Eve's POV
My alarm went off after what had felt like only a couple minutes. I groaned and tried to throw my pillow at it. As the pillow completely missed the alarm and hit my lamp, I groaned louder. Micheal chuckled, snaking his arms around my waist. I jumped.

"Dammit, Micheal! Don't do that!" I squeaked.

"Oh, but Eve I missed you," he said, kissing my neck. I could practically hear the amused smile in his voice.

I rolled my eyes, deciding whether or not to play hookie or actually go into work today. Then I thought about a furious Oliver, my vampire boss. Yeah. Better go in.

"Mikey," I murmured. "I have to go to work."

"Skip it," he said. He was making a very convincing argument. I pulled away, getting up. I started to get dressed before realizing Micheal was still in the room.

"Micheal! Get out!"

He whined. "Why?"

I rolled my eyes and threw the pillow at him. Micheal caught it, holding his hands up in surrender. "Don't take to long. I know how you girls are."

"Bite me, Glass."

I came down the stairs feeling great but extremely exhausted being clad in my huge, black, leather, combat boots and my favorite skirt. My make-up, as always, was perfect. I didn't even bother checking.

"Hey, C.B.," I said, smiling to Claire who sat on the couch, as usual, doing her genius work.

She blushed and looked up. "Hi, Eve. Coffee's in the kitchen."

I smiled. "Claire, you're a saint."

I walked into the kitchen greeted by the aroma of my favorite coffee. I grabbed the plain red mug and walked back out just in time to see Shane come down the stairs in his grey sweats and white v-neck t-shirt. He had the worst bedhead but that just helped accentuate his slacker attitude. Totally hot but not as perfect as my guy. There was the fact that he was also way off limits. He was Claire's.

Which reminded me to keep an eyes on him because if he hurt her, he was never going to be able to have kids. I smile to myself and watched as he went to the couch and sat beside Claire, murmuring in her ear. Claire blushed, rolling her eyes and swatting him away.

I rolled my eyes. "Goin' to work," I said, walking to the front door and, once I was out of sight, called, "and no babies!"

I heard Shane groan and walked out the door and to my baby. She still needed and name. Micheal would help me. I chuckled to myself and started the hearse up. I was half way to work when I heard the crunch of metal and then nothing...

(end chapter one)

Sorry for the cliffhanger but I'm trying to keep the story so I can continue from each point of view. I have a plan! Shocking right? Wrong. Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I hope to update everyday or every other day. Review please! This is my first Fanfiction ever! Stay beautiful!