Hey all. Thank you soooo much for reviewing! I would like all of you to know that I have most of the story written, I'm just pacing the posts so that if i hit writer's block at the end, you won't have to wait a rediculous amount of time. And don't worry all you Rob lovers, he is going to be back, later. He's my fav guy character out of Meg's so I can't NOT have him here! But during the wait between posts, if you wanna be super cool you can look on for my book in process-- The Rocker Girl for lack of a better title-- under my pen name Cylika Black. Have fun, and keep reviewing!
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own any of the characters, except a few teachers. So sorry i fogot this in earlier chapters.
Susannah's POV
So let's just say I was a little freaked out when the first day after Christmas break came around. I mean I tell Jesse that I love him and he freaks out. I thought it would be obvious by now. It's been over a year since he first kissed me after me saving him from the Shadow world and from our second kiss next to his grave the night after I made that deal with Paul. But to Jesse it wasn't, I guess. Then the whole thing with Father Dominic. I really can't understand why he's freaking out so much. She sounds just like I did when I got here and look how I turned out. I mean with Father Dominic. I still so go around beating up ghost butt, maybe a little less though, and I haven't hit Dopey in a while. Still, I'm almost as hard ass as ever. Plus, lets just say that with me ignoring Jesse Paul had gone back to some of his ways. After we made that deal I kinda started to like him- as a friend. Yet, since my confession of love to Jesse, Paul has started… trying to gain me as more than a friend, again. So coming back to my senior year at Junipero Serra Mission Academy was not as exciting as it should have been.
Cee Cee and I were sitting in the back row of our first class, history with this really old teacher, when Cee Cee pokes me. I follow her gaze to this girl who had just walked in. She's wearing jeans with holes in them (obviously not knowing about the no jeans rule here at the academy) and a baggy dark blue shirt with lightning across the front and a leather jacket (my kind of girl!) that was way to big for her. Her hair was brown cut in spikes a little longer than shoulder length. She looked kind of pissed to be here, though I can understand why. I was P.O. in a MAJOR way when I first moved here.
"Ah," the teacher Mr. Welton yeah, I know it's not a character in the books. It's my own character. Couldn't think of any other name. Sry. "You must be the new student. Jessica Ma…"
"Jess. It's Jess," the girl interrupted. She looked kind of scared that the teacher had announced her name in front of the class.
"Right, well, Jess take a seat."
Her eyes locked on Mr. Welton. "You don't have assigned seating?" she asked with a somewhat country accent.
Mr. Welton smiled. "No, so long as you don't get too talkative." She looked shocked to hear that, but began to search the room. There were two open seats left in the classroom. One was next to Debbie, the biggest prep in school next to Kelly. The other was in the back next to Adam. The girl passed the one next to Debbie eyes only on the back seat.
"Sure, seat by the class freaks why don't you," Debbie muttered under her breath. She was referring to Adam and Cee Cee, since I was in a way her friend. The new girl's eyes silted and I was about to say something when she whipped around.
"Excuse me?" she asked in a pissed off screw you voice.
"Wasn't referring to you," Debbie said quickly no doubt remembering the last time she had said something about the freaks to the new girl. I had threatened to break her fingers.
"Oh, I know that, but I still will have no trouble adding you to the list of people who I've broken noses of. Where I sit is none of you business, but if you must know I'm sitting in the back so I don't have to sit next to preppy brats like you." Then she turned and walked to her new seat with Debbie gaping at her like a fish. I smiled at Cee Cee. I liked this girl already. The only thing wrong—Jesse was following her. I hadn't noticed him until she had sat down.
