Window to Another World

Chapter 3-Brandon from Brooklyn

Whoa, who cloned Jess?

That was my first thought who I'd almost run into. It was a good thing I didn't actually hit her, she looked mad enough already without my help.

So, instead of apologizing, I just stood there and blinked a lot. That's when I realized how weirdly she was dressed. It was pretty obvious she didn't go to the mission, I would've noticed a girl in a hoopskirt.. Because that's what she was wearing, a hoopskirt.

"Suzannah" Father Dom cut in. "Why is Miss Diago in here?"

"Diago?" Hoopskirt gasped. "I've been looking for you."

For a second, no one moved, then Father Dom spoke. "Jessica, why don't you wait outside, I have a prior engagement."

Jess got up, shot us all a couple of weird looks, and stepped outside, the office door closing behind her.

In a flash, Hoopskirt was halfway through the door, literally. She looked like she was trying to get Jess's attention, only Jess couldn't see her.

That's when the door flew open again and someone crashed into Hoopskirt. Well, I guess we were just having a mediator party then. Because he had to be a mediator, or he would've gone straight through a ghost.

I didn't know any other mediators besides Paul and Father Dom. I guess I knew Paul's grandpa too, and Jack, but I'm getting off topic. Whoever this new mediator was, I could safely say that he had nice arms. (that's all I could see of him.)

Then Hoopskirt dematerialized and I was face-to-face with Brandon Jones. BRANDON FREAKING JONES! You know Brandon, as in ex-boyfriend from New York Brandon Jones. Blue-eyed black-haired so cute you want to faint Brandon Jones. The mediator who said he didn't believe in ghosts Brandon Jones. The one who I used to be in love with. That Brandon Jones.

"You're a mediator!" I practically screamed at him.

That got a reaction. "Suze, is that you?"

"Yes it's me! You said you didn't believe in ghosts!"

He winced. "About that…"

"Yeah" I said sarcastically. "About that." I had dated Brandon for over a year, a year, and had been willing to tell him my secret, and he LIED to me! So, yeah, I was mad, and shocked, it's not every day you run into your ex. At least, not for me. Brandon was my only serious ex, and they all lived in a different part of the country, until now.

"Suzannah. I see you already know one of the mission's newest student, and, of course, one of our two newest mediators." Farther Dom's voice brought me back to reality, he looked so happy I was afraid he would burst. He gave me a 'don't scare the new students' look and motioned for me to sit down.

"Thanks for saving me a chair, Suze." Brandon said. He was smiling, not only that, but he was smiling the smile. The smile that got me every time.

"It's my seat" I said "I'm a regular"

"I bet you are." He said as he grabbed a folding chair from across the room and sat down next to me.

So, there I was Brandon on one side of me, Paul on the other. Most girls would've killed to be in this position, but not me. Nothing good would come from Paul and Brandon going to the same school.

Paul seems to think that the only cute guy I should talk to is him. He's actually pretty protective of me, but you couldn't tell unless you know him as well as I do. Believe me, I see the looks guys get when they hit on me with Paul around. Sometimes he acts like he's my boyfriend, which is kinda cute, in a weird way.

And then there's Brandon, who I also would rather didn't go to my school at all, and definitely not have mediating powers that would probably require me to work on outside-of-school stuff with him. And Paul. Together. Great (sarcasm) (kill me).

"So, Paul," I said. "What did Hoopskirt want with Jess?"

Paul looked like he was trying not to laugh and said "I have no idea. Why don't you ask
Jess?" Then the famous Slater Smirk. Paul doesn't smirk like other people smirk. Paul's smirk is more of a half-smirk half-smile. It's like a regular smirk, only sexier.

'Did I just think that?'

'Yeah, I did.'

'Great, now I'm having a conversation with myself, which is totally normal, not.'

"Suzannah," Father Dom said, interrupting my mental conversation, "We don't know what she wanted or who she is, but I think it has something to do with her family. Do you know anything about Jessica's ancestors?"

"Um, no."

"Ah, that's to bad," Father Dom replied. "Perhaps we can figure something out."

"So this is why you called everyone down here," I realized. "This is another one of your 'mediator bonding secessions'. "Or shifter." Paul put in.

I rolled my eyes. "We all need to work together." Father Dom said. "We're all the support we'll ever get. We are blessed to have found so many of our kind, and all in one place! It is truly amazing."

"I guess" I sighed. Jess knocked on the glass and waved at Father Dom.

"We should not keep Miss Diago waiting." He said, I guess the good Father had forgotten that Jess was here because she was in trouble. "Paul, Brandon, I need a bit more of your time to discuss the up-coming program I mentioned. Suze, you should head back to class."

Normally, I try to miss as much of English class as I can, and I definitely would've asked Father Dom about the oh-so-secret program, but the urge to tell Jess about Brandon was to much. Because, seriously, I was officially freaking out that my ex just up and moved to Camel, which is waaayyyy far away from New York.

I decided to leave out the mediator thing, it was too crazy and I didn't really want to discuss Brandon at length right now, I just wanted her to know it was him.

"Suze, who was that guy in there?" Jess asked when we were a safe distance away from the office. "He's hot."

"That's Brandon, the Brandon, from Brooklyn."

To say that Jess was surprised would have been the understatement of the century. She totally freaked out, just like I wanted to when I first found out it was him. "What is he doing here?" She practically screamed.

"Apparently he goes to school here now." Her eyes widened, she knew this was a big deal, and not just from the look on my face, I'd already told her (and Cee Cee) how he broke my heart.

"I hope Brad doesn't invite him to the party." I said, and Jess sensed that I didn't want to talk about Brandon any more. Best friends are great like that.

"The party is going to be awesome!" Jess gushed. "I think it will be the best night ever, first the dance, then the party right after. But it's going to be even better because HE ASKED ME TO THE DANCE!"

"He finally came to his senses! I told you he liked you! Will you tell me who it is now?"

She smiled, "You'll have to wait and see." I rolled my eyes. "You'll never guess what Cee Cee text me while you were in the office."

"What? Did Adam share a can of soda with her again?"

"Actually, yes, but that's not what I was going to tell you. Apparently, Debbie was all over Clay after you left lunch."

I rolled my eyes. "Debbie's all over everyone, she'll probably get back with Brad at the party, they never split-up for long."

"Yeah," Jess said. "I guess. I gotta go." She smiled and stepped into her math class.

Okay, that was alittle weird, Jess, avoiding Debbie and Brad bashing? I thought she was one my side. She probbly just had other things on her mind, aka him.

I started on my way to my own classroom, not that I actually wanted to go to class, but I thought that two trips to the office on the first day would be some kind of record.

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Kelly