Loreli: ya. I've read Twilight. I thought it was the best book on the planet! I have to bring it everywhere with me. Oh, and if you got that email from me, that's good cause my email sucks sometimes...
mOochiko: I don't think I'll kill off Paul. He and Father D know something. But what it is can remain a mystery until later. Ohh don't kick yourself too hard! it hurts!!
Thanks you guys. I'm glad you're reading. Hope I don't confuse the crap out of you. Tell me if I do please. Thanks much,
Kath
When we walked into Father Dom's office, he said that he was swamped in papers. He also said that if we needed to talk to him, to come back later and he'd be glad to answer any questions. Not the ones I was planning on asking him, I bet.
Since there was still fifteen minutes of lunch left, I decided to show Jesse the rest of the school. We went to his locker and got out his books. He already had a binder, so, all he needed was textbooks. That's Jesse. Or at least, it was. I showed him the library, just to see what he would do, what his reaction was.
In the library, his eyes lit up and he high tailed it to the reference section. My least favorite place. Not only are the books boring and dull, but the the organization is just hard to figure out. I waited until Jesse had a couple books (If you can you believe it, he picked out like five in under five minutes.) He'd read all of the books in here before the end of next month if he kept up this pace. We went up to the desk, and he checked them all out. Now, we had to go back over to his locker to dump a few off. He put two of them in his backpack, and the other three went on a shelf in his locker.
I walked in the direction of the lunchroom, because if he was being mobbed, he probably didn't have time to see it. Then after that, we went to the courtyard, and I asked if he wanted to see the graveyard. I didn't know if he would, but surprisingly, he did.
We walked out there, and Jesse's gravestone was gone. That's strange, I didn't notice it wasn't there. It was there earlier, I thought... I wonder what happened to it. He walked around and noticed the Diego graves. When he looked closer at them, he ran his hand over them, not quite looking at them. I told him the little bit that we learned about him, and he just nodded his head every once and a while.
After that, it was pretty much time to go back to class. When I asked, he handed me his list of classes. That's weird, he's in all of my classes but one. Huh. Oh well, this would make it easier for me to keep an eye on him so he didn't get pummeled by Paul.
Walking to class, Jesse was awfully quiet. He was like that for the rest of the day. Which was just fine with me, I mean, I had much less to do. I didn't have to listen, I didn't have to join in a conversation. I was too stunned to do any of that. It was catching up with me, having someone that looked just like Jesse. He sure looked much hotter in modern clothes than he did in the eighteenth century ones.
The weeks passed, one like the other, nothing happened. I was too busy with my schoolwork to go in and have a long talk with Father Dom, so I just put that aside for now. Or I thought that I did until one day when Jesse dropped his binder.
It was the one that he carried everywhere, never forgetting, never letting anyone open it. I think that if he could've put a lock on it, he would have. I didn't know what he was hiding in there, until he dropped it. Papers flew everywhere, and he muttered a curse under his breath--in Spanish, no less. He only resorted to Spanish when he was really frustrated or angry.
Because I knew that the bell was going to ring soon, I hurried to help him pick up all of the papers that fell. Boy did that not last long when I found something with my name on it.
Ok. I know this one is short, but I'm starting the next one ASAP! I promise. I'll be working on ch.6 for a bit. I know what's gonna happen, I just have to put it in words now!!!
Hope you enjoyed this shorty ch.5,
Kath
