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A/N: My friend kinda helped me with the start of this chapter, I hope you like it. And thank you to the people who reviewed my first chapter, it really meant a lot. So I'll try to update soon and make my stories longer.

Chapter 2

I can't believe he did that! Can't he see that I love him and that he is the only man for me?

Now I know the waterworks will start soon! As in right now! I don't know why but suddenly I couldn't feel my lips. I couldn't stand here. I ran, ran out of the graveyard. Tears coming down my red cheeks, wind in my out of control hair. Everything felt so wrong!

Why me?

Why did I have to be a mediator, although Paul says I'm really a shifter?

Why did I have to fall head over heels in love with a ghost?

Why? Why? Why?

I thought, as I headed out of the courtyard.

As I exited the courtyard, I saw him. The person I really did not want to see at this time. Oh not Jesse though, I wish he was here, so I can give him a piece of my mind and I can…

"Hey Suze! Where's up?" he said conversationally as he strolled up and touched my bare arm. He had his other hand in the right pocket of his chinos. My hairs on my arms stood up and not because of the afternoon breeze, either.

"Paul, why don't you go jump in a lake? I said though clenched teeth. I really did not have time for him.

"What's wrong with you? Are you… crying?" He asked with a hint of concern in his eyes. Realize I said hint not like he really really cared.

I wanted to hurt him right then and there. To take all my frustration out on him. I wish he would just go away and leave my feelings and me alone.

"You know Suze, you can have a real man instead of half a man" he said while showing those pearly whites of his, and also brushing a single tear from my cheeks.

"You know Paul, I think your finally right about something." I said giving into those incredible perfect teeth his parents probably paid a great deal of money for. What? Suze Simon giving in to the Spawn of Satan? I really don't know where that statement came from. Maybe I'm on some stuff, maybe I was sniffing glue this morning. "I think you're finally right about something Paul. I should date other men my family can actually see and hear."

Yes I am defiantly on crack and I'm probably sniffing glue.

"Wait! Are you serious Suze?" He asked while looking at me like I had grown three heads. He actually looked confused and surprised.

"Yes stupid." I playfully pinched his cheeks.

"Um ok, why don't we ditch this place and head over to the food court in the mall?" he asked while being suspicious of what had gotten into me but finally given in. I have to admit he did look hott even when he had doubts! Maybe even hotter than that ghost I used to like.

"I don't know… I'm not to fond of the mall. But, for you… I'll make an exception." When I said that, Paul was more than happy to escort me to his car. It looked like he just washed his silver BMW convertible because it was shining off the clear blue shy.

When we were in his car, I put on my seatbelt and turned on the radio. The station he had on was heavy metal. I'm not a big fan of heavy metal so I turned to a different station to see what else was on, and one of my favorite songs "Dip it low" was on. And Paul being the horny and hott guy he was winked at me. That just turned me on, so I grinned and turned to the window.

I think this was the start… of a beautiful relationship.

A/N: I hoped you like this chapter more. Please review and tell me what you think.

LenaMarie