[A.N – HEY EVERYBODY! Aquatine here! First of all, I would like to apologise hugely to y'all who follow my story, Bishop Returns. I know I promised to update and it's been AGGGGEEES! But I hope you forgive me when you read this awesome story! This chapter isn't my usual length; as I only wanted to give you a small sample, see if y'all like it, whether I should carry on! PLEASE R&R :D]
Eve wondered about him all day long, he filled her thoughts completely. Tall, lean, muscular, his amazing smile drove her crazy. Burning with passion and desire for the things he loves. Absolutely amazing, brown sparkly eyes, Eve only had one word on her lips…Shane! Oh, how he was amazing! Every night, he dominated her dreams, her body and her soul. Eve thought long and hard daily, about what could she do, say, eat, wear, to get closer to him, and more importantly, get Claire away from him. It definitely was true, Claire Bear meant everything to her, but it just wasn't fair. Eve had known Shane for years before Claire, she knew what he was into, what he liked and what he hated. She even knew Alyssa, and Shane's own little sister noted that she and Shane would make the perfect couple. Sure, Eve wasn't Goth back then, so that probably tipped the tables in her favour, but Eve had been doing some careful thinking. It was time to quit being Goth – if that's what it would take to get Shane, then fine. She'd do it. But then a problem came knocking.
Eve's boyfriend, Michael. He was gorgeous, Eve admitted and she was more than lucky to have him. He was gorgeous, Eve admitted and she was more than lucky to have him but she only felt close to him as a best friend; nothing more. Michael walked in when Eve opened the door and immediately wrapped his strong arms around her, he smelled wonderful and then he broke the hug to look at Eve. He didn't hesitate and kissed her. In her mind she felt guilty about leading Michael on but she had to play along for a little while more. So she pretended in her mind that she was practicing kissing Shane.
Suddenly, Eve got warmed up in the kiss and Michael paused in amazement in his brain but responded with more passion. Michael was letting Eve grab onto his back and he had his arm around her neck. Eve was overwhelmed but she had conjured up an image of Shane and that was all she could see. Before she knew it Michael had taken her in his bedroom but not for as long as they wanted as Claire and Shane returned from their date at Picarrovo, the best Italian restaurant in Morganville. Claire looked absolutely gorgeous, in Shane's opinion and it was a good thing too as it had been a special night...
Eve rushed down (just to see Shane really) and Michael was surprised because normally Eve wouldn't leave his bedroom, they'd hide under the covers together...
Claire looked restless which made Eve curious, "Hey CB, Shane! How did your date go?" At that moment Claire's face fell and Eve secretly started hoping to hear, "Well me and Shane...have broken up!" Instead she got the shock of her life. "Shane...proposed! We're getting married! Isn't this great? And guess who gets to be my Goth bridesmaid?
Eve felt like she had been kicked in the stomach. Married? To Shane? This was her worst nightmare. Eve wanted to run up to her room and throw the duvet over herself whilst she drowned herself into tears but she bit back the tears. "OMG seriously? I can't believe this!" and she rushed over to hug Claire and then she hugged Shane.
At that moment, Eve couldn't hold it in, she started crying, and Shane pulled back and looked at her. "Are you crying?" he asked, shocked. "I just never thought anyone would marry you Collins!" she sniffed but in a jokey way which made Claire giggle and Shane slap her playfully. "Hey don't you know you're not supposed to hit a girl Collins?" she said and aimed to hit Shane who pulled her into another hug. "Wow," Eve whispered softly. "Wow Shane!" Eve controlled herself and broke the hug.
"OMG that's fantastic! I can't believe this, we have to go shopping, we need your dress, your cake and invitations! There's so much to do! I've got some bad news though...I'm not going to be able to be your Goths bridesmaid," Eve said avoiding their eyes. Shane and Claire exchanged a worried look. "Why?" Claire asked, clearly shocked. "I won't be able to be your Goths bridesmaid because...I'm not Goth anymore! Guess I'll have to just be a pretty bridesmaid!" Eve finished breaking into a big smile. The look on Shane's face was one that made Eve even more keen to change her style for the love of her life. Claire gasped and hugged Eve. Shane was stunned but then he started grinning like a fool. "Oh wow Eve, it's about time! I remember you when you weren't Goth," Shane smiles. "Not that I don't love that…spunkiness about you Rosser but I'm glad you're no longer a wannabe vampire!" This earned Shane another playful hit from both Eve and Claire and Shane and Claire ended up on the sofa collapsed on top each other. Eve was giggling when Shane pulled in Claire for a kiss. Claire started unzipping his pants. Eve glared silently and rolled her eyes. "Jeez, get a room would ya?"