Chapter 1
DPOV
There was a light tap on my door. Then the most beautiful thing I had ever seen stepped into my room.
Chloe.
She had a smile on her face like she was happy to see me. That was a first. As she walked toward me I marveled at her beauty. She sat down on my bed beside me and grinned. What was going on?
"Good morning Derek." she quietly whispered.
I had no idea what expression was on my face. Probably shock, so I tried my best to shift it into its normal scowl.
"What are you doing in my room?" God. That sounded harsh. I never meant to act like that toward Chloe, but I guess it was better than showing her my true feelings.
I watched as a disappointed look spread over her face, and she stood up to walk away. God. I have to say something.
"I love you." Crap. Anything but that. "Umm, No…I didn't mean-" I stopped when I saw her face and what she was doing.
She was leaning in to kiss me. No. I couldn't let her kiss me. Could I? Her face kept getting closer and closer to mine. 1 inch left. 5 centimeters. 2 centimeters. ½….
*
The beeping of the alarm clock woke me. I groaned as I rolled over and realized that Simon had set my alarm clock for 5AM. Well time for a shower apparently. I looked at the bed beside me. Empty. Where was Simon? I slipped on some baggy clothes and made my way downstairs. I had to have bumped into the wall four times before I actually made it down the stairs. How could I be that tired? Oh yeah, because my loving brother set my alarm clock for 5 o'clock in the freaking morning.
Finally I made it downstairs and was watching Simon pouring himself a bowl of cereal.
"Hey man, fix me a bowl?" I said sleepily.
"Sure." Simon answered in his always cheerful voice. "So what do you think of the place?"
I wasn't really in the mood for a conversation so I just grunted.
"Yea, it's not really the nicest place in the world, but it defiantly beats sleeping in a warehouse with a dead hobo that Chloe summoned. That really sucks."
At the mention of Chloe I was fully alert and thinking about my dream. Why did it have to be a dream? Why couldn't it be real?
Simon passed me a bowl of cereal catching on to my mood. He still had no idea I was in love with Chloe.
"Is there anything you want to talk about, bro?"
I rolled my eyes in response.
"Of course not." he answered himself. "I'm going to take a shower. Later!" and with that he left me alone with my thoughts. I dumped his uneaten cereal into my bowl, and let my mind wander to anything except Chloe. What I need to do today. That sounded like a safe topic. Ah. That's right. NOTHING.
Then I heard a door open upstairs. Whoever it was started walking down the stairs. There was no telling who it was. I had no idea how many super naturals lived here. I decided I didn't really want to hang around whoever so I raced back to me and Simon's room. But not before running smack into Chloe.