A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't had time to update my story. Who knew high school would take up all my time? I hope you guys are still reading!

Chapter 11

Suze's POV

After we left my old high school me, Gina, and Paul caught the 3 train one block away. Walking down those familiar steps to the platform brought back many good and bad memories.

I can't believe it's been almost a year since I've been away from the city that never sleeps. I almost forgot how to swipe a Metro Card. It took me four times but I finally got the hang of it again. At the token booth Paul and me decided to buy a Fun pass, so we'd have unlimited rides all day. Gina didn't have to pay since she had her student Metro Card.

We were just chillin and chatting while we were waiting for the train, when this homeless guy came up to Gina,

"Excuse me miss, can you spear me a dollar? I'm really hungry," The homeless guy asked while holding out his right hand. Gina looked at him like he had three heads.

"Ill, go away." She muttered. I heard Paul laugh under his breath next to me.

"It's not funny dumbass." I murmured to Paul. "This man can really be starving." I looked at the man again who looked like he hadn't taken a shower in weeks. He wore a thin black cotton jacket over an old green sweat suit that said 'The Big Apple'. He didn't even have on the right shoes for this chilly November day. I felt sorry for him.

"Then why don't you give him money then." Paul whispered back.

"Yeah Suze," Gina uttered, turning to face me. "Why don't you share the wealth?"

"I would, Gina if I had money." Me, Gina, and the homeless guy turned to Paul.

"Don't even look at me. I'm not giving him anything. Does it look like I'm made of money?" I was about to answer that but Paul realized what he said. "Don't answer that. Anyway, how do you even know this man is really homeless, he could be playing all of us. This man can be a con artist." Paul was speaking to us about the man like he wasn't even there. "I mean if this man was really hungry he wound have went to the local shelter for food and a roof over his head. A two for one discount" There was a sound coming from the other end of the platform, which can only mean one thing, the train was coming.

"You know Paul, all you had to say was you don't have the money, to be polite." I said.

"Well I guess it's too late for that, isn't it?" He said while walking to the yellow line near the train tracks. Sometimes Paul can really be nice and act normal, I admit it I kinda like this side of Paul. But most of the time he can be down right nasty and coldhearted, like right now. For Christ Sake's tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I turned to the homeless guy to ask for forgiveness.

"I apologize for the sake of my not-so-quite-friend. He really is a-"

"No you're not" The man stated. To say that I was surprised would be an understatement. I should be use to this kind of stuff.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, Susannah Simon." Wait how did he know my name? Don't tell me this is God. I leant from school that God worked in mysterious ways to test us, but damn, Why now? Why as a bum? I'm not ready! I looked at Paul who was right by my side.

"Who the hell are you?" Paul asked for me.

"That's not the point. The question is who are you two," The man said pointing to us. "Or should I say what are you two? You Paul Slater and you Susannah Simon are different, you don't belong here. If you don't leave now, there will be consequences." The man turned around and walked out of the station.

"O-Okay" Gina said interrupting the silence. "We should go." She shoved us into the subway doors. I was too stunned to say or think anything. But I manage to say the first thing that came to mind.

"What the hell?"

A/N: I know it's short, but it's something. I hope you like it! Review, Review, Review!

LenaMarie