Eve's POV
"Claire." I hissed. "Claire." She has fallen asleep, her head laying against a textbook. Personally, I think she does too much studying but she disagrees. Of course she does. She's set on going to MIT or Caltech, like that's ever going to happen. I'd love to see the day that Amelie would let her leave Morganville. Claire knows too much to leave. Saying that though, Amelie isn't Amelie-ish anymore. Since the draug were defeated she's all up for 'rights for vampires' and 'death for humans.' But we're pretty good at watching our backs. Claire, Shane, Michael and Me.
I shook Claire's shoulder again, and she lifted her head sleepily. She wriggled from under Shanes arm, trying not to wake him, but living in morganville for years means you are more alert than the usual person. Hence the vampires. I cursed under my breath, and glared at him.
"Where y' goin'?" Shane asked groggily.
"Um... I just... need to visit the bathroom." Claire lied. Shane raised his eyebrows. Did I mention that Claire is, like, the worst liar, ever?
"Ok no... but..." She looked at me for help.
I thought on the spot. Luckily Michael wasn't around, with his vampire creepo lie detector thing. "Claire's going to try on some of my old clothes, you know, it's your birtthday tomorrow."
"Seriously Claire? Eve's clothes. Surely you're not going to take her advise on fashion." Shane mocked. I picked up the nearest thing, which happened to be a cushion, and aimed it at his head. He caught it lazily and chucked it on the floor, amoungst all the rest of the junk. I walked out and stormed up the stairs. Claire just shrugged, pecked Shane on the cheek, and followed me out.
Back in my room I locked the door and pulled open my black curtains. I clapped my hands, "Business time ClaireBear."
Sorry for the really boring chapter, going to make the next one much more interesting, but hope you liked it all the same.
ClaireShaneEveMichael xxx :)