HI! :D This is my first fanfic and I don't know how to use this or if your even reading it! So bare with me PLEASE! I don't know why people always ask for reviews, so it has to be worth something! SO REWIEWS PLEASE! Thanks to you.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Miss. AWSOME! Also known as Kelley Armstrong.

Summery: The gang is at the safe house, and new people (and powers) are coming. There will me friends and foes. Don't worry, there is a plot. Chloe is having a hard time choosing what boy she likes. Will it be hansom and charming Simon, or will it be the tall dark and mysterious Derek?

CHLOE'S POV:

I woke up feeling great. I looked around the bedroom, so I was sure I was still at the safe house. Now, with all the Edison group stuff, I was making sure I was still in the same place I slept, when I woke up.

I stood up and headed to the bathroom. Once I finished my shower and I was dressed, I looked at myself in the mirror. The nasty black die was out of my hair. THANK GOD! I have been trying to take it out since we first came, which was two months ago. I changed into some white jeans and a blue and white striped tank-top.

I made it to the kitchen to find, no other than Derek. It was pretty early so I didn't expect anyone. He was looking through the cupboards, so I took my chance of payback to scare him.

I crept up from behind him slowly raising my hands. I was about to jump on his back before I heard,

"Morning Chlo," he said. I jumped up at the sound was about to fall on my but strong, warm arms grabbed me from my waist.

"Morning!" he steadied me. I playfully smacked his arm. "You would of scared the crap out of me if I wasn't so hungry," I joked. He laughed. He LAUGHED! My heart raced at the sound, I don't know why though.

"Well, that should teach you not to try and scare me again," he said, while smiling.

"Well somebody's in a good mood today," I commented while taking the toast out of the fringe. He looked at me.

"Yeah, after my full change yesterday, a bunch of stress was of my shoulders," he said.

"I'm glad." I said. We continued to make breakfast. Then after we ate it a cocky voice came through the door.

"I smell eggs and turkey bacon!" the guy yelled in a singsong voice. He came in, in only his boxers, which had smiley faces on them. He had blonde hair with specks of brown, that was ruffled up from sleeping, and he was extremely tall and muscled. He leaned on the door edges and looked at me.

"Hey, sweet thang," he said in a gangster tone. I just stared at him, than decided to joke around, so I turned to Derek.

"Hey Der, I think he's talking to you." I said normally. Blondie laughed, but Derek kept a darn good poker face on. He sniffed, then growled and dashed to Blondie, holding him by the neck. Then Blondie growled and punched Derek in the gut. Then hell broke loose, please include the cupboard doors.