A/N: Hi it's LenaMarie again! I just want to say thanks for the reviews. I'm so sorry it took me forever to write this. I haven't been home all last week.

Chapter 7

After Jesse left me in my room all by myself without an explanation on why we have to be just 'friends', I went down the hall towards Dopey's room knowing that Clover was in there. However, Aunt Valerie stopped me when she seen me.

She had a huge smile on her face. "I'm so glad you've made Clover so welcome here. I really appreciate it." I just stared at her and returned her smile. "She really doesn't have much friends back in New Rochelle, so I'm glad she has her favorite cousin to talk too." That must be a mistake. She must not know that her daughter is a complete dumb whore. Back in Jefferson High school, in Brooklyn she would be one of those popular kids who would make fun of the retarded kids. I was just about to walk away when she added,

"We might even stay here for good and let little Cleo have a fresh start." This time she walked away approaching my mom and Andy's room.

Um, how about no? And no? AND NO! She can't stay here until who knows when. She would make my life a living hell just with one look. And if she comes near Jesse one more time, I swear I'm going to punch her dead in her nose. She can have stupid Paul. Moreover she can have Spike. They would make a lovely couple.

I walked up to Brad's door and banged on it three or four times. He opened the door fiercely and looked at me like I was crazy.

"What the hell is wrong with you banging on my door like that?" Brad asked.

"Oh cut the crap. I need to talk to Clover NOW!" I said trying to get into his room but he kept blocking the doorway.

"Why? Were busy." He said attempting to close the door in my face.

"What are you busy doing? Having oral sex or she's giving you head? Which one is it?" I asked crossing my arms under my chest. At that point Clover showed her face and moved Brad aside.

"What are you trying to say? That I'm a slut?" She looked irritated and angry. So what? It's not like it's not true. She should wake up and smell my mom's freshly brewed coffee and realize that was what she was.

"Listen could we talk about this in my room?" I said giving her a hint that I need to talk with her about the mediator thing. I think she got the picture when she pushed pasted me and walked into my room. I followed her into the room and shut the door to make should know one will over hear us talking about my dead boyfriend.

"What do you want Suzie?" She asked. She sat on her bed and starred fooling around with her nails.

"I want- " but before I could say anything she interrupted me.

"I can't believe were both mediators. I thought I was the only special girl in this world." Ok that was coincident. I hate coincident people. They think the world only revolves around them.

"No, there are many other mediators I know." I said. She raised her eyebrows.

"Oh really? Who? Do I know them?" She demanded. She put her hands on her hips like I do when I'm mad.

Don't say it. Me and wanna be princess of the world are not alike. Even though we share this 'gift'.

"Father Dominic for example. If you must know. This town is swimming with mediators." That part was most defiantly true. I never met any mediators or shifters back in New York.

"Oh really! I didn't know that. Wow, we all three need to talk. I could really learn something from that old man." She said bouncing up and down and giggling like she was on crack and she just saw a glimpse of Brittany Spears. I just really wanted to punch her even more and wipe that stupid beam off her pretty little face. But I would have to give my mum an explanation to why I hit her. And, 'I punched her in the face because she hit on my dead boyfriend, who said he wanted to be 'friends' but the slut can have Dopey or Sleepy or even Paul for that matter. To conclude this, the bitch had it coming." Would give me a one way pass to the loony bin. So I just walked away from her and went into my room and slept all night without any dreams.

I woke up early, and I did my daily routine with time left to actually eat breakfast. I'm just happy that this is the last day until Thanksgiving vacation. Tomorrow I'm not going to eat breakfast nor lunch, I'm going to save my appetite for Thanksgiving dinner. (Andy is cooking of course. He doesn't want me near the stove.) This is also special to my mom because this is the first TG we have together as a family.

I'm also happy to today because I'm going to talk to Jesse one on one about this Clover and Paul problem and this I want to be just friend's crap. This day is going to go exactly how I planned it.

To school I wore my new neck sweater because it was chilly outside. The sweater has a pretty tone- on- tone tan circular pattern with wide sleeves, which was very cute. With that I wore a matching skirt that went down to my knees along with shoes that had four-inch heels. I thought I looked okay. Clover was so jealous. She said I didn't deserve it so I pinched her on her arm and told her that was a warning.

I was walking into the mission going towards the rectory to visit Jesse when I tipped over someone's shoe and almost crashed onto the floor and making myself look like a complete spaz. This person had their nasty hands on my body and if they didn't let go I was about to punch them in their nose…

At that, he pulled me onto my feet.

"Suzie, Suzie, Suzie. Don't be so violent." I pulled my skirt down and turned to the pervert.

"You know, you should have let me fall right on my stomach." My fists were clenched and I thought I was about to strike him.

"I would never do that to you." Paul looked at me up and down and I thought I was about to puke. "You look good today, Suze. You should wear more shorter skirts often." He said winking at me.

I think I'm really going to puke.

If he want to see me in a shorter skirt he should have been here at the beginning of the year when I wore that mini skirt and got sent home as well as getting kidnapped.

I was about to continue on my way when Paul stopped me.

"Suze, I had a nice time yesterday and I just…" He trailed off and he just gazed into my eyes.

"You just what?" I said impatiently.

"I just…" And that's when he kissed me.

A/N: Finally I'm finish. If anyone is still reading this story please Review!