A/N: Well this is Derek's point of view of Mirror Mirror on the Wall Right now I am only going to post the first chapter, and if you want me to continue I would like some review please maybe 15 would be nice. The beginning is probably sort of slow, but please read all the way through I don't have much experience writing from a guy's point of view so please be nice. I don't own any of the characters, but I like to experiment.

Mirror Mirror on the Wall Derek's POV

I was standing in my bedroom banging my head on the wall, and talking to myself with every hit.

"She will-" BANG, "never-" BANG, "love you-" BANG, "back." Extremely hard BANG! I was at the last hit when my brother Simon walked into the room.

"Dude what the heck are you doing?" I looked up from my mental breakdown, which didn't solve anything, except give me a head ache.

"I had a head ache," I grunted.

"I think that will just kinda make it worse; why don't you go find some Tylenol? It will be healthier...kills less brain cells," I felt bad for lying about the real reason I was banging my head, which was a small, beautiful blonde, which I adored. I couldn't tell Simon the real reason though, because he liked her too, and she actually liked him back...I would never be good enough for her. But it was getting hard to stay away from the petite strawberry blond, since I discovered that I think she is my mate, which explains the mental breakdown.

"Yeah, I think I'll do that," and I walked off into the kitchen.

When I was near the kitchen I over heard a conversation between Tori, Andrew, and Chloe. Tori was trying to convince Andrew to let her borrow his car, which he replied no. The conversation was pretty muffled I didn't exactly want to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help I was born with super-hearing, now could I? Once I started listening I couldn't help but wish I hadn't, because it seemed the sudden trip was for, gulp, a period issue, I shuddered, and thanked God that I was a guy. Well the girls got what they wanted after that it seemed Andrew clammed up, like most guys, at the idea of girl problems. When I heard the kitchen door slam, and assumed it was safe I entered the kitchen where Andrew was sitting at the kitchen table shaking his head like he is trying to clear the past conversation out of his head. I was pulling out the Tylenol bottle when Andrew finally spoke.

"Can you hand me two of those, too?" I passed the bottle to Andrew, and I heard him mutter "Girls." when I just chuckled he spoke again.

"What are you laughing at, if you knew what I just went through you'd need Tylenol too."

"That's exactly why I'm laughing I overheard the past conversation."

"Well I wouldn't let Chloe know that fact. I don't think Tori was supposed to share that much information with me. She turned beet read when Tori spoke," Andrew chuckled probably remembering the look on Chloe's face. I could just imagine it, when she blushes it seems that she turns red from the top of her head too the ends of her toes; just the thought made me laugh. Then I stopped short, because I remembered how irresistible she looked when she does that, her eyes stand out more, and she looks so cute you just want to hug her. Dang I have become such a sucker.

"I'll keep that in mind," I swallowed the pills and headed back to my room.

It was sometime later when I heard the front door slam, the girls must have got home. I heard them running up to their room slam that door, I could hear them talking, but couldn't make out the gist of the conversation. They talked for hours even skipping dinner, which surprised everyone, but when Andrew went up to get them they said they were busy, and would eat a snack later. When it was finally about 8:00 they stopped talking and went to bed which is the exact same thing I did. During the night I dreamed of Chloe...of course. She was walking through a field of flowers, when all of a sudden the sky turned dark, and she disappeared, leaving me with nothing, but screams calling my name "DEREK-" over and over. I sat up in my bed, I knew after that there would be no going back to sleep, so I headed down stairs for a bowl of cereal. I was sitting at the table when I heard the creak of the stairs someone else was up. I sniffed the air to determine that Chloe was indeed up too. She walked in the kitchen grabbed a bowl poured some cereal, and I heard her pull herself onto the counter behind me. I finished my food, and stood to clean the bowl when I looked up Chloe was staring at me with a odd look.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing I was just staring off into space," she blushed and looked down, there's that beautiful blush again, I can't say that I wasn't hoping she was looking at me.

"Oh," I could feel the hurt break my composed face, but I washed my bowl, and decided to take a shower.

I had just started stripping down, and was standing in my boxers waiting for the water to heat up when the bathroom opened to reveal a very surprised Chloe.

"Chloe-What the..shut the door!" It seemed she wasn't functioning, just standing there with a shocked expression not moving then realization hit, and she ran faster than I had ever seen her run. She didn't even shut the door, but I couldn't help but to smile, because I did see her eyes roam my body. That surprised me though, it isn't like she hasn't seen me in boxers before, but I guess when I'm changing I'm not exactly at my best. I finished my shower, and put on some clean clothes, and I went to check on Chloe. I had quietly opened the door in time to see her standing in front of the mirror, talking to herself.

"Oh mirror, mirror on the wall whose the stupidest girl of them all," I couldn't resist answering the question.

"Why you are of course," I chuckled, when she spun around on her heels, "sorry I couldn't resist," I laughed, and she stuck her tongue out at me. Then she blushed and looked at the floor.

"I'm sorry for walking in on you earlier," she said in a rush trying to hide her embarrassment.

"It's okay, but I came to check on you, because you looked like you were on a different planet last time I saw you," which is true she did.

"I'm fine, I guess my brain is a little distracted that's all," no duh.

"Really well I thought you were going to finish undressing me with your eyes," I chuckled, amused, she looked up blushed...again.

"I was not," I loved messing with her...heck I loved her, but I wonder did she really like me.

"That's not what it looked like to me," I took a causal step towards her, " I didn't think it wasn't anything you hadn't seen before, but I guess I was wrong," I shrugged, and she turned redder.

"If you think I was admiring your body well you are wrong," she retorted, but her gaze wasn't steady, she was lying.

"Why is it not sexy enough for you," she looked shocked.

"I...uh," gotcha.

"What was that I don't think I heard you?" I leaned in slightly closer.

"I really don't want to answer that question," she whispered, and looked up we stared at each other for a moment. She then surprised me by reaching up and pulling me down to her level and kissing me. My body took control I was so happy, she tasted like vanilla, I couldn't believe it she liked me too.

When we finally pulled apart I had picked her and placed her on top of the dresser, my hands were on her waist. Chloe panted for a minute, and when she regained her voice she spoke in a deeper than normal voice.

"By the way you have no idea how sexy I thought you looked," this time I was the one who blushed, but I didn't reply with words I just kissed her.

A/N: Remember if you like...review and I'll post another chapter. I am possibly working on a sequel that will be in Chloe's POV.