I'm sorry for the lack of Jess/Suze in this chapter. It's getting there. Quite a nice chapter up ahead. But then I get confused with the plot myself. So I'm sorry in advance.
To everyone who reads Lady of The Night, Sorry it wasn't updated today. It has been quite busy for Moondancing Millie and I but we had a massive brainstorm at lunchtime. So great plot lines coming up. And I know she's working on a new Meant To Be chapter so watch out for that.
This is being posted again. Because i got told of a typo. Which i didn't mean to do. Thank you. xD
Anyway, without further ado, Chapter 11 of The Girl.
Chapter 11
"I'm listening." Craig lifted one eyebrow.
"Yeah, well," Paul said spitefully. "You interrupted my date so, too bad, I'm not telling. Sucks to be you right about now."
Craig looked thoroughly pissed off but Paul just turned away and smirked at Suze. Who had a similar expression on her face to Craig's.
"This wasn't a date." She practically hissed. "It was a lesson and, sorry, but I don't date my teachers." She walked away before stopping like she'd forgotten something. "Oh yeah," she added thoughtfully. "Sucks to be you."
Suze threw his hurtful expression back at him, the one he'd sent to Craig. Then she stormed back towards the school. She had missed way to much of her lesson and she should really get back to class.
"So," Craig droned after the somewhat dramatic exit of the other mediator, "about this switching places thing…"
"Forget it," Paul sneered. "Suze wouldn't allow it. Not to mention the other one."
Craig's eyes widened.
"There's another one?! How many of you mediators are there?"
Paul glared at him before answering with a curt, "five, in Carmel that I know of at least."
"Go now," the mediator demanded. "And maybe I'll help you after."
"Why should I take your word for it?"
Paul just looked amused. "It's not like many other people are going to help you, is it?"
The ghost glowered and disappeared in an angry flash, leaving Paul alone in a graveyard. He heard the sound of chatter in the distance and knew that the lesson had just finished. He should really get back to lessons. And hopefully, he'd see Suze again.
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He didn't. Either she'd gone home, or she was doing a very good job of avoiding him. He was betting on the latter. It was the end of school and Paul hadn't seen Suze since the whole fiasco after lunch.
He was determined to make her see what a shifter could do. She was going to try it, until ghost boy came along and ruined everything.
The only good part of the day - excluding the time that him and Suze were actually getting along - was the thing with Jesse. It felt good to cause the happy couple to have some misery.
After all, Jesse had gotten Georgie. He was not going to have Suze as well.
Paul looked around for Suze, unwavering from his decision to catch her before she left school. The Ackerman's car was still there so, unless she had walked home (which Paul severely doubted), there was still hope. He snickered a little when he saw Jesse desperately looking around the building also, obviously looking for Suze.
"Trouble in Paradise, Hector?" Paul sniggered.
Jesse caught the look Paul threw him and glared equally as hatefully back.
"None of your business, Slater." He rasped out through gritted teeth.
Paul just laughed.
"Well," he said, "if there is, she's not upset. If anything, she's happy. She and I got quite … close after lunch."
Paul let the implication lie there for Jesse to take as he wanted. It was a lie, of course, but sure enough, Jesse immediately angered as the worst thought haunted him. Getting close could mean just talking, then again, it could mean something else entirely.
"I told you," Jesse threatened. "To leave her alone."
"Not my fault if she didn't want to be." Paul retorted. "Left alone, that is." He clarified as an after thought.
The other boy clenched his fists. I won't hit him. I won't.
He wasn't worth it.
But Susannah is, a voice chimed in the back of his head.
Jesse closed his eyes and dug his nails into his palm. After a significant amount of time, he opened his eyes again to see Paul's smirking features. And Susannah's figure behind him.
He wasted no time in running over to her. He needed to explain about Georgie. And the shifting. Which he was not proud of and would not recommend to anyone.
"Susannah," he called. "Wait, please."
"Jesse," she whispered almost inaudibly. "Don't. Just Don't."
Paul's smirk grew as he watched Suze shake her head and walk away. But Jesse had run after her and stopped her again. He watched with a frown as Suze stopped to listen before nodding hesitantly and accepting a kiss on the cheek.
"It's not over yet, De Silva." The boy vowed silently. "You're not going to win. Not this time. I will break you two up if it kills me."