DISCLAIMER: Meg Cabot owns all! But I own the plot.

Aw... you like me! You really like me! Lol... thanks for the great reviews. It means alot considering this is my first Mediator fic. Anywho, on with some fluff! I don't think it would be rated R... you tell me...

Suze's POV:

I never really filled Jesse in on all that marrige stuff. I feel bad, considering how much they have changed since 1850. But I decided to fill him in on everything later. Well, mostly because he had me leaning on the door to my dorm room while we were making out some more. As my hands were exploring the hotness that is Jesse's abs, his were... um... elsewhere. Yes, Hector "Jesse" de Silva was gasp touching my booty with one hand and double gasp a breast with the other!

Yep! You heard me right. A boob. Be appalled! Be shocked! This is 19th century Jesse were talking about, right? Oh, Yes, he was clearly happy I said yes to spending the rest of our lives together.

His lips left mine and began to trail down my neck. Oh, yeah. I could live with this. A soft moan escaped my lips when I started to do something unexpected. I giggled. But, do you seriously think it would last?

Oh, it ended, alright. But, surpisingly, not because Jesse had to. It was because my roomie, Gina (yes, Gina. I'll fill you in later) decided to open the door. Now, seriously, if you were making out with a hot latino, would you be thinking about such a frivoulus thing as balance? Of course not! Which is exactly why I fell back on floor, with Jesse landing awkwardly on top of me.

OK, not that I'm complaing that a man, especially my fiance,was on me, it just kind hurt whenhe actually fell on top of me. Yeah, like I said before, 180 pounds of man is not too comfortable when he iscutting off your air supply. "Ow." Was all I could say as Jesse got up.

"Oh my God,Suze! I'm sorry! I thought someone was knocking on the door." Gina said. This was true, in a way.

"Quierda! I'm so sorry." Jesse said, helping me up. There's the 19th century ex-ghost I know. But still, he didn't have to apologize. Seriously, IT'S ALL GINA's FAULT! She ruined the excellent post-proposalmakeout session! But I also had a feeling he was apoligizing for touching me 'inappropriatly'. Please... like I care!

"Jesse, it's not your fault." I tried to tell him. But he wouldn't listen to any of it. Instead, he made a classy exit, so we wouldn't be in any risk of another awkward or embaressing situation.

"Good night, Quierda. You should be studing for your finals and I have to be at work bright and early." He told me. Really, how can I be thinking about exams when I'm ENGANGED?

"OK." I said relunctantly before he pulled me into another embrace. He then gave me a quick kiss before saying.

"I love you, Susannah."

"I love you too, Jesse. I'll come by for lunch tommorow." I told him, opening the door to, unfortunatly, let him out of the room.

"Alright, Quierda."

"Good night." I said.

"Sleep tight."

"Don't let the bed bugs bite!" We both laughed lightly before I closed the door.

Resting on the door, facing Gina, I played it cool. We both knew something happened tonight, she just didn't know what it was. And I wasn't about to tell her. I loved messing with her head. Instead, I just let out a sigh, went to find my PJ's, and went to the bathroom to change.

"OK, spill it, Suze." Gina scolded for the whole time I was in the bathroom changing. When it came time for us to decide what college we wanted to go to, we picked the same one in Carmel. Thiscollege apparently has a good childcare program. Who would have thought she want to watch kids for a living, but hey, she's unpredictable. So, we decided to become roomies. Adam and Cee Cee are going to another nearby college to study buisness management. Aparenntly, they both had the same major in mind which I find amusing. I guess they were made for eachother.

OK, I guess I should fill you in on my step brothers while I'm at it. Jake is now the owner of a small chain of pizza companies. I guess he loves pizza... Anyways, Brad, is playing Football at UCLA (big stretch there, eh?). David is a senior at the Mission and is still making good grades.

Opening the door to face Gina, I still kept my void expression until I couldn't hold it in amy more.

"I'M ENGAGED!" At this point, we started jumping up and down and screaming wildily as Gina grabed my hand to check out the rock. It was a classy 12 carot ring with 3 diamonds in it on white gold. Beautiful.

"Oh my God!" She shouted. "Suze, you're engaged!"

"I know! Finally!. You are now speaking to the future Mrs. de Silva."

Oh yeah. Live was real good.

End of chapter 3!

I know, short amount of fluff. But now you know what every one is up to (except for Paul, but I'll let Jesse take over for that one).

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