The Mediator : Showtime

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(A/N: Whee! Next chappie!

Sorry for not updating sooner! I was on vacation, no computers or laptops, so yeah… it was all I could do just to get by with my iPod…

iPods! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Sorry.

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Little Tinkerbell Girl: it's alright! As I said, don't need to be polite. On second thought, be polite. It's… good to be polite. Argh. I don't have any good reasons. Maybe cuz we've been taught by our parents to do that? Okay. I'm just going to shut up now…

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Here's the next chapter!)

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This chapter is dedicated to Kimberly Kwan. Kimmy, I'm also sorry that I had to leave after we've all become such good friends. I've always been there for you in the past, and I always will. Strive again for that Principal's Award! I'm sure you'll get it. I'll be right here cheering for you.)

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Chapter 12

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Suze's POV

I hurried over to the Land Rover. Andy had just decided that we could use the Land Rover and that he would buy another smaller car for my mom and him to use.

Lucky them. This Land Rover is so beat up, I can't believe Dopey and Sleepy would actually let themselves be seen in it.

It's that bad.

Doc was standing by the vehicle next to Sleepy looking at me come with bright eyes.

"I can't believe it!" he gushed as I got into the car and he followed me in. "You've only been here one day and you're the most popular girl in school! It was so cool when you saved Debbie's life!"

"I just did what anyone else would have done," I muttered, putting on my seatbelt and reapplying my lip gloss.

Strawberry flavored. Yum.

"Brad was standing there and he didn't do anything," Doc retorted as Dopey himself got into the car.

Dopey conked Doc on his head before sitting back.

"Hey!" Doc cried, rubbing his head.

I ignored them both and started listening to my iPod mini as Sleepy started up the car. We sped off and got home in ten minutes.

I think I need to ask my mom to write up my will early.

I jumped out of the car and hurried over to my room. I opened the door, plopped my schoolbag on the ground, and fell on my bed, face-first.

"AAAAARGH," I screamed into the pillow, only it came out muffled.

"Hello, Susannah."

I jumped up about two feet and stared at the bay window in shock. Jesse sat there casually, one foot propped up and an arm draped on it, as if he had been sitting there the entire time. Which he had been, I think. I hadn't been paying attention.

Dammit. He probably thinks I have a really big ass now.

Was it just me, or was there a smile playing around his lips?

"Hey," I squeaked. "Don't scare me like that again!" He grinned.

"Why not?" he asked, smiling. "It seems like an amusing past time."

I rolled my eyes and groaned. I was so not in the mood for jokes.

Wait. Was he… flirting?

Blinking my eyes in astonishment, I opened my mouth to say something.

But before I could confront him with my new theory, he asked, "What is the matter, Susannah?"

Way to kill the mood. Not like there was one in the first place, but it's nice to think that there was.

Okay, I'm not making any sense right now. Laaah deeee daaaaah.

"First off, I told you. It's Suze. Not Susannah. Second, didn't I tell you to go rattle your chains somewhere else?"

"Are you feeling ill, Susannah?" he asked, totally ignoring my question, but looking at me concernedly.

A bit more concernedly than you are supposed to be for just another girl you happen to know.

"No, I'm not," I replied, getting up and opening my bag. The first day back from the Christmas holidays and the teachers have to lay on the homework. Ugh.

At least it's warm here. Yes! No more thick winter jackets that make me look like an overstuffed chicken!

CHICKEN! Cluck cluck cluck cluck –

Okay. I'll stop now.

"It's just all this homework we have."

"How so, Susannah?" he asked as he stood up and came over to my desk.

He watched as I placed all my homework on my desk and shuffled through them, choosing trig as the first homework I was going to complete. He picked up my World History textbook and sat down, reading it. I rolled my eyes again.

Just my luck. I choose to crush on a guy who likes reading big, long, boring books, is dead and shows no interest in me.

Crack. Did I just say crush?

You are NOT crushing on him, Suze! And if you are, then SNAP OUT OF IT

I shook my head and put my headphones on. I learnt earlier that I worked better with music on. So I had just finished my trig and moved onto my English essay when the phone rang about a half hour later. Ignoring it, I continued with my homework. It was probably for Dopey or Sleepy.

"Yo, Suze! Your phone!" Dopey yelled up the stairs.

I was surprised. Who would call me?

"Whatever!" I recovered and yelled back, picking up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Suze? It's Cee Cee!"

'And Adam!' I heard in the background.

"And Adam."

"Hey, you guys," I said, putting down my pencil and leaning back on my chair. Jesse looked up from his page halfway through my textbook, interestedly. Dude, that guy can sure read fast.

"Suze, you want to come down to the Clutch with us?"

"The Clutch?"

"Yeah, the Coffee Clutch. Everyone goes there to hang and stuff. They've got great snacks and drinks."

I hesitated.

"Sure."

"Great!" I heard Cee Cee say. "Adam and I will pick you up in fifteen, alright?"

"Yeah. See you later," I said, hanging up.

I jumped up and went over to my closet, opening it and choosing a pair of black flare hip-hugging jeans and a tight – and when I say tight, I mean tight - hot pink polo from Abercrombie and Fitch that I had just bought earlier for 25 off.

For your information, I am not preppy. I shop at A&F just like everyone else.

I changed in the bathroom, reapplied my makeup and came out, heading back over to my closet and choosing a pair of black Jimmy Choo platforms.

I caught my reflection in my mirror, and I have to say, I did look hot. The tank top was short enough to show my belly button, but not so much that I looked like a slut. I mean, seriously. Do you think I'm a slut?

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Jesse's POV

I watched the whole process curiously.

When she placed the phone she was talking into down on her desk, she went to her overflowing closet and chose something pink and a pair of black pants.

Why does she need all those clothes? My sisters only had about four to five dresses each. She has more shirts, pants, and skirts than she knows what to do with.

Well, at least in my opinion. I'm sure that Susannah knows what to do with all of them.

It was while I was mulling over this that Susannah stepped out of the bathroom. Dios, she was fast.

I turned my gaze on her but just as I was about to ask what she was doing, I closed my mouth and blinked.

Nombre de Dios. That shirt is tight.

By the time I got over my surprise of seeing Susannah changed so suddenly, she had started to scrounge around in her chest of drawers.

"Where are you going, Susannah?" I asked, leaning against a bedpost.

"Out," she replied, grabbing a small bag, and a few necessary items I believe that young ladies these days needed to have.

I smiled amusedly at her answer. She still doesn't trust me, it seems.

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Suze's POV

I looked at my clock. Ten more minutes till they get here.

Wow. I'm fast.

I was about to walk over to my bed and grab a copy of Cosmo when in a shimmer of light, another ghost materialized in my room.

Why must they plague me every hour of the day?

WHY?

What did I ever do to deserve this?

I turned around, sighing tiredly, before stopping short and snapping my eyes open.

This was not just any ghost. Oh, no.

Derek.

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(A/N: Boring chappie. Oh well. XD

Slight cliffie! Internet high five!

Let's see what Jesse's reaction to Derek is. And vice versa. Lolz.

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