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"Let me see that." I grabbed the book from Father D's hands. "Oh my God, it's him!" His picture had hand drawn hearts all around it. I swear, little blue hearts." Well now we know his name." I said because underneath the picture it said "Steven Russell." "Hey Father D.?" I said

"Yes Susannah?"

"Do you think he signed it? The yearbook I mean." Hey, he could have.

"Why don't you look." he said tonelessly.

"Maybe I will." I said while flipping to the front on the book. There it was. It said:

My Dearest Emily(my mom),

We have had a great year together. Next year will be our senior year then we will be off to college. I will follow you wherever you go, forever. Nothing will ever keep us apart. I will love you till the end of time.

I love you,

Steve

Oh my God my mom was in love with a psycho. A sweet psycho but still. He's got good penmanship for a crazy person.

"You mean to tell me," I said " that this guy thinks I'm...my mom?" There was something defiantly wrong with this picture.

"It appears to be so, Susannah." Was all he said.

"But I look nothing like her." I argued back. Father D. took the yearbook from me, flipped a few pages and said

"Oh im not so sure about that." Oh my God. I took the book from him and stared. There I was. I mean, there my mom was, but it looked exactly like me!

"Oh my God." I mumbled. Ok I was totally freaked out. "Oh my God..." I said it over and over again. "I never knew..." I started to say but then I just stopped and stared some more at the picture.

"Yes, there is an amazing resemblance isn't there?" He said. I just nodded. I was speechless. I mean, you would be too if you found out you were your mom's teenage clone. "Steven has not realized that any time has passed sense he... passed away." There's something wrong with priests. They never say the word "died". They say "moved on" or something like that.

"How did he die?" I asked while still staring at the picture.

"I'm not sure, Susannah but I think you should talk to your mother." Was he kidding?

"And say what? 'Oh hi mom I was just wondering if we could talk about your old highschool boyfriend because I was snooping in your room and looked through your old yearbooks.' Yeah, not gonna happen Father D."

"Susannah, you must talk to her and find out what happened between them thoes many years ago." He had a point I guess.

"But why can't you talk to her, you're the one who told me to get these stupid books." I pointed out.

"Susannah, this is your mother and this ghost is after you, not me, you. You need to talk to your mother."

"Alright, Alright."I said "But it will have to be later...I have...er...stuff to do tonight." Hey, I wasn't lying. My mom said she would be home at seven and that's the same time Paul was picking me up.

"Fine but you have to do it tonight." he said.

"Father D, I can't im going to be out for awhile and she goes to bed very early because of her job." This was all very true.

"Ok, but you have to do it first thing in the morning, you hear me?" His voice sounded stern.

"Gotcha, Father D." I said. "Oh my God its six already?? I have to get going but um... could I leave the books here for now, it was hell trying to get them all the way here." I shouldn't be saying hell in front of a priest but its only Father Dom, heck, he's the coolest priest I know. Well, he's the only priest I know come to think of it.

"Um, yes I suppose so, would you like a ride home?" he offered.

"That would be awesome." I said. Hey, I didn't care if I left that stupid bike here, no one uses it anyway.

Father D. drove me home and I went straight upstairs to put on something different for when I saw Paul. Not like I wanted to make an impression but, hey I wanted to look good. Oh my God my hair was frizz city. So I had to wash it then apply intense amounts of mousse. Not to brag or anything but my hair looked awesome when I was done. I admired my handiwork in front of the mirror for a bit then I went to pick out something to wear. No way was I wearing a mini skirt again. I learned my lesson the first time. I then decided I would wear my black capris and a dark pink tank top. Nothing fancy because like I said I didn't want him to make a move again. I then rimmed my eyes with Gray Mist eyeliner and applied just a touch of black mascara. I had a tan so I looked fine without any of the detailed stuff. It was now six fifty so I had enough time to slip into a pair of black slides and then I was ready to go. I wrote a note and stuck it to the fridge telling mom I went to CeeCee's till about eight or so. A lie, but who cares. And exactly at seven Paul knocked on the door. "God, help me." I said under my breath and then I opened the door.

Sorry to leave you at a cliffhanger but I need to get this chapter out because I need the rest of this part for the 6th chapter... sorry! Ok so it should not take very long to get the 6th chapter out.... I will probably have it out by tomorrow night. Don't worry, Jesse will come into the picture in either the 6th ch (only 4 a little bit though) but he will DEFIANTLY be in the 7th chapter!!! so hang in there im trying to make this story as good as I can, so it takes a lot of work... Luv ya bunches! IceWolf