HI!

ok, so i updated... and probably will again one more time within the next few days... till whenever the 10th is...because then i go to china and PROBABLY most LIKELY won't update THAT much but i will TRY and update... Whenever i get sick of chinese i'll go to writing in english this story... or the other one that i'm still trying to 'perfect'... yea... so here is chapter... 8 :)

we all OBVIOUSLY know that most of the characters aren't mine...

My alarm clock is going off and it won't stop. 'Uuuuuuugh, don't wanna get up.' I went to bed at like whenever, at 3-something something this stupid ghost comes and just screams, nothing unusual, but she screamed for like 4 min. straight. No matter what I did no matter what I said, she wouldn't stop screaming. And at 3 whatever in the morning four min. is a really long time. THEN, she just leaves. Just like that, poof, gone, bye bye. Sheesh, and then I couldn't fall asleep again, then around 5 she comes back. Just screaming along, and I couldn't scream in frustration because then everybody would think I'm crazy. so I end up just sitting there, plugging my ears, till the stupid ghost decides to finally leave without another word.

So now it's 6:30 and my alarm clock is going off and so what, sue me, I don't want to get up. It stops ringing, good. But I know it's going to start ringing again in four min. But I'm just going to, yawn, take a small four min. nap.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" Oh not AGAIN!

"Go away!" I yell not caring whether or not my mom hears me. She just keeps screaming.

"OOOOO, that's IT!" I say groggily getting up and standing in front of her. "What do you want? What is it? Why are you screaming?" I say this all quietly though, not yelling. What does she do though? Just continues screaming.

Whatever, I go to my dresser and get some jeans and some top along with underwear and storm off into the bathroom. I have my own bathroom, that's one of the few pluses I have here. I can still hear her screaming from in here, but it's not as bad.

I'm putting on this ridiculous shirt it's like a tie up in the front. When I came here I found a lot of clothes all ready for me, this must be one of the ones mom picked. Whatever. I quickly tie it up and wonder if it's school approved. I look in the mirror, it doesn't look that bad, might be a little low in the front, but whatever, it makes me look good. I wonder if Paul will like it. What the heck? What am I thinking? I shouldn't care if he likes it or not. Then I remember what happened last night, Paul climbing up the tree to see me at midnight. What WAS that about? I catch a look at my face in the mirror and see that I don't look all that great, so I rinse it over with cold water quickly. I can still here that stupid ghost screaming her friggin head off, but I know that there is nothing I can do without creeping out mom.

After quickly drying off my face and pulling myself together to not look so tired, I think I failed that part, I brush my hair and go back into my room and see, actually hear her better, that she's still here. What the heck am I suppose to do now?

"Hello?" I say quietly, not wanting to scare the ghost. Ironical I know, but I've managed to scare a little girl, ghost of course, before. "Hey," I say softly again and I touch her shoulder in a comforting way, or at least I think it's comforting, but she just screams even more hysterically and jumps away from me with her hands over her ears.

"Fine fine," I say backing up with my hands up, not like she was looking or anything, no, she had her eyes squished closed. I stand there for a while longer, wondering if she will ever stop screaming, then I get the drift that if she was screaming 10 min. ago and didn't stop now, then she wouldn't stop now.

"Whatever" I mumble and pack my backpack for school and go out the door. I grab a quick breakfast, because Jake was rushing me to hurry up again. Then mom saw me and how tired I looked and asked the whole 'are you alright? Do you want to stay home?' I was really considering staying home, but then remembered what was in my room and said, "No no I'm fine, just went to bed late. I'll be fine mom." She didn't seem convinced, but Jake was really rushing me so I just said 'Bye' and left.

Once at school I find CeeCee and Adam, actually they found me, and looked at me in a concerned way. "What?" I ask, then remember how awful I look. "Yea, I didn't get enough sleep last night." I say, but that didn't change the way they looked at me.

"What?" I ask again getting frustrated. "Come on guys, if I look that bad then tell me, you guys look like you've just witnessed a puppy dying." They quickly snap out of it and start telling me about how they want me to go with them to 'The Club' Friday night. We usually go to the club either Friday or Saturday, sometimes both days, just to hang out. We haven't done it recently, I don't know why, but I couldn't go. I told them about how Paul wanted me to be his girlfriend and all and that he already asked me out Friday night.

They look at each other again. "Well," says CeeCee, "If something comes up, just let us know because we'll be there tomorrow anyways."

"Yea," pipes up Adam, "Well we should be going, the last bell is going to ring soon.

And we split up saying quick goodbyes to each other. I mean, we'd see each other at lunch anyways.

Today History was before lunch, so we talked a bit until the bell rang. He commented on how tired I was and was really concerned. He seemed to be hiding something, but I guess I was imagining it since I was so tired.

I asked him again why he came to my window last night, he replied the same, he just wanted to see me. I didn't really buy that, but it sounded ok so I let it go. Gosh, I'm so tired. I just want to go to bed. I rest my head on his shoulder, he rubs my shoulder.

Mrs. Penn walks in and tells everyone to sit down in their seats, giving us a raised eyebrow look, because 'Social Studies has now begun.' I wonder, if I fall asleep will she notice? Probably, and then I get detention again. Naaa, I won't risk it. I kept looking at Paul, he was kind'av fidgety, but whenever he caught my gaze, he smiled and wasn't fidgety. I can't help but think that he's not telling me something. Oh well, I'm too tired to think about this and I still have the rest of the day full of school. Joy.

During lunch, CeeCee and Adam were acting strange too. Like THEY, my FRIENDS, were keeping a secret too. Matter of fact, I had the feeling that almost everybody was looking at me. Man I hate being tired, it makes me crazy.

"Hey guys," I ask, "Is there something going on that I should know about? I mean I feel like I'm missing something." I say looking at them. They look at each other for a while, then CeeCee looks back at me and smiles and says, "No, nothings going on. Pft, why would there?" she says. Ok, I guess I was just tired.

And being tired made me think of last night again: Paul coming to my window at like midnight, finishing my homework, going to bed at around 1, falling asleep some 20 odd minuets later, screaming ghost at 3, falling asleep again 20 minuets later, at 5 the same thing, then waking up to a screaming ghost for the last time at 6:30-ish. Damn, this is crazy, what did the ghost want? Would she come again tonight, because that would just suck.

"Come on Suze, class starts soon," says CeeCee snapping her fingers in front of my face. She gives me another look and adds, "You sure you don't wanna go to the nurse's office? You don't look that great." It think about it, but decide not to because then the nurses would tell my mom, like always, and then she will be wondering why I was in the nurse's office and I told her that I was fine this morning and then I'd have to think up some excuse that she won't believe anyways. So no.

"Naw, I'm fine, the days almost over anyways, 2 more classes. Can't be that bad," I say.

"Ok, if you say so hot shot," she says making me laugh.

"Aw come on, I can't look that bad," I say.

"No, you don't, you just don't look yourself. You just look really tired, well not really REALLY, but just tired." She says trying to cover it up while we walk to our separate classes. "BYE!" she adds quickly. I didn't even see Adam, so I guess he was already in his class, oh well.

Last class of the day was Social Studies. Which meant Kelly was going to be there. Oh well, Paul will be there, and that makes me cheer up a little bit. I walk into the Social Studies room and the first thing that catches my eye is Kelly's blonde hair, and I notice her smiling. So then I see that she's smiling at Paul who's smiling back. Mr. Deck saying, "Class is starting," made them both look at me, but I just looked at Paul. He smiles and waves. I smile back and go to my seat next to him, my seat.

"Hey," he says to me. I just smile back. I mean, he's aloud to talk to other girls, but Kelly? Come on. I mean I talk to Adam. Hmmmm he probably doesn't know that. Oh well. I just, I don't know, I don't like it that he talks to her. Kelly. I look at him then I cock my head in Kelly's direction and mouth 'what was that about?' He just shakes his head and mouths back 'nothing'. Ok. Guess it's nothing.

I look back at Kelly, she quickly looks away. What? The? Hell? Kelly never did that. And, as if on cue of my thoughts, she looks back up at me and mock smiles at me while twilling her fingers at me. I just flick the finger at her quickly and look away. I hear Paul laughing and chuckle quietly.

After class Paul walks me to detention and I ask him, "So, Paul, what exactly did Kelly say?"

He sighs hugely, "Nothing, she just wanted to know when we could go site seeing."

"Oh," I say a bit angry because I know Kelly and the whole 'site seeing' thing. "And what did you say?" I say making it clear that I wouldn't like that.

"I told her that I just don't have time," he says and ruffles my hair. "I wouldn't go out with her, you know that right? I mean, you're my girl," he coos and gives me a quick kiss. "Now go, you'll be late and just get more detention." He adds and I go.

Hmmmm, maybe I can get some sleep, everybody does that anyways. I go to my usual seat and rest my head on my hands looking at the picture of all the students. I close my eyes for a minuet, and then a minuet longer and next thing I know I'm asleep. So I quickly wake up. Wow, I actually fell asleep, and there are only 10 minuets of class, detention left. Cool, I think to myself.

"Ok, everybody get up, I have to go so you get out early," said the detention lady. I don't even know her name, but nobody argued so we all just left I mean, who wanted to stay longer? That's right, no one.

They all walk in their own direction, all 3 of them, while I walk to the parking, as I have for the past few days. Funny how those days have been, since Monday. I'm pretty much always been happy since then. Well, not including how I hated him at first, but since then.

I stop. I see. I see. What am I seeing? I see Kelly, her back; she was kissing someone who was backed up against the locker. There were hands running up and down her body, as were hers. 'No' I think hopefully to myself.

Then, Kelly is suddenly underneath and the guy is on top. Kelly catches my eye. My eyes start watering up. Paul. Why? She keeps looking at me. And then guess what she did. She smiled, or what I could see looked like a smile, and waved that same wave that she had done earlier in class.

She knew. She knew what she was doing, she knew that he was with me. I heard her start moaning and then things just went wild: their hands were moving faster, under shirts, in their hair, on each others faces. I couldn't watch this anymore. Their breathing was getting faster as I started walking away with that last image of his hand going up her skirt.

'She knew,' was all that was running through my head. 'That bitch knew that Paul and I were going out.' I was walking home, what took 10 min. in the car would now take me about 30 minuets. 'Why would she do that though? She already had a flipping boyfriend, he was some captain on some team. What the hell?' I should have seen this coming. I mean, I'm not nearly as pretty as Kelly nor as popular are anything else she is.' The tears start, 'He friggin used me. He didn't even want to go out with me, he just wanted to get what all guys want, sex or make out or 'their mark' and then move on. Why the hell was I so stupid! I should have seen this! God fucking dammit!'

After about 10 min. have passed of me walking I hear a car slow down behind me. I pretty much knew who it was so I didn't even bother turning around. I just try and wipe away the snot and the tears.

"Suze, what are you doing? I was waiting for forever for you? Why'd you leave?" he asks as if nothing had happened. As if he didn't kiss Kelly like that. As if he didn't before ask me to be his girlfriend. As if he didn't hurt me so much I felt like vomiting.

"Suze, honey, what's wrong?" he asks as if he were truly concerned. 'Fuck you,' I though silently. I just keep on walking, looking down and letting my fall across my face so that he can't see it.

"Suze?" he asks yet again. Does he still not get the fucking message? Even on the first day, he just can't take 'no' for an answer. Such an asshole, he fuckin cheated on me. I hear him park the car again, like he did that first day he followed me home. Now he just pissed me off. Did he think he could still talk to me after what he just fucking did? No. I keep walking even though I heard him say my name once again while he slammed his car door shut.

"Honey, what's wrong?" he asks a few steps behind me. 'Honey?... That does it.'

"Look here," I say turning around to show him my face. "I'm not your 'Honey' never have been and never will be, got that asshole?" I say and continue walking.

"Suze," he obviously thought that calling me 'Honey' wasn't going to get him on my good side. "What happened? Did someone hurt you?" he says and grabs my shoulder and swivels me around to face him. "I'll-" he stops when I break free of his hold on my shoulder. I just keep on walking. 'I'm going to kill him, I'm going to friggin kill him if he doesn't leave me alone... Good, he deserves it.'

"Suze," he says angrily yet stepping in front of me and placing both hands on my arm so that his fingers wrapped around me, making sure that I don't get anywhere. I glare at him. "If you don't tell me what the hell you are doing and why then I'm…. I'm…" He fumbled for a second, but just enough for me to spit in his face, "Or what? Your going to break up with me?" I try to wiggle away, but he doesn't let go.

"Suze, WHAT IS WRONG!?" he practically yells at me. I just look at him as if he were…. well, Paul, I really hated him now. I couldn't believe he did that. "WHAT?!" he yells again when I don't answer him.

"You're an asshole, did you know that?" I say angrily.

"What? No, what are you talking about?" he says confused but his face didn't look confused.

"Just let me go, you just don't fucking get it," I say a little, ok a lot, angrier than before. But he just doesn't. This is going to get physical here.

"Suze, tell me. What happened?" He asks yet again only this time he shakes me a little. I punch him in the face and while he's surprised I just hit him again, but then he grabs my wrists so I couldn't hit him anymore.

"What the hell Suze? What is going on?" He yells at me.

After a few too many seconds of his hard breathing and me glaring at him, I say, "Why don't you ask Kelly?" through my teeth. He stopped breathing and his face completely changed. It went from anger to scared shitless. The only thing that didn't change was his grip on wrists.

"How," he starts but thinks it over, "How did you know?" he finally says letting go of me. I slap him across the face and walk away saying, "Next time you screw Kelly do it in a fucking hotel room and not in front of the detention room." That sentence got louder and louder as it grew. I basically yelled 'Detention room' and started crying all over again thinking of everything again. I didn't even try to be quiet and I cried all the way home.

At dinner I don't really do anything. I sit there, I eat something so that mom doesn't get worried, I answer whatever questions they ask with as few syllables as possible. Mom noticed of course, maybe because during dinner the phone rang three times during dinner and whenever she came back from answering it, it was always from me and from that ass.

After the first time he called Mom cam back saying, "Paul called darling, he says he wants to talk to you and that you should call back after dinner," she said. He probably said that I should go talk to him now, but mom wants me to spend time with the 'family'. Whatever, I'm not going to call him anyways. She started to get that drift too when he called two more times, obviously asking for me to talk to him right away. After the third she got the hint that something was wrong and stopped taking messages. She just said that "He wants you to call" and I just responded "Ok".

After dinner while I was in my room the phone rung again. Mom answered it the first time and yelled up the stairs at me to answer it. I wouldn't respond to her nor pick up the phone. So she probably made up some lame excuse as to why I didn't answer the phone, after that she came up to my room. "Honey, what's wrong? Why won't you talk to him?"

"Mom, I just don't want to talk about it," I say and keep on reading my book, I had long finished my homework.

"Maybe you should talk to him about it," she tried to sympathize.

"No Mom, that is the last thing I am going to do," I say quickly and sternly.

"Well-" she starts

"No Mom, nothing ok?" I say.

"Honey, now you listen to me, it's rough, now you are going to call him and sort it through-" phone rings, "Now you pick up that phone and talk it through with him," she says sternly and picks up the phone and put it next to my ear. I glare at her. "Mom, he friggin cheated on me, I'm not going to talk to him," I say fiercely.

"Suze, hold on, please just listen to me," the phone says to me, but I wasn't holding the phone and I wasn't the one that put it back on its cradle.

"Oh Honey, I'm so sorry, I didn't know," she says all sorry and then goes on saying that I should still see what he says because most of the time it's all a miss-understanding. I didn't tell her what exactly happened, because I just didn't want to, it felt wrong. Like morally. She gets it that I caught him cheating so yea. She should get it, right?

So the next time the phone rang she convinced me to answer the phone, I only agreed because she said she would leave if I talked to him. "What?" I say angrily into the phone. I had stopped crying, Suze Simon doesn't cry over guys because she shouldn't have any in the first place. It's not part of her nature.

"Suze, don't hang up PLEASE don't hang up," he says really quickly.

"I'm not hanging up you ass," I say as if it weren't clear enough. "Paul, what the hell do you want? Did Kelly not give you a good enough answer?"

"Suze, please," he starts, "Just listen, I didn't mean-"

"What did you not mean?" I yell. "Did you not mean what you said to me about wanting to get to know me? Or did you not mean the kiss? Or should I say kissES? Or maybe you didn't mean anything you ever said to me. Please, tell me what the hell you didn't mean because it sure as hell wasn't Kelly."

"Suze, I'm sorry, I didn't-. Look, it didn't mean anything, she came onto me and wouldn't take no for an answer. And yesterday when she kissed me at the Coffee Clutch I mean I couldn't-"

"Wait, what?" yesterday? What happened…. Wait, if it was at the Coffee Clutch, then that means the whole school must have been there and seen it and stuff. So that explains. Explains why the entire school was acting the way it did. Why everyone seemed to have be hiding something. I mean, Paul told almost everyone that we were going out, and that was over night. And then he just goes and does that at the Coffee Clutch?

"I mean, she wanted to sleep with me and stuff but I said no," he starts.

"You were going to friggin sleep with her?" I say completely shocked now. he didn't say anything so I asked, "When exactly did you say 'no'?"

The only sound that I heard was him opening and closing his mouth, probably trying to come up with some excuse. So I just hung up. 'I don't want to hear his shit anymore. I mean he obviously went far enough to basically have done it. He just gave me that answer. Shithead.'

The phone rang a few more times, but I had the lights off and was under the covers trying to sleep. 'That jerk' being the last thoughts.

Ok, just realized this is waaaaay too long... hope you guys don't get bored reading it... which means if you did you, technically, wouldn't be reading this... heehee, hmmm, so i could write anything and you wouldn't read it because you wouldn't read the entire thing, but if you happened to read this far, could you please review? If enough people review I'll put up 2 more chapters, which are 2 days if you didn't get the drift of my chapters yet... well, the later ones... before i leave... yea... and that means that Jesse boy will be coming in soon... hmmm :p

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