Thank Dog it's Friday!
My hellish week is OVER! Alleluia!
Anyways, since I got out of play practice soon and am in a good mood...
Time for an update!
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--Autumn--

And the reason I changed the name, is because I think that it will fit the story a little better now that I changed where I was going with this story.

"Just type his name in Google or something." I said, grumpily as I looked through the RLS yearbook.
How I got that yearbook, you will never know.

Jesse sighed as he typed his name. Travis's, I mean.
"Querida, look." I walked over and looked over Jesse's shoulder. "He died when he was 21-"
"In 1921? How can that be? Cee and Doc could see him!" I said, sitting on the corner of Jesse's chair.
"Maybe he's not dead." David said, walking into the room, putting a bunch of books on the coffe table. I hopped off of Jesse's lap and walked over to him.

"What do ya got?" I asked him, picking up the papers.
David lowered them and said, "Taylor Travis isn't Taylor." I smiled and said, "Ok, And I'm not Susannah."

"Suze, seriously." David sat down. I sat beside him, not taking my gaze off of him. "Ok, in the 1800's you know there was that group called the Los Santos."

"Sounds like a type of burrito." I said, quietly. David stared at me, expressionless, while Jesse took his eyes off the computer screen and stared at me like I was Tom Cruise getting out of my UFO.
I smiled and said, "You were saying?"

Doc shook his head and said, "Well-" He pointed to the paper. "Right here it says that the Los Santos could basically stop time. Or, stop their time from ending, I guess you could say. On their death bed, all they would have to do is shift to the..Shadowland...and go through one of the doors. They'd just pick the age they wanted to be at, and literally relive their lives."

"Just in another world." I said. He nodded and said, "Yeah. Taylor-"
"-I thought you said he wasn't Taylor." I said, looking up at Doc and ignoring the sound that Jesse just made. He nodded again and said, "Well, it is Taylor...just not the Taylor everyone thinks he is."

"My head hurts." I groaned.
"Well, it's about to hurt worse." David said with an apologetic smile. "Taylor Slaski Travis-"

"Wait, what?" I said. Jess looked over at us too. "Slaski?"
"Yeah, that was his name." David said. "Why?"

"Just keep going." Jesse said as he walked over to my chair and sat on the arm.
"Well, he was kind of like the head of the group. They split souls just for fun. Almost as sacrifices to Satan."
"Ew." I said.

"Yeah. Well, Taylor, during one of their sacrifices, got caught in the different realms. Meaning his own soul was split."
David sighed and said, "I think the girl you saw was Mary-Elise Smithson. His girlfriend." David must have noticed something in my face change, since he said, "Suze, what is it?"

"That's my great-grandma's name." I said, quietly.
Jesse looked at me and said, "Well, it's seems as if you and Slater are connected in more ways than you thought."

"It does seem like that." I said. "But Nana's not dead."
"She doesn't have to be." Doc said, quietly.
"You're not saying that she's in on this, are you?" I asked him. He didn't answer me to let me know that is what he thought.

"Why me?" I asked, dramatically, as I plopped down back down on the couch. "OH!" I groaned.
"Please, don't do this again, querida." Jesse pleaded with me.

Then my phone started ringing. I just laid on the couch and didn't move.
Jesse sighed and said, "You want me to get it, don't you?"
"Please? I'm scared that if I move, I'll suddenly burst into flames." I mumbled against the pillow.

"Hello?" I heard Jesse ask. I looked up and saw his face change. "Yeah...what's wrong? Cee...lower your voice I can't understand you. Ok, here. I'll just let you tell her." He handed me the phone with a shrug and said, "I can't understand a word she just said."

"Cee?" I asked. "What's wro-"

"SUZE!" She sobbed into the phone. It was so loud, I had to pull the phone back. "He's gone."
"Who's gone?" I asked. Jesse and David looked up at me.

"ADAM!" She screamed.
"HE"S DEAD?" I practically yelled.

"No! Worse. He broke up with me!" She sobbed.
"Oh, Cee." I said, in a much calmer voice. "Sweetie...I'm so sorry. Where are you?"

She sniffled and said, "The Coffee Clutch."
"Ok. Stay there. I'll be right there, ok?" I said, getting up.

"Ok. Suze, hurry!" She said.
I hung the phone up. Jesse looked over at me and said, "Is she ok?"
"No." I sighed. "Look, you guys just keep researching or whatever. I'll be back later." I said, leaning down and kissing Jesse's cheek.

"It's not your fault." I said to her the next day at school.
She looked away and said, "Yes, it is."
"No it's not." I said, pushing one of her light blonde strands back. She smiled and said, "You're so lucky you have Jesse."

I smiled too and said, "I know." She laid her head back down and I said, "You'll find someone new."
"Ok, class." Mr. Walden said as he walked into the classroom. "As you know, you're projects are due nect Thurday. So, today, you will be getting into your groups." He picked the list up. "Group A...Kelly, Adam and Brad. Group B...Suze, Paul and CeeCee."

Gosh, what are the chances? As Mr. Walden was reading off the other groups, Paul scooted his desk towards mine and smirked, but he stopped when he saw Cee's face.
"What's wrong?" He asked her. She just shook her head and looked down at the check list. Paul looked at me and I mouthed 'I'll tell you later'. He shrugged and said, "So, I guess we should get to work?"

"Like we have a choice..." I said as I opened my book. "Ok...Salem Witch Trails...Cee." She looked up at me and said, "Suze, I can't do this."

"Sure you can." Paul said, leaning back in his chair. Cee looked at him, and he smiled at her. A small blush creeped across her pale face.
Aw...they almost look cute together.

Gosh, what the heleck am I thinking?

Cee, Paul and me were walking down the Mission's steps that afternoon. I put my bag back on as we continued walking and said, "Ok, so... Paul's tomorrow, mine on Sunday and Cee's the-" I broke off. Paul turned to see what I was staring at. Cee was looking too. There Adam was, talking to another girl.

I still hadn't told Paul, but when he saw that, he turned around and gaped at me.
I nodded and he mouthed 'Wow'.

"Ok, maybe I should check and make sure when Brad's bringing his group over...I don't want-"
She smiled at me as she interrupted me and said, "No, Suze. Don't worry about it. I'm fine."

"Well, you still want to do that? I mean, for my sake." Paul said. "Like I want to be in a room with Kelly and Brad."

I smiled at him. He was for once in a long time, showing human emotions.
"Maybe...if you play your cards right." I said, smiling, as I walked down the stairs.

"Oh, there's my ride." Cee said, walking past us. "See you guys tomorrow." She bounced down the stairs after Paul smiled at her.

"What did you do?" I asked him. He smirked and said, "Now, Susie-Q. Honestly. Why would you excuse me of stealing Miss Webb's heart?"

I laughed and said, "You're full of it."
"Ah, touche." He said with a smirk. "I have nothing more to say to that."

I smiled and said, "Because you know it's true." Just as I said that, Jesse pulled up.
"Romeo awaits thee, Juliet." He said, walking past me. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"What was that all about?" Jesse asked me as he slipped his arms around me, bringing me closer to him. I leaned up and kissed him.
"Nothing, Cadaver Breath..." I kissed him again. "Nothing at all..."

I looked over at Cee who was asleep on Paul's couch. I yawned as he walked back in.
"We sure got a lot done." He said, taking a sip of his Coke. I smiled and said, "We always have."

He smiled too as he walked around the couch and sat beside me.
"I can't believe McTavish broke up with her. Did he say why?" Paul asked.

"No. That was what the worst part of it was." I said, looking up at a trophy that was on the wall.
#21 was in huge letters on the trophy.

I got up and walked closer to it and read, 'Taylor Slaski Travis RLS Football 1947'
"Suze, what's wrong?" Paul asked, walking up beside me. I shook my head and just stared at the trophy.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him, still not looking at him.

He sighed and said, "Suze, I'm just as confused as you are."
And for some wierd reason, I believed him.

Dr. Slaksi was Taylor Slaski Travis.
The same Taylor that died Febuary 21, 1921 at 2:21 pm.
The same Taylor that was #21 on the football team.

The same Taylor that came 'back to life' in the 1940's as a teenager.
Dr. Slaski was sick from all the shifting he did.

But now, I was staring to wonder.
Did Dr.Slaksi think that he was God...

...or was it the complete opposite of God?

Did Dr. Slaski think he was Satan?

I'm just building it up...
The big plot turner will come soon, I promise you!
And if you're confused, everything will be answered soon enough!
Love ya'll!
Happy Weekend!
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-SASTMJ