Well… I'd like to take a moment to apologize for my lateness, and explain… AP Stat. That is all you need to know… If you are contemplating taking it, don't… it's a bitch…
Anyways, I hope that this was worth the wait… and if you want to know about the other crazy reasons I don't update, just check my blurty: with If You Could Only See…
Well, I know it wont be the same without the lyrics, but I've heard stories of ppls fics being deleted because of them… so heres the song for today, look up the lyrics if you want.. or, even better listen to it! Its an awesome song!
Candlewax- Phantom planet
Suze
I felt that hand, the hand of the person I was pretty sure I couldn't stop thinking about. And I turned around slowly, just to make sure this was all real… that this could really be happening.
And I looked up into that face, the face that haunted all my dreams, and I realized that this was real. And I wanted to cry, and I wanted to laugh and I wanted to slap him and I wanted to scream and dance and just… explode.
And I smiled. I fought back tears, and all I could get out was a stupid, pathetic, watery "hi." But he smiled too, and wanted to leap for joy. It was the same smile, it was the same him down to the scar in his eyebrow.
"Hi. I'm Hector De Silva, but you can just call me Jesse." Oh, dear lord, please say he remembered me. He has to remember me. I couldn't live if he didn't remember me.
Jesse
I walked into the courtyard on the first day of school, feeling oddly at home. I don't know what it was, but I knew where and what everything was. I saw a girl get up from her seat and walk over to a young man, who seemed quite frightened of her. I wonder what that is about. I don't know why, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
I watched as she talked to the boy, and was angered. I seemed to know what was happening, and the next thing I knew, I was walking over, 'saving' her from detention. And I don't know why, but I called her querida.
Then, when she turned around I looked into her eyes, and I knew I had seen her before, but where?
Suze
He didn't recognize me, I knew it. His eyes no longer held the sparkle they held when he saw me. Sure, he called me querida, but he seemed just as confused as I was. Why was he here, if he wasn't Jesse reincarnated?
This was too much. I can't take this much in a single day. There was only one place I knew to go, and so I excused myself and ran to the main office. "Father D! Tell me as much as you can about the new kid. Hector what's-his-bucket…" (a/n: Hehe! Bucket)
"Well, Susannah, I can tell you this much. He comes from south California, where his father owns a ranch. He came up here to stay with his cousin Maria. Also, he happens to be a mediator, like you and I."
Well, doesn't that all sound familiar… all of his past is the same, except now he's a mediator, not a ghost. Hmm. I'm liking the heartbeat part of this…
I know its really short, and I feel horrible, but I wanted to get this out to make all of my fans (?) happy. I feel so awesome to know someone likes my writing! AND ! I'm gunna be a godmother.. so happy to me… AND my sister is 20 today!
