Okay, this was bugging me last night, so I am going to write it. I'm going to try and update every day so I can get this finished quicker. Notice I said try. I have the whole story basically planed so, I know how it's going to end. But there will be more chapters though. Okay, here is part Two!

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"Susannah, what is it?" She was looking over my shoulder. Her green eyes suddenly got very wide. "Querida?"

"Jesse. Look." I turned around to see Heather standing in the corner, looking for someone. When she saw us looking at her, she quickly dematerialized.

"What the heck was that all about?" I shook my head.

She sighed, "Oh well. Not going to let them ruin my night." She smiled as she laid her head back down on my shoulder. I put my arms back around her. She was quit for a while, before she said, "What happened to Marcus?"

"I thought you said you weren't going to let them ruin your night?" I said. I couldn't see her eyes, but I knew she was rolling them. I couldn't help but laugh.

"They caught him. Right after they got you." She immediatly jumped apart from me.

"Maybe that's who she's looking for!" I stood there staring at her. "Maybe something was supposed to happen tonight and that's why she left when she saw him!" I smiled.

"Maybe they were planning an attack or something, but she can't do it without Marcus! Or maybe-"

"-Or maybe, " I interrupted her, "maybe you need to stop worrying about them so much, querida. Marcus is in jail where he belongs, and Heather can't do anything without him." She looked unconvinced. I sighed. "Querida, you worry too much." She looked over where Heather just was, and then back to me and smiled. "Yeah, maybe you're right, cowboy."

I smiled back at her. "Always am, Susie." She laughed and put her head back on my shoulder.

Nothing was going to ruin this night.

Except maybe the fact that I wasn't entirely convinced that Heather wasn't up to something. I mean for all I know, she could be getting Marcus out of jail right now. She made the head of Father Serra attack me, and I had no doubts in my mind that she couldn't spring a killer out of jail.

But Jesse didn't want me to worry. It worried him when I worried, so I had to pretend I wasn't. Worried, I mean.

Which was hard. I mean, I had already almost gotten blown up by the crazed out fruitloop, I didn't want that to happen again. Which, given how my week was going, it would.

So,after the song ended, Jesse and I went and got some punch."How's your night been, Susie-Q?" Paul was pouring Kat a glass. "Good, suprisingly. Yours?" He smiled. No smirking! Kat's really changed him. "Good." He looked over at Jesse, as if noticing him for the first time. "De Silva." He said with a nod, wrinkling his nose. I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I must get back to my date." He started walking, but then stopped and turned back around to face me. "Hey, we're all going to the beach later. Want to come?"

"Sure, why not?" He smiled and walked back over to Kat. "Are you sure you're having a good time, querida?"

"Yes." I leaned up and kissed him. "I always do when I'm with you." He smiled, but didn't look entirely convinced. "Looks like they're having a good time." Jesse followed my gaze and saw Mercy and Tad making-out in the back corner. "Bring back memories?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "That's not funny,querida." I laughed. "Yeah it is. Come on." I said, walking to the courtyard.

"It's really not funny." I heard his voice behind me. I smiled and said, "Generally when people say goodnight they keep their tounges to themselves."

"You did not just say that." He said as I laughed. "Yes, I did." He spun me around and kissed me."Ah, being a little forward there, aren't we, Mr de Siva?" He smiled. "What does that even mean?" I smiled and he kissed me again.

We had obviously been out there kissing for a long time. "Hey, lovebirds!" I broke apart to see Cee motioning for us with one hand, holding her shoes in the other. "You coming?" Jesse took my hand and we followed.

"Hey, sweetie. Have fun last night?" I nodded, with a yawn, and took my seat at the dinner table. "This came in the mail yesturday for you." Mom handed me a letter.

Hey girly!

Guess who's coming down for spring break? Yep, me! Don't worry, though. I won't spend the whole time with your step-brothers like you said I did last time. Even though you spent the whole week with a murderer, but whatever. And you have got to introduce me to this Jesse guy. Do you think he's, you know, the One? Well, I'll see you on Sunday!

xoxo-Gina

I smiled. I couldn't wait for Gina to come down. Jesse on the other hand, well...he might not exactly like it. Like last time. But this time, I didn't have to worry about any flying bottles of green nail-polish. Unless, of course he threw one.

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"Gina!" She smiled when she saw me. She looked to have grown even taller. Her hair was in it's usual boncy curls (unlike my frizzy ones) . "Hey, Simon!"

"So, when do I get to meet this Jesse dude?" She said later that day, as we tried to find a good spot to lay down our beach towels.

"He's meeting us here." I said as Adam and Cee Cee joined us. "So, do you think he's it?" I got her meaning and smiled. She pratically screamed. "Aw, Suze!"

"What are we screaming about?" I looked over and saw Mercy and Tad walking over to us. "Nothing. Um, Gina. This is Jesse's little sister Mercy and her boyfriend Tad. Guys this is my bestfriend from New York, Gina."

Mercy smiled. "Nice to meet you." Gina leaned down and whispered in my ear. "He's Spanish?" I nodded. Then she said, "I hate you so much." After Mercy and Tad had gone off somewhere(I didn't praticularly care where) and Cee and Adam had gone to get drinks, it was only me and Gina left, and Gina was growing impatient. "I want to meet him!"

"He'll be here. He's has to finish his Medical exams first."

"He's in medschool?" I nodded. "Where did you meet this guy?"

"Oh, um-" Thank goodness Jesse walked up at that time. "Hey querida." He kissed me. "Sorry it took so long." I looked over at Gina and found myself struggling to keep a straight face. Her eyes were glued and her jaw was dropped down to the sand. Maybe it was because Jesse was in nothing but swim trunks...after I realized that, I too, stared. Oh, those abs...

"Querida? Susannah!" He snapped his fingers in front of my face, and brought me out of the trance I was in. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"

"What friend?" I asked, forgetting Gina was there. "Oh! Um, Gina this is my boyfriend Jesse."

He smiled. "How do you do?" She was still in a trance. "Better since you got here." I laughed. He raised his eyebrow with the scar in it, and leaned back on the beach towel. "Great, now there's two of them." He muttered.

"Two of who?" I said, then I realized what he meant and hit his arm. "Hey!" I turned my attention back on Gina. "So, have you met any cute guys?" I heard Jesse make a snorting sound behind me. I turned around and glared at him, but he just looked at me innocently.

"Well, there was this one guy at the airport." She said, finally coming out of her trance. "He actually lived here. He said he knew you." Jesse graoned beside me, ignoring him, I asked, "What was his name?"

"Um...I think it was...Bryce...something."

"Martinson?" I said, my voice shaking.

"Yeah, that was it! Bryce Martinson!"

Jesse choked on the Coke he was drinking, and looked at me, then to Gina he said, "Where was he going?"

Gina, who turned pink when she finally registered that Jesse was talking to her, said, "I don't know. All I know is that something really freaked him out."

I turned back to look at Jesse, who looked as confused as I felt.

Not something...more like someone.

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