Hey guys! I'm soo sorry it's taken me soo long to update. It's just that I started school and I've had a lot of homework and then my writing program shut down. So at the first chance I got I sat down and wrote this for you guys, but I promise that I will try to update every Friday or so. So here's Ch. 6.
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Disclaimer-Meg Cabot owns the characters not me. Including Suze, Paul, and Jesse (sigh).
Chapter 6 My story…I think?
"Jesse, I know what I'm about to tell you is going to be a lot, but I need you to bear with me. Okay?" He nodded. "Umm… I guess I'll start to when I was six. My mother, father, and I used to live in New York. One Saturday my father went out for a run and he died of a heart attack while he was out. For the next ten years I lived in Brooklyn with my mom. Then one day she met a guy named Andy Ackerman. They fell in love and remarried. After their honeymoon, my mother moved me out to sunny Carmel-by-the-sea, California. When I arrived in my new home and entered my room, I was in the company of another. You. Only it wasn't you, it was your spirit. Do you get what I'm sayin'?" He hadn't spoken in a while or moved for the matter.
"I am trying Querida."
"I'm glad. Any ways, when I first met you I wasn't exactly Miss. Congeniality towards you."
"Miss. what?"
"Oh, Miss. Congeniality means that that girl is nice and gets along with everyone no matter what, but I was being that way with you. Get it?"
"Sí"
"Good. Well after my some what hostile greeting and you getting over the fact that I could, in fact, see you. I ordered you to leave and never to materialize in there again. For a few days you stayed away and I thought you were gone for good. At school though there was another ghost and she was really hostile. One night II was going to go to the mission and reason with her. I was about to leave when you showed up and tried to stop me by dead bolting the door to my room, but that didn't stop me. I just left through the window. When I was down at the mission, said hostile ghost, decapitated the statue of Juniperro Serra and hurls it at my own head. After she misses for about the third time, you materialize and save my life because if you wouldn't have come I wouldn't have a head of my own. On our walk home you notice that I'm bleeding and offer your handkerchief. I take it graciously and when I get home I wash it. While washing it I realize that here are three letters in the corner. 'MDS'. Which I though was weird because your name starts with a 'J' not an 'M', but I didn't realize it then that I just started unraveling your past. The next night I was going to exorcise a certain ghost down at the mission. You tried to stop me, again. I told to stay away from the mission because I was going to get rid of Heather and I'm sure you didn't want to end up like her. Gone. Forever.
I only warned you because I wanted to figure you out. When I was down at the mission, Ghost you went and woke up my youngest step-brother, David. I had performed the exorcism on Heather, but she didn't go quietly. She, in fact, decided it would be fumy if she knocked down the breezeway on top of me. I laid there for what seemed like a few hours. I heard someone, thinking it was you I called out to you. David was at the mission, that's who I heard, and heard my cry and came running to me. Jake and David helped out of the debris and took me home." I continued for about an hour. When I had finished, I looked Jesse in the eye. I had been avoiding his eyesight. He hadn't moved I noticed. I'm not surprised, really. It was a lot to take in and seemed more like a story than my life and his afterlife. We were silent. I want Jesse to go first. I want Jesse to tell me what he thinks about everything. I got up, not able to handle the silence any longer, and walked back to the de Silva family. I had gotten half way when I heard Jesse run up next to me. He had grabbed my arm. I pulled away. I wasn't angry with him, I just didn't want to talk any more.
"Querida, please stop and wait." I did. Stop I mean.
"Look, I know it sounds crazy, but it happened," I was staring him right in the eye. "And is happening right now. I have to figure out a way to go back to my time." (A/N: haha 'back to my time' she already went back, she needs to go forward… sorry just had to say it.) He was no longer looking at me .I knew it was too much. I should've just kept my mouth shut and said good bye. I stood there again like a total idiot and completely humiliated.
"Susannah," Jesse started to say. "It does not sound crazy. In fact, all the things you just told me I remember." (A/N: I could've stopped here to torture you all, but I'm not). I gaped at him. 'How? Why? What?', so many questions running through my head. I didn't know he would remember. Anything. At least nothing from my time.
"How?" Oh, real smart Suze, like he's supposed to know.
"I didn't know, Querida, but last night everything you just told me, I dreamt. What I do know, though, is that we need to get you home, or as you say it 'the future.'" He was right, but I couldn't help to wonder about a life without remembering or having Jesse.
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