I didn't realise this would happen
Chapter 1
Claire POV
I had just come out of the university in Morganville – Texas Prairie University – when I decided to head to common grounds to visit Eve (best friend, roommate and current Goth.) As I entered I noticed something different about the place. It was…empty? (Of customers anyway) That was weird; it was just Oliver and Eve. Eve was, as usual, dressed in her Goth style; she was wearing black/dark purple combat boots, black fish-net tights, black skirt and a dark purple tee with a skull on it of course. Even the bright apron she wore over her skirt made no change to the atmosphere of her gothic self. Oliver was too wearing black, which for Oliver seemed slightly different. Normally he would wear his grey, flowing, curly hair tied back in a pony tail, but this time it was just loose….. He did though have his black coat and hat on, he must be going somewhere. Eve and Oliver looked up as I walked in, Eve – she looked like she had something on her mind and Oliver he was…smiling?
"Ah Claire how lovely to see you" he said. Wait lovely? What was with him today? He continued: "I do assume that you came to visit Eve?" It wasn't really a question but I nodded anyway; "I do though have some unfortunate news, we are closed, there appears to have been a pipe burst, the whole back room is flooded so we don't know when we will be able to re-open."
"Sorry to hear about that" I replied. " Hope it gets fixed soon, Eve, Michael asked me to remind you that it is you're turn to cook tonight, oh and he said make something edible this time." Michael is my landlord, roommate, current vampire and close friend. To my surprise Oliver looked as if he was holding back laughter? Where as Eve just glared at me
" I can cook" she said, then added "half of the time" then I could tell she wanted something from me, she used that "Please" and "begging" voice of hers. "Claire Bear" (she exaggerated the 'r') "will you please cook tonight, I like completely forgot and everyone knows you can cook better than me" I hesitated, I was a better cook than the rest of the people in the Glass House – but no way was I cooking again – I cooked last night, plus I had to go and help Myrin later so I probably wouldn't be back till dark. The problem was I didn't know how to resist Eve's puppy dog look. "Pleaseeee" she begged. She could tell by the look on my face that I might cave in but no way was I cooking. "Nope" I said popping the 'P' and again Oliver looked like he was holding back a laugh – probably seeing Eves face when I said no. "But Claireeeee" she whined. I hesitated – again- "why don't you just ask Shane?" "But I don't want chilli again" I laughed "your on your own here eve," She pulled a face, and I stifled back another laugh, then I caught Oliver's eye and he was smiling? What was going on with him today? "See you later Eve, Oliver" I said Oliver nodding my had just for the fact I didn't want to be rude and leave without saying goodbye to him either. "Bye Claire Bear" Eve said, still sulking that she'll have to cook. Oliver nodded his head in return to the nodding of my head. I turned to go when Oliver spoke "Oh Claire, Amelia wanted me to let you know, you are not needed at Myrins tonight" "Oh…how come?" "That, I am not permitted to tell you" I sighed, Myrin was my only excuse to not cooking. That doesn't mean I'm cooking again tonight though.
With that I started to walk to the Glass House, hoping not to bump into Monica Morrell (a.k.a Queen Bitch and Claire hater – also she's the mayors brother) (A/N this is wrote after all of the books so her father is dead and Richard is the mayor) Unfortually, I had no such luck. She walked up to me with that evil glint in her eye – and for some reason I knew I was going to get slapped. She slapped me and I hand a blur of red across my vision for a second, before I stood back straight and said "what?" that was when I realised she wasn't with the Monikettes (A/N I think that's how you spell it – well you know what I mean) The only thing she said to me was "Just make sure you don't do it again" and with one final glare she stormed past me. What did I do? I felt like shouting but I didn't want another slap. I sighed – and that's when I first noticed the street I was standing on was … deserted. That's strange I know we're in Morganville but it's never normally this quite. I quickened my pace towards the Glass House – I had that feeling, the one where you think, no, know someone is watching you. But then again who didn't have that feeling in Morganville? I slowed when I got to the front door of the Glass House , I didn't want anyone seeing me with a slap mark on my face, if Shane saw me he would fuss over me and do something really, really stupid. Shane is my boyfriend; also know as a hot slacker. I sighed and opened the door. I prayed no one was home, but of course luck wasn't on my side today. "Hey Claire" it was Michael he was checking through the mail and looked up at me. It was when he saw my face he froze. He rushed over to me "What happened?" I could see how hard it was for him to keep is voice down. "Nothing, just an accident, just…just don't tell Shane – please" He hesitated I knew he saw right through my lie but I guessed he probably figured out I'd probably tell him later "Fine," He hesitated "but you might want to cover that slap mark up, Shanes not home but if he saw you, he'd freak" I sighed, I went to go upstairs when Michael said: "Hey why aren't you at Myrins? I thought you had work tonight." "Oliver said I'm not needed tonight" I saw his face harden when I said Oliver's name, but he just shrugged it off. I walked up stairs to my room and looked in the mirror. "God I do look like crap," I sighed and went to get some cover-up, that's when I noticed I wasn't alone…..
So what did you think so far? I know it's a bit short, but the rest will be longer – promise. Review please, I Need 3 to write the next chapter – also guess what you think will happen next xxx
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