Disclaimer: I am not Meg Cabot, nor will I ever be. Unless I get my name legally changed. But that wont mean I own the characters, or original plot for the Mediator

OK, Maybe I should explain. You see I can see dead people. OK stop laughing. I really can. I can see them, and talk to them, and touch them and well… even kiss them. I'm what you would call a Mediator, or as Paul would insist Shifter works too. Any so yes Jesse is a ghost. He has been as long as I've known him and then some. Some being 150 years actually.

"Querida what's wrong?" Jesse asked me gently.

"Nothing," I replied. My voice cracked a little. The truth was Prom was coming up, and as Class VP I had to go. I didn't want to look like a loser standing off in a corner alone, but I would never go with anyone but Jesse.

Jesse took my hand and led me over to a nearby bench. "Susannah," he said, "don't lie to me," He lifted a finger and wiped a tear from my cheek, "You never cry, especially not over nothing." Damn him and his logic!

"No really it's nothing, just a dance I have to go to. That's all!" I didn't want him to feel bad for not being able to take me. It wasn't his fault he was murdered. "I wish I could take you," he whispered sounding sad. "I wish that too," I replied just as softly, "but it's just a stupid dance. It doesn't matter. I wouldn't got if I didn't have to," I told him trying to make him feel better.

"SIMON!" I heard my best friend CeeCee's voice boom, "WHERE ARE YOU!"

"COMING!" I yelled back before turning to Jesse, "I'm telling CeeCee and Adam after school," I told him. He understood what it was I was telling them right away. "Will you please come?" I begged

"Susannah there is no way I would miss it. Not for anything," He kissed my forehead, "Go to your friends," he said and dematerialized.

(A/N I Would have stopped here, but the last chapter was so short I'll give you a little more)

I ran out of the graveyard just before Adam and CeeCee open the gate to get in themselves.

"There you are Suze!" Adam exclaimed. "We just spent nearly our whole lunch looking for you. Now normally I wouldn't give up such a fine sandwich as I had today just to find you, but Cee threatened to throw it in the sand. And I do hate a sandy sandwich as you-"

"Adam! Shut up!" CeeCee yelled at him, "Suze, you said you wanted to talk to us. So go you have 5 minutes."

"Uh I need more time than that," I told them. "Meet me after school at my house. I'll tell you everything then.

"Fine," CeeCee said as the bell rang. "We're going to be late for class. Come on."