Disclaimer: The Mediator Series belongs to Meg Cabot; therefore, I do not own them.

Hey, again! Thanks for the reviews. LOL. I don't know yet if it's going to be a P/S or J/S story but I'm thinking of having a PaulSuze ending and JesseSuze ending. I might change my mind though and just make it into a one couple ending…so tell me what you want and I'll decide.

I, Suze Simon, am boarding a plane to Carmel right now, wearing my favourite, old, but COMFORTABLE jeans and my favourite black silk shirt.

I sighed.

I have been having qualms about Carmel…but I want a fresh start. Moving across the country is a GREAT idea, yeah right... I thought.

While looking for my seat in the plane, I noticed a guy my age, maybe 2 years older, checking me out…

"Maybe I'm just imagining things…" I muttered to myself.

When I found my seat, I made myself comfortable. I reached down to my shoulder bag, taking my headphones out of my bag, I noticed the guy standing in front of me.

"Hi," the guy said, smiling.

"Hey…" I said, hoping the guy won't notice that I'm blushing.

"I'm Bryce Martinson. And you?"

"Suze, Suze Simon."

"Are you Jake Ackerman's sister?" he asked

"Stepsister," I corrected him. "And how do you know Jake?"

"Oh, Jake, he's one of my surfing mates. We both go to JSMA…we're both seniors and I'm guessing you're a sophomore?"

"Yeah, I am. What are you doing here?"

"Just wanted to know if you were Jake's sis-, I mean stepsister," he grinned. "And also, I wanted to ask you if you want to go out with me sometime once you get settled in, in Carmel, I mean…"

Is he asking me out? Duh, Suze!

"Sure…want to sit with me? It's going to get lonely…If you want to, I mean." I asked, without even thinking.

"Yeah, just let me go get my bag."

Bryce and I got along well. He told me that he went on a vacation to Antigua to clear his mind…but it didn't help because a week later from his vacation, he found out his ex-girlfriend killed herself.

"Aw, I'm so sorry…" I said, trying to sound sorry. But I wasn't, sorry, I mean. It was the girl's fault. Not Bryce's. It was a stupid thing to do. You know, killing yourself over a guy.

"So am I. If I didn't break up with her…this wouldn't have happened…" he said and shook his head.

"Look, it's not your fault that she shot herself. Okay? So stop sulking and be happy. We're arriving soon."

He smiled and said, "Yes, miss."

When we both arrived on the airport, we walked together…and saw 2 of my stepbrothers, Dopey and Doc, holding a sign that says 'Welcome home, Suze!' How embarrassing! Right in front of Bryce Martinson! Jake started waking up when he saw Brice right beside me but he didn't greet him. What a nice way to treat your friend who just came back from vacation. I guess that's just how older guys are to their friends.

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"Oh, Susie! I'm so glad you're here!" my mother said.

"Yeah, me too, mom," I smiled. "Mom, this is Bryce…and Bryce this is my mom."

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Ackerman," he said while shaking my mother's hand.

"Got to go, Suze, catch up to you later. I'll call you sometime. And tell Jake to go to the beach tomorrow to catch some waves." He said and left.

As we were driving along the highway, I couldn't help but stare at the ocean. At first, I thought it was just grass but then I saw it shining. I gasped. WHAT? I couldn't help myself! The only water I've seen up-close was the lake in New York, Niagara Falls and the water in mine and my mom's apartment.

"Susie, isn't it wonderful here? You'll fit right in, don't worry."

"Yeah, sure mom, it is. And I'll fit right in…" Yeah, right.

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Jesse, the ghost who's been haunting the house for years, waits for his new roommate's arrival. He can't help but think about what the woman said to him back when he was alive.

"You will have one true love that will last for all eternity. She has the most beautiful green eyes. Be patient…and she'll find you. You two are meant to be together, no matter what happens," the woman said, in a soft voice.

What does she mean by that? Jesse shook his head.

Jesse knows that his roommate is a lady, because of all the pink in the room. After 150 years, all he ever thought about was his one true love waiting for him…but who could it be? Surely no one can see him nor love him since he's a ghost. Be patient. The voice in his head said. He heard some footsteps climbing up the stairs…it's time.

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When we arrived, I thought the house was pretty big. Three stories…and my mom kept on going on and on about how I'm going to like my new room and how it has the best view of the ocean in the house. Right where I was standing, I saw the big red dome; it must be the school I'm going to…it's pretty, although, I think the size of the sophomore class is fairly small.

I got inside, started looking around. I saw my baby pictures lined up on the wall along with my stepbrothers' too.

"Susie, come up here. Come see your room," my mom called up from the third floor.

So I walked up the stairs up to the third floor.

When I entered the room, I saw pink. PINK. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I tried my best to hide my disappointment. I must've done fairly well since Andy and mom didn't notice.

"So you like it?" my mom asked.

"Yeah, sure," I answered. Just not the pink though. "The view is great."

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Shocked is what I'm feeling right now. I, Jesse De Silva, am shocked. Not because of my new room mate's appearance…but because of her eyes. They're the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen. Could it be her? Yes it is…The voice in my head answered. But she can not see me, I am a ghost, how will it work out? Just wait…just wait. Your time will come, SOON.

So, you know the drill. Review if you want more! )