"BRYCE!!!!" I yelled, as I ran over to his body, that was lying on the ground. "JESSE!!!" I screamed, and he ran over to me, placing his hand on Bryce's chest.

"He's still alive…" Jesse said.

YES!

YES!!!

Oh thank god!

"…Barely."

My heart stopped.

Barely?

"Come on Jesse, let's take him to the Medical Center." We heaved Bryce onto our backs, and brought him into the Medical Center, carefully lying him down onto the bed. As Jesse was getting dressed into his scrubs, I started pacing the floor. Then, Heather materialized in front of me.

"HAHAHAHAHAH!!!" She evilly laughed. I growled at her.

"I FINALLY get my revenge!!! FINALLY!!!" She screamed in her evil preppy talk. "Heather!!! How could you DO this? I thought that you were finally over him!!!" She moved closer to me.

"I am never, and WILL NEVER be over Bryce. Bryce and I were MADE to be together." She moved over to where Bryce lay.

"And now that Bryce is dead, his ghost should appear any minute now, and we should be together LIKE WE WERE SUPPOSED TO!!" She screamed at me.

"Um… Bryce is not dead. He's still alive…. barely... but still alive." She looked lived. That was a bad thing to say.

"HE'S NOT DEAD???" She screamed, her ghostly face getting redder by the second. I nodded my head. I glanced over at Jesse, who was trying everything to get Bryce to awake.

"HE HAS TO BE DEAD!!!!!"

"He's not…" Jesse said, still staring at Bryce.

"Well." She said, and she stormed over to some drawers on the far end of the room and pulled them open.

Then, she smiled and pulled out a small bottle of clear liquid.

She marched over to Bryce, and pulled the cap off of the bottle.

"This..." She said, showing me and Jesse the bottle.

"Is poison." Jesse ran over to me, and hugged me in his arms.

Bryce.

No.

He was going to die.

Heather was going to get her final revenge on him. Then, the door slammed open, and Tad Beaumont was standing there.

What is up with Tad?

"Suze?" He asked, as he silently shut the door. Heather put her hands on her hips.

"Yeah Tad? Kinda busy." He took my free hand. I stared at Jesse, who was giving him the death stare.

Tad better go away or he's gonna get hurt.

"Suze, I just wanted to give you another chance on me. I want another chance with you Suze. You're a really special person."

DIDN'T THIS LOSER GET IT!!! HERE HE IS ASKING ME TO GO OUT WITH HIM, WHEN ANOTHER GUY IS PROTECTING ME!!! AND I HAVE A RING ON MY FINGER!????!?!?

"Tad. I'll talk to you later." He looked bewildered, and silently left.

"FINALLY!!" Heather screamed.

Oh no.

Bryce.

My first love.

Bryce was going to be dead in a matter of seconds.

Oh no.

I grabbed the back of Jesse's shirt as tightly as I could, and buried my face into his chest. No.

No.

No.

She pulled open Bryce's mouth and poured the liquid in. Bryce's chest stopped moving. No.

No.

No.

Why didn't I stop her?? I am such an idiot.

I fell down onto the floor just as a ghost was materializing.

I knew exactly who that ghost was.

The ghost was Bryce Martinson.

Yes.

Bryce was dead.