not." I let out an exasperated groan.
"You're no help at all." I stormed out. Jesse followed me, and Brad just turned and took a swig of the juice he had taken out of the fridge. I continued up the stairs to my room, but when I saw David hanging out in his room, reading, I decided to try him. "Hey, Dave." He looked up, and I went into his room.
"Yea?" I suggested the hypothetical situation to him. He sat there, thinking momentarily. "Well, this is a difficult proposition. You see, one can not control feelings, especially towards a member of the opposite gender. Though I imagine that if the couple that evaded the attempted breakup puts in a good word, and talks to him about it, it's possible that the two conspirators could get together." I thanked him, then Jesse followed me into my room.
"Well, he helped more than Brad did," I said, and rolled my eyes.
"yes, though Brad did provide some insight." I looked at Jesse, wondering if he had just fallen of the boat of Sanity.
"Jesse? You alright? You just said that Brad provided '/i to our problem."
"Well, of course David's opinion was helpful... but I've noticed that the male population of today is very... superficial. If perhaps Paul becomes sexually attracted to Ava, he would consider her in the romantic sense." I looked at Jesse for a moment, before replying.
"Jesse, that just might work. Combined with persuasion from us..." Jesse nodded. I was struck with a brilliant idea. At least, brilliant in my opinion. My eyes brightened. "Jesse, I've got a new plan."
Authors note: I forgot to in the beginning, but I would like to thank all of my reviewers. You truly make my day. So thank you to: SuRfgUrL1Saz-646 BabyBlu4 Alda Rethe musicgirl141 Clavel Frosted- Darkfox iluvtrevor Amy desipoplover13 SweetestReject Delilah Wigglesworth Mystique Angelique JeSsAnnaH Arda Silverlace Nice Hayley D'Arcy sara salazar kewine
Though I cannot reply to all of your reviews (it's already taken me almost two months since my last update [wow...]. I don't expect to find time! My apologies), I have a few comments:
Clavel: I have to say, I didn't know what Jesse was actually saying into her neck (just more of a little fluffy bit) though now that you asked, I think he said something along the lines of, "Though I love you, I am not sure why your mother asked you to make the cookies. But you're my /i even if you are not equal to your stepfather in culinary talent." Only in Spanish, of course.
MystiqueAngelique: Yes, I sort of like Ava too. Perhaps I'll write a prequel, all about her. She definitely has some potential for further character development. I feel sort of bad I made her into the bitch.
Desipoplover13: Thank you! You're reviews are so nice. I apologize for the confusion with the POVs... I think just some things are meant to be viewed with someone else's thoughts.
Frosted-Darkfox: Your review made /i day! I'm so glad I made yours. I aim to please ;-)
IA/n: sorry for not updating in practically forever... I had no clue where I wanted to go with this story, but I think I have a clue now. Writers block, mixed with finals, dance competitions and recitals, and other random problems, isn't that good of a combination. I'll try to update both of my stories more often, however with dance, physical therapy, work, and volunteering at my local library, I don't have a ton of time on my hands right now. But I'll do my best! And now, after this exceedingly long author's note, I give you the long awaited chapter 13. uAva POV/u
Well, now that I was over my little crush on Jesse, I felt absolutely horrible. I remember seeing how Suze was that morning, and all to think I was the one who caused that pain. Of course, they still got back together in the end, but I actually do have some empathy for the girl (a/n: contrary to popular belief), so I decided to go apologize.
uSuze POV/u
Though I was now much calmer than I had been when we first suspected Ava's wrongdoings, I was still fuming on the inside. After some cookies, however, I had calmed down considerably. Until the doorbell rang.
Thinking it was Paul again, I groaned and pushed myself away from Jesse and stalked over to the door.
"Paul, I told you to-" I swung open the door, but instead of Paul standing on my threshold, it was Ava. My anger unfurled once again. "AVA! YOU STUPID, SLUTTY BITCH! NOT ONLY DID YOU PARTICIPATE IN MY BOYFRIEND'S INFIDELITY, BUT YOU /i HIM DO IT!" I am ashamed to say that, had it not been for Jesse's restraining hand, Ava would have gotten a handprint across her shocked face.
"Susannah!" Jesse quietly scolded, and I immediately calmed down.
"Sorry," I muttered to Jesse, and turned back to look at Ava. She looked shocked and scared at my sudden harsh berating, and actually suddenly started to cry. My hand, which had still be held by Jesse in mid air, dropped limply to my side. As bad as I felt for making her cry, I still didn't have it in me to apologize.
"Ava," Jesse said sternly, "come join us. We need to discuss some things." She followed us silently to the living room, where Jesse offered her a cookie. I stared blankly at him.
"You're offering her a /i?" I asked, confused. "I thought we had just agreed that she-"
"We have agreed that what she did was wrong, though we still need to ask her why she did it."
"Um, isn't it obvious, Jesse? She wants to jump you, but you're unavailable?" He sighed.
"Ava, why are you here?" She sniffled, her eyes still wide from overhearing our little conversation, and took a bite from her cookie.
"Well, wh-what you said w-was true... but I c-c-came to ap-pologize," she sniffled. Oh. "I /i what I d-did was wrong, and a-all I want is for yo-ou two to forg-give me." And Suze's guilt meter shoots way, way up. Jesse shot me a look, that I would have classified as "I-told-you-so" had he not been so polite while doing it.
"Why are you suddenly so remorseful?" Jesse asked quietly. She sniffled again.
"I did like you. A lot. But now I think that may have just been lust." Jesse blushed. Or at least, a ghost's equivalent of a blush. "But now... after being with Paul... I- I think I like him now." My mouth dropped open. Jesse gently closed it for me.
"What on earth do you see in-" shudder "-/i" She smiled faintly.
"He's just so funny, and nice-" I emitted a snort, which got me a look from both Jesse and Ava- "and /i-" I repressed a gag.
"It's obvious Susannah doesn't agree with you."
"Damn straight," I muttered.
"But I, at least, accept your apology. Susannah?"
I considered all the evidence, and reflected upon Ava's appearingly heartfelt confession and apology. "I guess. But what are we going to do about Paul? I mean, considering his display earlier, he's still pretty set on me." Ava's looks downcasted slightly, and I felt even worse about being so blunt with it. "Maybe you should talk to him Ava... tell him how you feel," I said more softly. "He might surprise you." She looked skeptical.
"Maybe..." she trailed off. "I don't know." She sighed. "I think I'm gonna go... my mom is having someone from work over to dinner." She stood up, and walked away. Just as she got to the door, she turned again. "I really am sorry," she whispered, then hurried out the door. Jesse sighed, and ran his hand through his hair.
"Well, at least she apologized... but /i never has... what do you propose we do?" I rested my head on his shoulder.
"I don't know. Get him to like Ava, I guess." I added, more to myself, "But how?"
"I don't know, /i." We both sat there, thinking, before I heard Brad come in through the front door, and it hit me. I sat up, and scrambled off the couch.
"Jesse, just follow me." I ran over to Brad, who was at the fridge, and cornered him against the counter.
"What the hell are you doing?" Only, of course, he didn't say hell. Jesse's mouth opened in slight angered shock, but I subtly nudged him to let him know not to do anything.
"Brad. Let me propose a hypothetical situation for you." He looked at me suspiciously, then nodded slightly. "Let's say you like this girl, but she's taken by someone. Then you conspire with another girl, who likes the guy that the girl is taken by, to break them up. It doesn't work, but then the girl you plotted with falls for you. How can said guy and girl, who you previously tried to break up, make you fall for the girl you schemed with?"
He stared at me for a moment, then said, "Can you say that again? More slowly?" I sighed, and repeated it more clearly. His face screwed up as he thought. "Well, it depends on the girl is hot or not." I let out an exasperated groan.
"You're no help at all." I stormed out. Jesse followed me, and Brad just turned and took a swig of the juice he had taken out of the fridge. I continued up the stairs to my room, but when I saw David hanging out in his room, reading, I decided to try him. "Hey, Dave." He looked up, and I went into his room.
"Yea?" I suggested the hypothetical situation to him. He sat there, thinking momentarily. "Well, this is a difficult proposition. You see, one can not control feelings, especially towards a member of the opposite gender. Though I imagine that if the couple that evaded the attempted breakup puts in a good word, and talks to him about it, it's possible that the two conspirators could get together." I thanked him, then Jesse followed me into my room.
"Well, he helped more than Brad did," I said, and rolled my eyes.
"yes, though Brad did provide some insight." I looked at Jesse, wondering if he had just fallen of the boat of Sanity.
"Jesse? You alright? You just said that Brad provided '/i to our problem."
"Well, of course David's opinion was helpful... but I've noticed that the male population of today is very... superficial. If perhaps Paul becomes sexually attracted to Ava, he would consider her in the romantic sense." I looked at Jesse for a moment, before replying.
"Jesse, that just might work. Combined with persuasion from us..." Jesse nodded. I was struck with a brilliant idea. At least, brilliant in my opinion. My eyes brightened. "Jesse, I've got a new plan."
Authors note: I forgot to in the beginning, but I would like to thank all of my reviewers. You truly make my day. So thank you to: SuRfgUrL1Saz-646 BabyBlu4 Alda Rethe musicgirl141 Clavel Frosted- Darkfox iluvtrevor Amy desipoplover13 SweetestReject Delilah Wigglesworth Mystique Angelique JeSsAnnaH Arda Silverlace Nice Hayley D'Arcy sara salazar kewine
Though I cannot reply to all of your reviews (it's already taken me almost two months since my last update [wow...]. I don't expect to find time! My apologies), I have a few comments:
Clavel: I have to say, I didn't know what Jesse was actually saying into her neck (just more of a little fluffy bit) though now that you asked, I think he said something along the lines of, "Though I love you, I am not sure why your mother asked you to make the cookies. But you're my /i even if you are not equal to your stepfather in culinary talent." Only in Spanish, of course.
MystiqueAngelique: Yes, I sort of like Ava too. Perhaps I'll write a prequel, all about her. She definitely has some potential for further character development. I feel sort of bad I made her into the bitch.
Desipoplover13: Thank you! You're reviews are so nice. I apologize for the confusion with the POVs... I think just some things are meant to be viewed with someone else's thoughts.
Frosted-Darkfox: Your review made /i day! I'm so glad I made yours. I aim to please ;-)