The Mediator : Curtains Up

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(A/N: iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm baaaaaaaaaack!

did everyone miss me? kikz.

99 reviews? Aww… you guys are too kind. (smiles) thank you everyone who reviewed!

Mrs. Nikki Slater: oooh… I wouldn't mind having Jesse handcuffed to a bed… (winks)

mandieC: WHOOHOO. Yes, jesse's dancing hiphop! But since I have no idea how to show them dancing, I shall have to not write about them dancing. Sad… but I'll just leave you all to imagine one very hott jesse getting doooown with suze… and him flushing a bit when suze shows him a dance move that's a tad bit too flirtatious to his liking… and that he has to learn to do. (grinnins)

BillThePonyLlama: dood. I will never tire of your reviews. (salutes) anyhoo. Jesse dancing hiphop.. and if ghosts sweat, a very sweaty, HOTT, and masculine jesse doing hiphop. And suze has him all to herself. God I'm jealous. Lolz. Anyhoo… just wondering if you've read my new fanfiction, The Mediator : Switching Roles. Lol… I'm just trying out the whole fairy tales thing. Hope you enjoy reading this chappie and my other fanfic.

Shawna-xo: thanks! (smiles)

Jeese's Querida: well.. he could show off to other lady ghosts/to Father Dominic (imagine his face!)/he could just… use body language to flirt with suze. Lolz…

edit/ AAAAAAAH! (SCREAMS) 100 REVIEWS! (jumps up and down then lands on her feet, still in hysterics, then calms down.) Thank you all who reviewed!

and to think this is my first fanfiction... not including my songfic i did... i never thought i'd get so many reviews... (sobs) thanks everyone! I'M IN THE THIRD DIGIT COLUMN!

Hyperactive Goddess: heyy! My 100th review! Lol. Anyhoo… harlem shake? Crip walking? I am sorry, but I have no clue what you're talking about. Hahaha… It's just me though. I love dancing, only I haven't taken dancing lessons in a long long time. So… yeah. I'll just leave it up to you readers to imagine him dancing…

go Mediator : Switching Roles. (rolls eyes) i haven't even finished the next chapter.

/endedit)

These few weeks, I haven't heard from Derek at all.

I have a feeling I scared him off.

Dammit.

I admit, even though I don't really like him ever since he made me late for my outing with my friends, he is kind of easy on the eyes.

And the first person in Carmel to show that he's actually interested in me., even if he is a member of the dead.

Tonight, I was planning on listening to music and doing homework. Jesse and I were enjoying each other's company when he stood up and headed over to my computer.

Over the last few weeks, I taught him how to use my computer. So now, he knew how to research things on Google and he knew how to change the songs. So I wasn't really worried about him breaking it or anything.

He clicked the right arrow on my keyboard and the next song came on.

"Lala" by Ashlee Simpson.

One of my favorites.

Like my sixth grade teacher used to say – Booyeah!

Jesse suddenly said, "Susannah." I looked up.

"I… have to leave for a little while."

I looked at him curiously before nodding.

He dematerialized, leaving me with my music, magazine, and myself.

Jesse's POV

"Friends?"

I looked at her outstretched hand.

And something inside me was crushed.

I took it.

"Friends."


I knew it.

I knew that she never liked me anything more than a friend.

But that's what I feel for her, too, isn't it? Isn't she like a sister to me?

Then why do I feel like something inside me just died?

It's been weeks since that incident. Every night we would talk until Susannah grew tired and pulled up the covers. Every time she talked, smiled, looked at me, something stirred inside.

What was it?

So tonight, when I saw her how peaceful she looked when she was reading one of the many magazines she owned, I couldn't bear looking at her like that anymore.

"Susannah." She looked up.

"I… have to leave for a while." She looked at me curiously, but she nodded.

I dematerialized onto the porch roof outside her window. Lying down, I looked up at the moon.

I don't know what happened. I might have dozed off a little, because the next thing I knew, I woke up when I heard a loud thump from inside Susannah's room.

So I materialized into her room to see what the matter was.

Suze's POV

Half an hour later, Jesse still hadn't come back yet.

I was getting bored and was considering going to sleep when I saw a shimmer of light from the corner of my eyes.

"Jesse, where have you – " I stopped short.

Because that wasn't Jesse standing there at all.

It was Derek.

He grinned. "Hey, Suze."

"Where have you been the last few weeks?" I blurted out before I could help it.

"Oh, around." I rolled my eyes.

"Look," I said, standing up. "I really think you – "

I tripped and fell into Derek.

Derek, surprised, fell – for some reason – forward and fell onto the bed with me under him.

I cursed. Stupid me.

Why did I leave my magazines lying everywhere?

"Susannah?" I froze.

Jesse.

(A/N: argh.

Hugs and kisses xoxo,

hypeRactiVe toKeNgiRL )