Sorry about all the cliffy's.... its just my style... lol... I loved the reviews and hopefully you guys will get a kick outta this chapter. I had no idea how I was gonna do the first part of it, But I knew exactly how it was going to end. Hope ya like it!

"Wow." Paul said as he looked me over from head to toe. "You look beautiful." he said and smiled that sexy smile of his, revealing his perfect white teeth. I could feel my face turning red. Hey, its not everyday I get a complement from a hottie. No, Paul is not a hottie. Bad Suze.

"Yeah, ok." I said in a sort of agitated voice to hide the fact that I was blushing "Lets just get this over with." We walked back to his car and when we got there he opened the door for me. "I can open my own door thank you very much." Hey, I never said I would be nice to him. He got in the drivers seat and looked over at me and said

"Buckle up." Then he winked at me.

I tried not to talk to him on the ride over to his grandpa's house in fear of saying something I would regret. Now we had made it to the house and we were walking up the front steps. Paul opened the door and said "After you." In a gentlemen like manner.

"Thanks." I said. I walked down the hall into the kitchen and Paul said

"Were not eating in there, follow me."I followed him into the dining room which was very elegant compared to the rest of the house. On the table there was a bowl full of salad, some strange looking dressing, rolls and butter, and then in a big pan there was the "mean-pasta". I tried not to laugh as I thought about it. "You" he said pointing to the chair at the head of the table "can sit there if you want, that's the seat with the best view."He was right. Through the window I had a perfect view of the ocean.

I started to feel a little more comfortable around Paul as the evening progressed. He didn't touch me or say anything that had to do with Jesse. We just talked about the whole shifting thing. Some of it was complicating while the other stuff was easy to understand. He talked about all the basics like if you went to the shadow land your body would be unconscious etc etc. I already knew most of the stuff he was telling me.

"When can we get to the good stuff." I said after I swallowed the bite of pasta I was eating.

"You have to learn the basics before you can do the more complex stuff." he explained.

"Yeah but I already know all this stuff." I whined.

"Well today was just a bit of a refresher, to make sure you had everything you needed to know. I think this is enough shifter talk for one day." Oh great. This was what I was afraid of. Now that we were almost done with dinner, what would he do?

"Um..." I said just to break the silence "Good pasta." I know it was really lame but what else was I supposed to say?

"Thanks, Suze." he grinned. I felt a tingling sensation go up my spine, but it wasn't one of fear.

"Well," I said "I better get going I've had a long day."I started to get up and so did Paul.

"Ok," he said "I'll take you home." Well duh he was going to take me home, he brought me here. And this was a first, he didn't make a move. I spoke too soon because when we pulled into my driveway he grabbed my wrist. "Suze," he whispered "I know that after I say this you will run out of my car and slam the door but I have to say it, Suze I love you." and then he kissed me. On the lips. I pulled away from him and I said

"Oh my God." Well I wasn't expecting that. I swear I was speechless. He said he loved me and he said it with so much passion that I knew wasn't lying. Oh, and he kissed me. And it was a good kiss too, but when he said he loved me, well, that was just too much. "Paul, I... No, Paul I can't... I... I love Jesse." and after that I pulled my wrist away from him and I ran inside. I really felt bad I mean, he said he loved me. Oh my God I seriously could never talk to Paul again. He was probably crying or something. No, Paul wouldn't cry. But he came close to it that one time at school when I told him off.

"Mom, I'm home." I shouted down the hall just incase they even cared. I ran upstairs and into my room so fast I didn't even hear a reply. I just sat on the corner of my bed rethinking what had just happened. Paul sounded so serious. I mean its not like I like him or anything but the only reason why he was here in the first place was to be with me. Me, Susannah Simon. The weird girl who talks to herself. Well, that's what other people thought but I was really talking to ghosts. But still. Paul could have any girl in the world yet he chose me. "God, I just need some rest." I said out loud. I got out some pj's and brought them in the bathroom with me so I could go take a shower. There was no way I was going to bed with ten pounds of mousse in my hair.

"Finally." I said when I was ready to go to bed. This has been the worst Saturday of my entire life. I walked over to the window seat and pushed open the window because it was a nice night out then I crawled into bed. I decided I would sleep in tomorrow. No more setting the alarm clock for me. I turned off the lights and instantly I was asleep.

I was having the nicest dream. Jesse and I were walking on the beach and then we stopped and he looked into my eyes and he said "Susannah I..." Only he didn't finish because I woke up to see ghost boy standing over me. Only I was scared to dead because he had a knife. He raised it above his head and said "If I can't have you because I'm dead, then you will come with me. Say good-night Emily"

Cliffy! Sorry! I know you will all hate me for this one... lol... don't kill me...