What's with these homies

Dissin' my girl?

Why do they gotta front?

What did we ever

Do to these guys

That made them so violent?

Oh Oh

But you know I'm yours

Oh Oh

And I know you're mine

Oh Oh

And that's for all time

OOH-WEE-OOH

I look just like Buddy Holly

Oh Oh

And you're Mary Tyler Moore

I don't care what they say about us anyways

I don't care bout that

Don't you ever fear

I'm always near

I know that you need help

Your tongue is twisted

Your eves are slit

You need a guardian

Oh Oh

And you know I'm yours

Oh Oh

And I know you're mind

Oh Oh

And that's for all time

OOH-WEE-OOH

I look just like Buddy Holly

Oh Oh

And you're Mary Tyler Moore

I don't care what they say about us anyways

I don't care bout that

BANG BANG

A knock on the door

Another big bang

Get down on the floor

Oh, no

What do we do?

Don't look now

But I lost my shoe

I can't run

And I can't kick

What's the matter babe are you feeling sick

What's the matter, what's the matter, what's the matter you?

What's the matter babe are you feelin' blue?

And that's for all time

OOH-WEE-OOH

I look just like Buddy Holly

Oh Oh

And you're Mary Tyler Moore

I don't care what they say about us anyways

I don't care bout that

Buddy Holly- Weezer

"What?"

"Ever since Jesse left to go marry Maria, I've had dreams of you and Jesse. But I don't recognize where you are, but I know that they don't take place in 1850. I want to know how you know my brother, I want to know who exactly you are, and why my brother was GLOWING. It's not normal for people to glow."

She seemed so distraught I just knew it was important I told her. "Okay, let's go find Jesse, and then he and I will try to explain as best I can, but there are things about this" I gestured to the world around me, "and you're brother even I don't understand."

To say that Jesse was surprised Belle's announcement would be a huge understatement. Let's just say, first time I grabbed his hand, yeah, that would be mild amazement now. So, Jesse told Belle about the alternate reality in which he died, and the long 150 or so years until I came, then I told my half of the story.

"Ok, to start off, I really am from New York. And, my dad did die. And, I DO have 3 step brothers. And I do have a cat. And yes, he is ugly. DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT LOOK JESSE, YOU KNOW HE IS! Anyways, so, I moved to Carmel, in my time, about 2 years ago. In your time, it would be about oh, 150 years from now, but let's not get into that. Well, I moved into my room, and found that there was another inhabitant in it."

At this, Belle's eyes went wide. "You- you mean Jesse was in your room? But, wouldn't he be dead then? Is that why Jesse was glowing?"

"Yes to all counts, Belle. Yes, Jesse was in my room, and yes he was dead. You see I am what is called a mediator. I am on earth to help the souls of those who died with unfinished business go on to their next state of being. So, Jesse was there, and he was very aggravating at first, ordering me about and calling me stuff in Spanish I didn't understand. So I called him a dead cowboy, and he got mad. Said his family had worked hard but never as vaqueros. Then he proved useful in fighting this ghost Heather, who had killed herself because her boyfriend broke up with her. I found out who exactly Jesse was, and how he had 'mysteriously disappeared' before his wedding, then his skank fiancée went off and married some slave runner. Then, we had an understanding. I would change in my bathroom, and so we would never be placed in a compromising situation. Then, I thought this guys dad was a vampire, but then it turned out so did he. But then I found out that his brother was trying to off my, his nephew, and his brother to gain control of the company. And then these 4 kids who got killed by this kid, Michael, because his little sister got hurt at one of their houses tried to kill me, and Michael was put in prison. Gosh, I even had to go out with that creep to protect him… ick. Then come the most interesting time. First, I meet a little kid who's a mediator, his really cute older brother who ended up being the spawn of Satan, and then Maria and Felix Diego try to kill me because my step-dad is going to dig up Jesse's body, who they buried in the backyard after they offed him. And then Jesse gets exorcised because Maria told my little mediator 'friend' to. Then I have to exorcise myself to get Jesse back, and we are introduced to the fact that Paul Slater is a mediator, and obsessed with me. And to make everything so much better, Paul decides he wants to live in Carmel, and comes to my school. He then tries to make me like him and then tries to force himself on me. Jesse moves out because we kissed, and then there's the big fight everyone thinks Paul had with himself, but really with Jesse because Paul implied there was a little more going on between him and I than my hatred for him. In the process I ruin a perfectly good pair of Jimmy Choo's and I have to agree to take special mediator classes from Paul to keep him from exorcising Jesse. Then Jesse and I kissed in the graveyard where the tombstone I bought for him was. Then, Jesse goes and asks to be exorcised because I 'deserve better' when I don't want or deserve anything other than him, and instead he gets sent back here. Then I have to threaten to castrate Paul to make him send me back, and I walk in on Diego trying to shoot Jesse, so I kicked him in the head. And so, here we are."

Jesse and Bella stare at me, and I feel really stupid. I SAID EVERYTHING SLOW ENOUGH FOR YOU TO HEAR!!!! STOP STARING!!!!

"So….. You and my brother have some history. Wow. Ok, I don't think I needed to know everything you just told me, because now pictures of you kissing Jesse in a graveyard are in my head. And that is not good." I laugh and Jesse blushes and mumbles something in Spanish. Probably something about how Belle didn't have to know about us kissing, but for all I know, she could have had dreams about that, and then where would we have been? But, I was saved from more torture by Angela coming in to tell us that it was time for dinner. I guess our explanations took a few hours, because it was now dark out. At dinner, we all got some very interesting news.

"We got a letter today from the Prescott's. Apparently, they are having a party tomorrow night, and we are all invited. Of course, Susannah, you will be most welcome there, as you just did such a noble thing for our family." I tried to tell them that I did not do anything noble, but they just would not listen. And so, full and tired, it was time to go to bed.

That morning, I woke up to Esperanza trying to shake me awake. Susannah, Susannah! Come, Angela and I need your help. We cannot decide which dresses to wear and how to do our hair! Come, Angela is beside herself! Make haste! (A/N: reminds me so of Pride and Prejudice…… ahhhh I love that movie. Mr. Darcy, So hot!). I got out of bed, grumbling, and didn't even bother to put my robe on, it was too early. I followed my guide sleepily, not caring if anyone saw me like this. Jesse had seen me in my bathing suit, for goodness sake. When we got to Angela's room, I went into fashion auto-pilot and took a long look at her, before going to her closet. She had tons of very pretty dresses, but only one would do. There was a very nice one, of a very nice tan, almost a gold, a little darker then her skin. As an added bonus, there was not much of a hoop to this dress, and so the simplicity would leave room for extra accessories. I told her to try it on, and I was right. The color set off her skin, and now it was time for jewelry. I looked through what she had out, and it was all too gaudy. It was Maria-like jewels, so much to teach, so little time. I looked through her jewelry box, before finding the prefect necklace. It had a gold chain, and was a dark green emerald pendant. It was a large jewel, but was simple all the same. Matching dangly earrings, and all that was left was her hair. It needed to be stunning, but not too overpowering. I found a string of tiny pearls, and wove them into her hair before putting it up in a bun, and matching pearl combs kept all but two curls of stray hair from her face. I ran back to my room, and grabbed my juicy tube. It was the only thing that was in my pocket when I came back in time. It was clear, and the effect was amazing. I finally let her look at herself, and I think she liked it. She was speechless. I looked at her vanity. She had a dark colored pencil. I found it was an eye pencil. I did her eyes just around the lashes, giving them the effect that mascara would. My work here done, I grabbed Esperanza's hand, and dragged her next door to her room. After another long look, I got to work on her also.

Her skin was a little lighter, and so I liked more of the colors she had in her closet. I grabbed a nice blue. It looked like the electric blue paint on corvettes. It had a square neckline, and had larger skirts, but they were beautiful all the same. I grabbed a sapphire necklace, it was nice, two smaller sapphires on either side of a large one, on a silver chain. I left her hair down, because it was so sleek and curly. I found two sapphire and diamond combs that held her hair back. Some more lip gloss, and a little more eyeliner, and both of the older sisters were finished.

They wanted to help me prepare, so we made our way back to my room, and we decided on a gown so pale pink, it was almost white. I wore pearls loaned to me by Esperanza, and I put my hair in a bun, with two curls surrounding my face. With some eyeliner, and some gloss, I was ready to go. I was the simplest of the three of us, but I thought I looked good. When we met in the foyer to leave, Angela, Esperanza and I walked in together. The de Silva's seemed so proud of their daughters, and I was so happy for them. I hung back while they fawned over them, and just watched . But then, I was pulled into a corner by Jesse. He seemed happy to see me.

"You are so beautiful tonight, Querida."

"Well, I'm glad, because had you said something else, I would have had to been very violent. I may be wearing a skirt, but I can still kick your ass, Jesse."

"I know. But I am not lying to avoid pain. It is the truth. You are so beautiful, querida, inside and out. I know that you are responsible for the way my sisters look tonight, but you let them bask in the pride of my parents without saying anything. I know without you they would look like Maria- what do you call them?-clones. I just want to thank you for showing my sisters that they are beautiful even without gaudy jewels or poofy dresses, as you like to call them. You have no idea what you have done for them, but it is worth more than my life to see them so happy. You have shown them that there is beauty within, as well, and you do not have to change yourself to make that beauty shine through." (DO YOU HEAR THIS ALLI???? HUH? HUH? YOU KNOW I'M TALKING TO YOU!!!!!!!!!! Excuse me, on with the story…)

"Aaawww. No wonder your sisters love you so much. But, thank you. I think we should go out, before people get suspicious, Jesse." And so Jesse and I went and regrouped with the rest of the de Silva's. I was told I looked lovely, but all eyes were still on Esperanza and Angela, but that was fine with me. We went to the Prescott's, and I found out where Kelly got her gaudiness from. Her relatives seemed exactly the same way. And they obviously liked snubbing me just as much as she did. They looked down their noses at me, just like the Bingley sisters in Pride and Prejudice. And it seemed that one of the Prescott's had the same liking for my Mr. Darcy as Caroline Bingley did. And then when Jesse introduced me as the special guest of their family, and as a special friend of his, she just smiled at me, and walked away. I found this extremely funny, and told Jesse so, and he shared a little laugh with me, before I was accosted by Esperanza again.

"Susannah! Look! Look at all those poor girls who must be suffering from such sore necks and backs from having to support their necklaces and skirts. I realize what you said now, and I am so glad you came to us!" Laughingly, Jesse mouthed 'I told you they liked you' over his sisters head, and I walked off with Esperanza, like sisters, almost, over to the refreshment table.

But, no matter how much the de Silva's tried to get people to talk to me, for the first half of the night, no one would talk to me, until something miraculous happened. During one of the dances, which Jesse was guiding me through, who should walk over to us but Maria de Silva. She stalked over, pushed me out of the way, and slapped Jesse hard across the face. "HOW DARE YOU PUT FELIX IN JAIL!!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST DIED LIKE YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO, AND LEFT US IN PEACE!!!" There was a shocked silence after that announcement. Until Jesse calmly replied, "I'm sorry I caused you such discomfort by living, but you cannot blame the fact that I am breathing today all on me. You see, my dancing partner, who you just happened to have pushed to the floor, was really the one who saved me. So you also have to blame her for the disservice." But, that did not create the reaction Jesse was counting on, as Maria launched herself at me. But, thankfully, my mediator reflexes allowed me to dodge her, sending her flying into the table that was laden with the punch bowl and other foods. And so, a food covered Maria de Silva was carried away by servants but not before I got to tell her that marrying your own cousin is almost as nasty as the way she looked just then. It was great. Not as good as repeatedly slamming her face into the ground, but pretty good. And so for the rest of the night, I was not avoided, but people began to talk to me, and I was able to introduce Angela and Esperanza, into two fine men, who seemed to think them very beautiful. And so, after a very eventful night, it was time to go home, and go to bed.

I could tell

From the minute I woke up

It was gunna be a

Lonely, lonely, lonely day

Rise and shine

Rub the sleep out of my eyes

And try to tell myself

I can't go back to bed

It was gunna be a

Lonely, lonely, lonely day

Even though the sun is

Shining down on me

And I should feel about

As happy as can be

I just got here and

I already want to leave

It's gunna be a

Lonely, lonely, lonely day

It's gunna be a

Lonely, lonely, lonely day

Everybody knows that

Something's wrong

But nobody knows

What's going on

We all sing the

Same old song

When you want

It all to go away

It's shaping up to

Be a lonely day

I could tell

From the minute I woke up

It was gunna be a

Lonely, lonely, lonely day

It was gunna be a

Lonely, lonely, lonely day

Everybody knows that

Something's wrong

But nobody knows

What's going on

We all sing the

Same old song

When you want

It all to go away

It's shaping up to

Be a lonely day

Lonely Day- Phantom Planet

No one's POV

Back in 2004, the Ackerman-Simon household woke up to a great big surprise. Brad was yelling up the stairs to his sister to 'get her ass up or they were leaving without her because they were going to be late.' When he finally lost his patience and went upstairs to get her up, he met a very big surprise. Suze's bed was made, no one was sleeping in it. The bathroom was empty too. "DAD!!!!!"

After calling CeeCee Webb, Adam McTavish, Father Dominic, and even Paul Slater, though Suze claimed to hate him, the family still had nothing. The two boys were excused from class for the day to try and find their sister. Mrs. Ackerman was having a mental breakdown, which is usually what happens when you find your only daughter has gone missing in the night. Was she hurt? Was she warm? Where is she? And finally, the hardest questions of all How? and Why?

Paul's POV

I should have told them.

I knew that when they called, but I just couldn't bring myself to say it. Whether it was because I knew they wouldn't believe me, or fear of Suze's wrath, I don't know. Maybe it was because I didn't want to worry them with some far out story, and have them question themselves about it over and over again.

I know what you're thinking. 'Paul is evil, he wouldn't care whether her family hurt or not.' But I'm not like that. Really, I'm not. I try so hard not to be an asshole around Suze, but I just act so weird around her. I really do like her, its not some case of lust, as she would have you believe. I might not love her, but I'm pretty damn close. Is it love when you would do anything to have that person beside you all of the time? When you would die for that person? When you would do anything to see them smile?

I guess I'm just so used to not having to work for people to like me. But Suze is the first person I ever really worried about their opinion of me. So, what should I have done when a crying Mrs. Ackerman called me, asking if I had seen Suze anytime that morning. I tried to sound surprised, and told her, no, I hadn't. Should I have felt like crap afterwards? Should I have called Father Dominic? What should I do??

DUN DUN DUN!!!!

And so the chapter ends. I would just like to take this time to thank everyone who Reviewed. It makes my day to open my mailbox and see that so many people liked my story.

And all of you who gave me song suggestions, I didn't ignore you. I just couldn't find a way to shape the story around those songs, but you might just see some songs you recognize later. I'm not making any promises. If you want to, send song suggestions with your reviews.

All I have to say is that you really should listen to Rooney, Phantom Planet, Straylight Run, Weezer, Sugarcult, Yellowcard, HelloGoodbye, Jet, Franz Ferdinand, Weezer, Gavin DeGraw, The Beatles, The Toadies, Tonic… and all that good schtuff! And Mitch Hedburg, too. Because, you know, great authors like Robtaymattlouned, listen to Rooney, and even name themselves after them.

And so, I leave you with this bit of holiday advice-

A severed foot is the ultimate stocking stuffer!