The next few weeks just got worse, Jesse and Paul would battle for me; one day Jesse would do this great thing, then the next day Paul would use his money to an advantage.
One day I just got so sick of it.
"Both of you stop!" I yelled.
"What's wrong Querida?" Jesse asked.
"What's wrong? What's wrong! I'll tell you what's wrong!" I was getting so mad and it's never a good thing to be around me when I'm mad. "You guys have been trying to one up each otherforweeks! You two just wont quit! But, now I'm gonna stop it!" Wow! That felt good to have them stop just to get at me for once in a month and a half. And then I said something really stupid. "Jesse you go over there." I said pointing to a bench on the other side of the courtyard which; is where we were eating lunch by the way, so everyone was staring at us. "Paul you come with me!" Jesse looked at me funny. Then I realized what I did, I took Paul over Jesse. So now I had to fix what I had started. Paul and I walked over to the opposite side of the courtyard so Jesse couldn't hear us.
"Paul what the hell! I thought we went over this a month and a half ago!"
"Suze, you and me, we were meant to be together."
"Oh, god, Paul, we went over this. No. No we weren't. If we were wouldn't be here remember?"
"Everyone needs time way from each other."
"Yeah, and every road has bumps too, well you know what people fix the bumps, and people hang out, and we've hung out, you stayed at my house for 4 weeks!"
"Ok sure but…" I couldn't believe the thing he did next, or me, he leaned in to kiss me, and I slapped him hard across the face. And this wasn't some I'm-a-girl-so-I-can't-slap-guys slap it was a I-can't-believe-that-my-brother-just-destroyed-my-favorite-CD-that-can't-be-replaced-because-it-was-discontined slap.
I could tell that Jesse wasn't trying to watch. But Jesse is Jesse. So after he Paul try to kiss me, I could see that he was looking, and was ready to kick ass, depending on what I did, whose. When he saw me slap him, he ran right over and socked Paul a good one. Right in the nose.
It was fun, in a way, until Paul retaliated. While still holding his nose, Paul punched Jesse a few times, then they started a huge fight. They started rolling on the ground while everything was hooting, and shouting 'FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!' And then somehow I got knocked on the ground, and someone punched me! I still don't know who it was.
So the fight was finally broken up, and we were all sent to the principal's office. Yes me, I know!
"I knew that this was going to be bad." Mr. Murray said. "Didn't I say after our first meeting Suze, that most of the rotten apples from the upper East Coast get in trouble. Didn't I?"
I nodded
"And you Jesse! Your one of our star players on our baseball team! And you…" He said pointing to Paul. "You, you, what is your name again?"
"Paul, sir."
"Your new, you shouldn't be getting into fights."
I kinda zoned out for oh, I dunno know, lets say 45 minutes, because the next time I noticed the clock it was 1:30, and we got in there around 12:45, then Mr. Murray started to say something about how he never wants to see us in here ever again. Then we all stood up. And as we were leaving I smiled at him and thought 'why was I here, I didn't do anything.'
And then he said. "People get blamed for things they did and didn't do." Then he shut the door and we walked out into the hallway. I thought that,I think... Hmmm
"Jesse." I said very carefully.
"What is it?" He said hotly (not as he's hot as in mad) as he turned to face me. I, carefully, again, wrapped my arms around him, and gave him a very big kiss.
After I came up for air I said."I stand by what I said a month and a half ago, I love you."
"I love you too Querida." He said with a smile.
After we kissed again, Paul must have gotten mad or something, so he had to fix that. "Suze?"
"What do you want?" I tried not to sound like if he said one wrong word I'd cut him up into a bunch of little pieces him, then burn the pieces of him.
Then he did the same thing I did to Jesse but he hugged me instead of kissing me.
"Thank you for the best year, 2 months, 4 days, 6 hours, 16 minutes of my life."
All at the same time I was freaked out and happy then I said. "Aaww you counted how long we were together for." I said with a 'Oh! Look at that CUTE puppy in the window' look.
"Naw, I just knew that we were going out for a year and a few months."
"Well it's the thought that counts."
I gave him a peck on the check, then a very small kiss on the lips, gave him another hug, and l left with Jesse. It was perfect.
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