I though it would be kind of cool to write a short one-shot on what it would have been like if Jesse had actually kissed Susannah in the second book after he took hold of her chin instead of the shrieking woman busting in so she couldn't find out whether he would or not.
DISCLAIMER: hey I've heard that before… I hear you mutter to yourselves? Well yes you may have because…
…SURPRISE it's not mine, it's the beautiful work of The Mediator belongs to the talented Meg Cabot. I start this one-shot by using a short paragraph from the second Mediator book which Meg Cabot came up with NOT ME!
That's when I realised that in spite of how hard I'd been trying not to fall in love with Jesse, I wasn't doing a very good job. I could tell this by the way my heart started thudding very hard against my T-shirt when he touched me. It hadn't done that when Tad had touched me in the exact same way.
My eyes searched over solemn expression on Jesse's face. I could be mistaken, but I really though the look on his face was just like the one on Tads just before he kissed me. I wanted to say something but I didn't know what. I mean, if you thought a ghost was just going to kiss you what would you say? Actually you would never put in that situation so never mind.
"Jesse" I quietly whispered with a pleading look on my face.
"Shhh" He put a soft, tanned finger over my lips.
Why, why me? My lips were on fire. I'd never felt this way when Tad kissed me, so why did I feel like this when Jesse had only touched me?
"It's alright Susannah" He whispered in his gentle voice tinted with his Spanish accent.
I closed my eyes and the next thing I felt was Jesse's lips touching mine. Hey it may not have been a big French like one that Tad gave me, but damn was I flustered! Oh my God. I'm being kissed by a ghost! How did this happen? I mean, it's one of the unspoken Mediator rules (well at least it should be!), but should I be complaining? Jesse is hotter than any guy I've ever met and I like him.
He's a ghost Susannah, wake up.
I pulled away.
"I'm sorry Jesse I can't"
"Susannah, wait I didn't-", but before he could finish the shrieking woman showed up again. I put my hands over my ears because she was so loud and when she finally stopped I turned around to where Jesse was but he'd gone.
Well waddaya think? Please review and let me know, I would really like to know how I can improve and what I did well and just whether you liked the general jist of the story thanks.