A/N: Hi I'm back. That was quick wasn't it? Well for me two weeks is fast. I went back to school. I hate school!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the mediator characters you recognize from the book.
Chapter 14We were thrown to the ground again. And this headache was even worst than the first one. This time I landed on top of Paul. I really don't want to be in this position. Paul spoke first,
"You know, I really prefer to be on the top. And I rather do this in my bedroom instead of the courtyard." He was going to kiss me but I quickly stood up on my feet. My feet were very wobbly and I tripped over you know who. This time I practically tripped over his legs and I landed on my face.
And then it went up.
It definitely went up enough so the whole world could see.
"I see London. I see France. I see Suze's very sexy Victoria's Secret underpants."
"That was totally not funny." I sat on my butt so he couldn't see. I unquestionably turned a horrible shade of red. I was so embarrassed I wanted to deck Paul right in the nose. I crawled away from him with my butt away from him, thank you very much. And tried to master the little bit of dignity I had left. I stood up the best way I could with my headache basically ringing in my ears.
I walked away towards The Mission to get away from Paul.
"Suze come back, I was only playing. Come on…You look so cute when your embarrassed." That earned him a little finger that meant a not very nice word. Which he can stick up his butt.
Well…not literally. I'm not sticking my middle finger there.
I went inside the building hoping I would see somebody I could catch a ride with. I know Dopey left me.It's been forty minutes since school let out for thanksgiving. The school was pretty much deserted. It was really creepy.
I started walking down the hallway faster and faster, hearing my heels click against the marble floor. All the turkey's on the wall kept staring at me and giving me the evil eye. That was when I started running. I was running towards Father Dom's office. Somewhere I knew he would be. I turned the corner and that's where I bumped into him. I was knocked down on my ass.
"Querida, I'm so sorry. Here let me help you." Jesse extended his big brown hand to help lift me up.
"I don't need your help, friend." You know, this is like the umpteenth time I've been thrown to the ground. I stood up on my own and brushed my butt off. I didn't need Jesse's help. He play's with my feelings too much. He can't seem to make up his mind.
Does he want the mediator freak or not? It's a simple yes or no question. And apparently…he wants to be just friends. Well I don't. I want a relationship with him. I can be friends with stupid Barney. As a matter of fact, Barney is a better lover than Jesse is; he knows how to express is feelings. 'I love you, you love me, lets get together and kill Barney'- er I mean 'We're a happy family, with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you. Won't you say I love you too.' Yes Barney is Mr. Romantic. Except, Barney is a friggin purple fictional Dinosaur, but I don't discriminated I'm in love with a ghost. A dead cowboy to be exact.
"Susannah, please don't be so bitter. You know this is for the-"
"Best. Yeah, yeah, yeah." I said waving it off and walking away. "I know." I need a ride. And fast. Forget about Father Dominic. Jesse is going to follow me everywhere in this stupid school. I minds well go home where I know I won't find him at.
"Looking for me"
I was walking outside near the parking lot hoping to see if I knew someone who can give me a lift home. And there was Paul. He was leaning on his BMW, waiting for me I guess.
"I'm not looking for you but can you give me a ride home anyway?" I responded.
"Hop in." He said motioning for me to get in, while he walked to the driver's side.
Out through the whole trip we made small talk. Nothing too big until he pulled up to my house.
"So about Friday night." He said turning off the ignition and reminding me about that stupid shifter lesson he made on the slur of the moment. "We can do it at my house. Wear something sexy like those Victoria's Secret underwear you have on now. But I prefer a thong because it gives me easy acce-."
Slap! Right in the mouth with the back of my hand. I popped him good. I was out of his car and into my house in a hot second, never looking back.
"Mom! I'm home!" I said putting my keys on the coffee table.
"Where have you been Suzie?" If I didn't recognize this person's voice I would have called her mom.
"What do you want Clover?"
"I didn't see you at all today at school. And you didn't ride home with us today. You could have told us you were coming home late so we didn't have to wait all that time for you."
"Oh please." Brad said coming down the stairs. "As soon as I didn't see you I said 'fuck it' and left your flat ass. And Clover went along with it." Brad grabbed the car keys off the hook and opened the door and left.
"Wow Clover, you looked for me for a whole minute. I feel so special." I said sarcastically. "Thanks for your lack of concern." I walked into the living room paying no attention to Clover.
"You're lucky you got a minute." She muttered. Like I said, I'm not paying any attention to that witch. I found David on the sofa with blanket over him.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked walking over to sit by him.
"How am I supposed to know? I don't know him." Clover said while pushing me to get to the kitchen. I looked at David and we both signed. I hate that girl.
Doc was looking real peaceful sitting down on the sofa just chilling, and watching the Discovery channel on TV.
"I have a fever. Dad came to pick me up this morning. And I have a terrible headache."
"Don't we all."
"Hey Suze, a funny thing happened today."
"Yeah? And what was that?"
"I was doing some channel surfing on TV about 2:30 today and I could have sworn I seen you on MTV." Oh no! Please don't tell me you seen me kiss Paul Staler. "And not only did I see you, I saw your friend Gina and that guy named Paul. Can you explain that?" David looked up to me and gave me a slight grin. My face turned red again.
"Yeah well…how could I be in New York two hours ago and stand here right in front of you? It's totally impossible."
"Anything's possible in your life." Wow, way true. And this kid is kinda freaking me out. I think I just entered the Twilight Zone. Matter of fact, I was born into the Twilight Zone. I'm just…creepy.
"Anyway did you meet the new neighbors?"
"What new neighbors?"
"The people across the street. They just moved in. They're moving trunk is still there." I turned to look out the window that faced the house directly across from us. And indeed there was a moving trunk. I guess I was so much in a rush getting away from Paul, I didn't notice it.
"Go say hi."
"Hell no! Oh I mean no thank you."
"Yeah Suze you should go say hi." My Aunt Valerie said coming down the stairs with Clover right behind her. "As a matter of fact, you and Cleo can both go. Show that you teenagers have some manners."
"Ah, how about n-" I started.
"Go!" She pushed us both onto the front porch. That woman is really strong.
"Thanks a lot Suzie." She walked ahead of me towards the sidewalk.
"Well you're not welcome Cleo." I called jogging ahead of her. As I walked I watched a trio of moving men struggle with the furniture they were delivering. They were sweating and breathing heavily the pungent odor of salt from the ocean.
An old gray Chevy sedan, which had collected its share of dents, pulled up in front and two middle aged couple climbed out.
The two newcomers were reaching back inside the car. As they turned, their arms filled with sacks of groceries, I stepped up. "Hey. I'm Suze Simon from across the street. Welcome to the neighborhood."
"Yeah what she said." Clover said standing beside me.
Only the man smiled. The woman, who was carrying all the groceries looked totally stressed out. She looked up at us and nodded.
"That's nice"
"Bitch" Clover said entirely too loud. I had to jab her in the ribs.What is this world coming too?
"Alright" I said backing away slowly. "We just wanted to say-"
"Hi" Hey where did that come from? Clover and me turned our heads to the sound of the voice and saw a very cute little girl with jet-black hair standing a few feet away from the truck. This girl was a ghost.
All of a sudden, before I could say 'Howdy', the truck started moving without anyone driving it. I turned back to the ghost, only to find out that I was now standing a few feet in front of the moving truck.
Oh crap.
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