I'm really hoping this one works out. It's been a while since I've been writing. New school, and a ton more homework and stuff. Plus, I'm planning a huge surprise party for my friend, Busy, Busy! Anyway. This is from haunted but in Brad's point of view. It's more of a tie to get to the end. I think I'm going to do one more chapter, or so. But I'll need reviews to continue.

Brad's POV - Most Cleverest Idea!

Not only do I, Brad Ackerman, have the best freaking dreams in like the whole universe, I also am the most cleverest!

You see, David slipped up. Big TIME!

And I caught him.

He mentioned something about Suze having a guy in her room.

I've always had a really big…uh…feeling that she had been sneaking a guy in.

I really wasn't sure.

David just confirmed it.

Sneaking a guy in your room, Suze. Dad will be proud.

Which, besides the fact totally pisses me off—not that I'm jealous…okay, maybe…fine I am—it's gonna make great leverage.

What's that word mean again?

Whatever, I can use it against Suze.

My first thought was maybe I could get her to, you know, fulfill some of my fantasies.

Or, my amazingly wicked dreams!

Then reality came around and punched me…hard…like when I tick Suze off, and she uses her fists…

God, my mind revolves around her.

Like the Sun around the Earth.

And Suze calls me dumb…well her and a lot of other people.

But I'm not; see I know my universe crap…stuff…

Whatever, so my second thought—after the one, where I thought I could get Suze to, well…—was to have a kick ass party.

Definitely one of my best freaking plans ever.

See, Dad told me that he and mom were going to San Francisco for some lecture or whatever.

They will be gone for the weekend.

Empty house and all!

Great for Brad Ackerman, coolest guy in school, to throw the party of the millennium.

Or century, or something.

Whatever's longer…

I even got Jake to bring a keg.

Okay, so it cost me some really big, BIG bucks.

A hundred big bucks.

I think he only went for it, because that's what he is shy of for his Camaro.

Its so worth it though.

To have total babes hanging all over me…

But mostly, I can make Suze jealous.

Then she be crawling, begging me to want her again.

And I will, but I'll play a little hard to get.

Okay, I'll probably want her right then and there, but whatever.

So I handed out wicked flyers a buddy of mine did in computer lab.

Unfortunately, that's why I have a really sore stomach.

Suze got a hold of one, because some lame-o handed their flyer to a seventh who gave it to David who showed it to Suze.

And I thought he was smart.

Well, he is, I guess, but in the 'I'm a Nerd' way.

Not COOL!

Although, even with a painful stomach, Suze being pissed off at me, and a hundred bucks to Jake, it's all worth it right now.

After school, well I blew off last period.

Who needs English?

Where was I?

Right, after school I picked up some things, no details needed.

Hint, hint, wink, wink.

I had everything for the party planned.

I dumped some extra chemicals into the hot tub; I know how these wicked parties get.

I've been to A LOT!

Cause I'm a pretty cool guy.

What was that?

Yeah, silence, thought so!

Whatever.

So the music was blaring, the keg had arrived and I was chillin' in the hot tub.

With like thirty other people.

I know, it's supposed to hold eight.

But thirty is way more fun.

Right?

If you said no, you're a loser.

Like David loser, NERD!

The worst thing was how Debbie, who has been getting more and more annoying—maybe more than she's worth—was hanging off me.

Like I said earlier this week.

She's hot, really she is.

And she doesn't ask a lot of question, she just lets me do my thing.

But, she is so clingy.

Doesn't she know she is just my 'Fuck Buddy'?

She doesn't expect me to treat her like a queen or like Suze or something.

Pfft, it's Debbie.

The Mission's personal popularity leech.

Whatever, I guess it'll help with the whole 'Get Suze jealous thing'.

So, as I was saying.

Music blaring, babes in bikinis, beer being passed around, it was awesome!

Then all of a sudden, idiotic, Paul Slater comes crashing through the sliding door.

First, I thought—I do think, contrary to popular believe—way to fuck up the party dumb-ass, but then I realized all the glass.

"Slater! You are paying for a new door you freak!" I thundered at him.

I had already spent a ton of cash on the keg; no way was I paying for a new door.

I realized though, that the party had swung into utter chaos.

Girls, hot and not, were shrieking and Jake was screaming at Paul.

Who, by now, had been shoving his head under the hot tub water.

Both, Neil—some weird friend of Jake's—and Jake were trying to pull his up.

"No way," I heard Paul gurgle from beneath the water.

What the hell was he saying no way to?

"Now he's trying to drown himself! Ackerman you better do something, and quick." Neil cried as Paul's head was shoved under the water by some unseen force.

He looked like a freaking nut.

Looney bins, much?

"Jesse," I heard Suze's voice shriek throughout the murmuring and screaming. "Let him go. It's not worth it."

Jesse?

That's the name of that guy Suze has been sneaking it.

Where the hell is he?

I didn't see any guy?

What the hell was going on, and who the fuck does Paul think he is?

And come on, I'm way better than any guy in Carmel, Jesse's ain't got nothing on me!

CeeCee, who had been thinking the same thing I had, swung around, "Jesse?" she echoed confused, "He's here?"

Neil and Jake finally were able to pull psycho Paul out of the water.

God, what a loser.

"You have to stop it," I heard Suze's voice again and located her on the deck to the right of Jake and Neil. "That's enough. You've wrecked my house. You've made a mess of each other. And—" she looked around and saw the reaction on everyone's face, curious, and half-frightened gaze, "—I think you've pretty much destroyed what little good reputation I once had."

There was a pause and I watched as both Suze and Paul was in incredulous gazes at nothing.

I couldn't help but think how hot Suze looked right then.

Every guy in Carmel knows that Suze is extremely hot, especially when she's pissed.

A couple guys from the wrestling team were talking about it after one of our competitions.

I got a medal…okay so it was a ribbon…a participant ribbon.

Oh, shut up.

Not what were talking about.

We talking about how hot Suze is.

I mean right now she's wearing a sexy fitting black silk tee and hot low rising jeans.

SCREAMING BABE HERE!

I can't wait.

Can't I just have her now?

Out of the silence, "Eat me," Paul suggested.

Who to, I don't know.

Although, a lot of things at this party.

I don't know.

But I do know that it is getting weirder by the minute.

If after that Paul, without warning flew out of Jake and Neil's hands and back into the water of the hot tub.

But the even weird thing was, was that Neil went under with Paul.

"Neil!" Jake cried, trying to pull both idiots Paul and Neil out of the tub.

Suze ran forward and stuck her hands in the water, grabbing fistfuls of Paul's shirt.

Then without warning, Suze dropped.

She just fell over, her head in the water.

I heard CeeCee scream when her best friend went face first limp in the water.

Paul had stopped struggling to.

Then finally, Jake was able to pull Neil and Paul out of the water.

I guess he must have pulled Suze out too.

I mean, she didn't stay in there.

She just kind of moved till she was gently placed on the deck.

Gently being, she wasn't thrown or tossed there.

I jumped out of the tub, and on the deck trying to get past the glass.

More screaming blared through the night.

The loud music of my favourite band mixing with the screams and confusion.

I began flipping out, panicking.

What?

If Dad found out he'd want my head on a stick.

Then, tearing through the sounds of my destroyed party, sirens.

Some idiot called the cops.

God damn them!

"She's awake!" I heard CeeCee screamed.

My head flipped to the direction of where Suze's unconscious body had lay.

She was still lying there, just not unconscious.

An ambulance showed up.

EMTs rushed out to check the people.

They eventually checked Suze and Neil, and hauled Paul off on a stretcher.

Should have put a straight jacket on him too.

I saw Suze standing on the front lawn.

I ran towards her.

"Suze," I cried, I was desperate, "Come on. Some idiot called the cops. We've got to hide the keg before the get here."

She blinked at me.

I was so desperate, though.

She couldn't just leave me.

Not even how much I wanted her.

"No way," she said.

"Suze," I said, I felt myself starting to look panicky, "Come on! They'll confiscate it! Or worse, arrest everybody."

I watched as Suze looked around, her eyes locking on CeeCee standing by Adam McFagish's car.

"Hey, Cee," she called.

I didn't have time for that.

I had to hide the keg.

So much for me getting Suze.

Even jealousy didn't work on this one.

Aw man!

And I thought this was my wickedest plan.

Well it would have been, if it were for crazy, psycho Paul.

Hold IT!

Wicked spot to hide the keg!

What'd you think?

Not to shabby, right?

I'll write more, once I get some feedback. And let me know if there is any confusion about the chapters. I'll totally fix it if there is.

P.S. Sorry for the long wait!

Vicky-toria; xo