"Susannah, please wake up." One of my tears rolled off and hit her cheek.

"Ow, Jesse?" I smiled when she opened her eyes. I hugged her. "Jesse, where's Paul?"

"Right here, Susie-Q." He smirked at her. "You were right Suze. You are hard to kill. I've tried three times now, and everytime you've lived." I helped her to her feet, her emerald eyes narrowed at him as she said,"Well, Paul, maybe it's time you realized that I was meant to be with Jesse." I couldn't help but smile when she said that. Slater was a different story. When she said that, the fire that surrounded us got bigger. A little explosion went off behind him.

"That's where you're wrong, Suze." he pointed his hand at me, and in an instant I flew throught the flames.

"Jesse!" I looked over at where Jesse had just flown. Paul walked over to me and breathed in my ear. "Now, Susie. If you do this the easy way, Rico doesn't have to die. Unless of course I already killed him." he laughed as he said that. That was it, I was ticked. I punched him as hard as I could. Blood went everywhere. He looked shocked. And to tell you the truth, so was I. But I guess that's what you do when you love someone. And there was no guy that i loved more than Jesse. Okay, well, maybe Orlando Bloom...no Jesse. No Orlando. No what am I saying? It's Jesse! Let's just get back to the story before i change my mind again...which I will.

He was laying there on the ground with his hands over his nose. What a baby! I've been thrown off porch roofs and I didn't complain. Well, probably becaue I was knocked out, but you know. So, just because I could and was really mad, I kicked him. I bent down beside him and whispered in his ear, "And don't call me Susie." He was still on the ground as I tried to look through the flames, trying to find Jesse.

"Jesse?"

"Querida?" I heard her, but I couldn't see her. "Jesse, just follow my voice!" I did. Then I finally saw her. She smiled and looked relieved. I tried to walk over to her, but we had a problem. The fire was growing. Big Time!

"Jesse, what are we going to do?" I grabbed her hand and took of running down the hall. "Jesse, what are you-" But then she saw what I was doing. "No!" I sighed and turned to look at her. "Querida-"

"No! Jesse! Are you insane?" I probably was. Haunting her bedroom as long as I did and being around her so much, she was bound to rub off on me sometime.

"Querida, please. it's the only way." She looked out the window and down to the fountain. She put her hands on her straight hair. "Susannah! would you rather your hair curl, or be blown up?" She was silent.

"Susannah!"

"I'm thinking." I looked out the classroom door and saw the fire coming or way.

"Susannah, if we stay in here, knowing all the chemicals you hav on your hair right now. it will shoot into flames." Her eyes got wide, and she grabbed my hand."Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go."

I grabbed her around the waist, and we dropped.

Deja Vu, again. I was actually surprised how deep the fountain was, but not deep enough. I cut my knee pretty badly. "Susannah, are you okay?" I nodded. My hair was about to frizz, my knee is bleeding, the school is on fire, but I'm fine, Jesse, just peachy. Oh my gosh. The school is on fire. I guess Jesse read my fear, since he grabbed my hand and we ran to Father Dominic.

"Father D!" he turned and gave us a very disapproving look when he saw that we were wet.

"Jesse! Susannah! What have you been doing?" Gee Father D, what do you think we have been doing? Don't answer that.

All I managed to get out was,"School on fire." And he ran faster than a speeding bullet. Good thing this really wasn't the Superman movies, because Lois Lane would have died. if you don't know why she would have died, I said something before that might give you a clue...sorry...back to the story.

We ran into the Mission. Father Dom stopped. I thought it was becuase of the school being destroyed and all, but boy was I wrong.

"See, I told you! It was Paul!"

"Susannah-"

"He blew the hallway up, and tried to kill me...again and-"

"Susannah-"

"-tried to kill Jesse, too. So when the hall caught in fire, we had to jump-"

"Querida-"

"-into the fountain and now my hair's all frizzy and I'm bleeding and-"

"SUSANNAH!"

"What?" I turned around. I was expecting to see the Mission's hallway destroyed, but no. The hallway was in perfect condition.

"What? It was- he blew- WHAT THE HECK?"

Father D looked from me to Jesse and back. then he finally said. "I'm surprised at you two. Making a joke like that."

"IT WASN'T A JOKE!" I sat down in the middle of the hall and crossed my arms and sulked.

"It wasn't, Father. Look." Jesse showed him the burns on his arm.

" oh my word."

"Oh, so you believe Antonio Banderas over here but not me!"

Just as I said that, we heard a loud crash coming from one of the rooms, followed by a hear piercing scream. We walked over to the room and opened the door. I grabbed Antonio's-I mean- Jesse's hand. I couldn't believe what I saw.

there you have it people! R&R!