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Sorry for the wait! Here's the chappie now, and no I'm not giving up on this story, I just had a writer's block. Also, this MIGHT be the second to last chap, meaning next chappie might be the last one! But it might. It's not officially official yet.

Thanks to all my reviewers! You guys rock!

Disclaimer: I don't own it, please don't sue. ALSO: I don't own the song This I Promise You, 'N Sync owns that!


Last chapter:

Jesse dematerialized.

Good thing he did, too. Because something might've happened like me and Jesse started kissing or something. Or he told me he loved me.

OH MY GOD!

What if that was what he was gonna say!

Oh my god! Whoa, that would be a shocker.

But, the real question is: do I really want Jesse to say that?


I woke up the next morning, hoping today would be better than yesterday. Well you would want the same if your boyfriend and your enemy almost got into a fight, you hurt your ankle, and your ex comes and is all nice and gentlemanly to you. Plus you have to go to your high school reunion to see your old school mates again.

So, it's no wonder that I hoped today would go swell.

My gaze wandered over to my window. It was empty, which was something I wasn't exactly used to, but then again, I haven't slept in this bed for about two years or more.

Jesse…

I still couldn't make up my mind whether I wanted him to stay there…I mean, he's my ex…And I have a boyfriend now. A good nice caring boyfriend…

But he's just not the same…..

No! I thought. You love Drake, and he loves you. Jesse is gone, you and Jesse have nothing going on, so get over it. Now get up and stop dwelling on the past.

I got on some clothes and hoped for the best.

.:-+-:.

"So, what exactly is going to happen at this reunion?" Drake asked, while he drove to the Mission Academy. "I mean, should I be aware of any jealous ex boyfriends, or back stabbing ex-best friends and such?"

I laughed. "I don't think you have to worry. And its just going to be…reunion-y stuff, guess. I don't know exactly, I've never been to one of these before," I said.

Drake pulled into Mission Academy's parking lot, and we both got out and walked to the courtyard.

"Hey Suze!" I heard CeeCee say, then saw her rush toward me. "Hi Drake."

I smiled at CeeCee and said, "Hey Cee. So…who's all here?"

"Oh everyone!" CeeCee began. "Kelly Prescott is here and it turns out she's pregnant, and engaged to someone; Debbie Mancuso is here too, and she's had so much plastic surgery, and all that crap. She looks so...plastic. Oh! And Sister Ernestine is here! She looks a lot older, and as far as I could tell, just as mean."

"Um," Drake interrupted, "Who's Sister Ernestine?"

"Sister Ernestine was one of the meanest nuns here. Honestly the woman would yell at you for the simplest thing!" Adam said, coming up to us. He looked at Drake, "You are very lucky not to have gone here to deal with her."

"It's nice you think so kindly of me, Mr. McTavish," A voice said from behind.

We all turned around to see a not too pleasant look on Sister Ernestine's face.

"Why Sister Ernestine! I can't believe it's you! Wow, did you do something with your hair? Lose some weight? Because you are looking mighty fine for someone your age, ya know," Adam said. I rolled my eyes. Adam was such a suck up. "And wow! I absolutely love those clothes!" Um, let's just ignore that Sister Ernestine was in the clothes she always wore. You know, the whole nun outfit, all black and white.

Adam started to say more, but Sister Ernestine interrupted him. "Mr. McTavish I'm old, not stupid," she stated simply, then walked off to yell at some couple making out.

Me and Cee started sniggering as soon as Sister Ernestine was out of ear shot.

"Wow! Did you do something with your hair? Lose some weight?" Cee mimicked him.

"Because you are looking mighty fine for someone your age, ya know," I finished.

Me and Cee started laughing hard, while Adam muttered a small, "shut up..", and Drake looked sympathetic toward Adam and said, "Tough luck, man." But Drake saying that only caused us to laugh more, and I almost peed my pants laughing. With tears running down my face, I said, "I'll be right back," and went to the nearest bathroom.

I calmed down and I searched for the bathroom. Just as I saw it and was making my way to it, I felt a hand pull me into a classroom.

"Hey Suze," Paul said, his voice low and seductive. I shivered.

This could lead to no where good, I told myself. I pushed Paul away from me, and said, "Paul, bug off," then went to the door again. Paul grabbed me by thearm and spun me back around.

"I don't think so Suze. I don't want to lose you to that punk wannabe," Paul said. "I'm not going to lose you to him…or to anyone."

I rolled my eyes. "Paul, it's hard to lose something that you never had," I said. And that was true. Because, technically, Paul never did have me. He just lured me time to time to the dark side. And blackmailed me into a lot of things I didn't want to do. Oh, and did I mention he tried to kill me?

Yeah, I guess I still a grudge about that.

But then again, who wouldn't?

"Suze," Paul said, only this time his voice filled with strong determination. "Don't—"

"Suze? You there?"

I sighed with relief. THANK YOU GOD! I LOVE YOU CEECEE!

"Yeah, I'm in here," I yelled back to CeeCee. Paul, seeing that I had found a way to escape his clutches, stepped away from me, and hid in the shadows.

WOOHOO! PAUL IS GONE!

"Uh, Suze, I thought you were going to the bathroom…so why are you in a classroom?" Cee asked, standing at the doorway of the class a look of confusion on her face.

I shrugged. "Oh, you know me. I just love to learn!" I lied.

Ok, shut up. Just shut up. I don't know WHY I lied, I just did. Honestly, it's not like I WANT to lie…it just comes out. Plus, tell me how believable this sounds: 'I was in here because Paul Slater—you remember him right?—Yeah, apparently he still wants to be my unofficial shadow by stalking me. And he just pulled me into this classroom and he talked about 'how he wasn't going to lose me' but then you came and then—you see that shadowy dark corner over there? Yeah, well he's hiding right there, but you just can't see him now because…its dark.'

Like CeeCee is going to believe that. So, I lied.

"Um, Suze," Cee said, "this is a sex education class for freshman." She pointed to the board, which had a drawing of um…sex ed stuff.

I blushed.

Damnit…

"It is? Oh, whadduya know, it is!" I said, acting surprised—which wasn't hard considering I was surprised.

CeeCee looked at me weird. "Whatever Suze…"

"Well, let's go!" I said, pushing Cee out of the classroom.

And I swear I heard Paul snickering as I walked out of the classroom.

Bastard.


"Attention! Attention everyone," Father Dominic said. Everyone looked at him. We were all—yes including Paul—sitting a HUGE table getting ready to eat a feast. "Welcome back, everyone. I hope you all have been well. As you know, this is your two-year reunion; two years ago, all of your were at the beginning of your adulthood. At the new age of 18, becoming people of our new age. You all set out, adjusting to living the life of a adult, and not relying on your parent's to help you in every step in life. Now two-years later, here we all are; together again. So celebrate, enjoy this feast, and enjoy all the old memories!"

"To the class of 2006!" Adam said, his glass raised. The rest of us raised our glasses.

"TO THE CLASS OF 2006!" We roared, our glasses raised high. People were cheering and clapping, when Paul said, "Now let's eat!"

And that we did.


"That was a awesome reunion, Father D," I said. It was now about 7 PM and people were leaving, but I stayed around a little longer to talk to Father Dom.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Susannah," Father Dominic replied, but I could tell he was proud.

"I gotta go, but I'll keep in touch, okay, Father D?" I said.

He nodded. "That's just fine Susannah." He pulled me into a hug, and when he let go he said, "Now go and enjoy your youth!"

I smiled. "Bye, Father Dom!"

I walked back over to Drake, who was talking to Kelly. Well, actually it was more like Kelly was making moves on my man!

Kelly was standing extremely close, well as close as her large stomach would let her be, to Drake, and was fluttering her eyelashes. Honestly, the girl is PREGNANT, is ENGAGED, and here she is MAKING MOVES ON MY MAN INFRONT OF MY FACE!

People like her are a disgrace to the race of women all over the world.

I marched right over to Drake and Kelly, and put my arm around Drake and put on a happy smile and said, "Hello Kelly."

Kelly took a step back and said, "Hello Suze," only her voice was filled with venom.

"I see you've met my boyfriend, Drake," I said, still smiling sweetly.

She smiled back, only you could see it was forced. "Why yes I have. Me and Jack were just talking to each other."

I almost snorted. Honestly, she can't even get the name straight? What a slut.

"How nice," I replied.

"Oh! Did you know I'm engaged?" Kelly asked.

I acted interested. "Really? Who!"

"His name is Tyler. He's tall and muscular, has blonde hair and the dreamiest blue eyes. Have you seen him, yet?" Kelly asked.

"Oh, you mean him over there? That guy who's making out with Debbie?" I asked, pointing to the guy who had Debbie pushed up against a brickwall—in one of the darker hallways—while shoving his tongue down her throat. Debbie had her arms around him and her shirt halfway open.

"TYLER!" Kelly screeched. He stopped making out with Debbie and lifted his head up to see a very pissed of Kelly. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH HER! YOU BASTARD! WE'RE ENGAGED! AND HERE YOU ARE CHEATING ON ME WITH THAT SLUT!"

I smirked. She was mad he was cheating on her? Yeah well she ain't innocent either. Who was just scamming on my man just a few minutes ago?

"Let's go," I said to Drake, who nodded.


"Going to bed," I said, as we got home. Ok, I was kinda mad that Kelly was flirting with Drake, and Drake didn't immediately push her away—well he didn't even respond to her flirting but…

I was still mad.

I walked up to my room and shut the door, then went to my bathroom and took a shower. An hour later I was done, my hair dried and I was in my pajama's.

I was sitting on my bed, listening to some radio station when a familiar song came on.

Ohh ohh...

"Susannah?"

I looked up and saw Jesse standing there, holding his hand out to me. I just stared. What was he doing here?

"Would you like to dance?" He asked.

I don't why I did it…but I took his hand, and we slow danced…

When the visions around you,
Bring tears to your eyes
And all that surround you,
Are secrets and lies
I'll be your strength,
I'll give you hope,
Keeping your faith when it's gone
The one you should call,
Was standing here all along

And I will take
You in my arms
And hold you right where you belong
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you
This I promise you

"Jesse—" I started to say-but not exactly knowing what I was going to say-but he silenced me by holding a finger up to my lips.

I looked up at him, his dark eyes that always seemed so mysterious, looking mysterious as ever…but there was something in his eyes…but what?

I've loved you forever,
In lifetimes before
And I promise you never...
Will you hurt anymore
I give you my word
I give you my heart (give you my heart)

This is a battle we've won
And with this vow,
Forever has now begun...

Me and Jesse just danced in the space in my room, to the song on the radio.

I'm positive I was blushing too, I kept looking around, not wanting to get trapped in Jesse's gaze.

Just close your eyes (close your eyes)
Each loving day (each loving day)
I know this feeling won't go away (no..)
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you..
This I promise you..

As I was looking around, I noticed more things. Like the only light in my room was a small lava lamp that was casting a red-ish pink orange color on my walls. And also the moon-which was full tonight-shining in all its glory, with the stars glimmering like diamonds.

Over and over I fall (over and over I fall)
When I hear you call
Without you in my life baby
I just wouldn't be living at all...

And I will take (I will take you in my arms)
You in my arms
And hold you right where you belong (right where you belong)
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you baby

Just close your eyes
Each loving day (each loving day)
I know this feeling won't go away (no..)
Every word I say is true
This I promise you

Every word I say is true
This I promise you
Ooh, I promise you...

The song ended but instead of hearing the radio DJ's voice after that, there was just silence.

"Susannah."

I looked at anything besides Jesse's face. I just couldn't look at him. I was afraid…afraid what would happen. I wasn't supposed to feel this. I have Drake. He loves me, but Jesse…Jesse left me. He doesn't love me, he doesn't.

"Susannah," Jesse said, one more time. I still wouldn't look at him. I guess he caught on that I wasn't going to look at him anytime soon, because he lifted my chin to make me look at him.

His hands they were soft, but rough—if that makes any sense.

I stared into his eyes. There it was again! Jesse's eyes were usually covered, not revealing any secrets, but something was showing.

"What?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

He stared at me for a moment, not saying anything. Just then I realized how close we were. Our faces were inches part, Jesse's arms were around my waist, and my arms around his neck, our bodies were touching.

His face came closer, much closer, until his mouth was a mere inch away from mine.

"I'm sorry," he said.

At first I almost thought he was apologizing for this…this moment. But no, he was apologizing for much more. He was apologizing for leaving me. Then, finally then, I realized what was in his eyes.

That emotion. That revealed secret.

It was love.

I smiled, beamed with happiness. Love! He still loved me!

"I know," I said, then closed the distance of that mere inch that was between us. I sealed it with a kiss.

"Suze! SUZE!" Someone said, shaking me.

I opened my eyes, and looked around, while on the radio the final 'oohs' of the song played until the song was over. It…IT WAS A DREAM!

I DREAMT THAT!

I dreamt…oh shit.

I dreamt that.