Disclaimer: I do not own the characters.

Chloe POV:

This was what I wanted. This guy. This life. This me. I was never getting my old life back, and I didn't care. I was happy. I was safe. I was right where I wanted to be.

3 months later

"Chloe! Come. On!" Tori says as she starts to pull me towards yet another store in the little town we are staying in. "Come on, come on, come on!" She says pulling my arm harder. We walk in to a drug store and I wonder what Tori could possibly want from here.

After dragging me all over the store she finally finds what she wants. Picking up box after box, she holds them up to me.

"Tori what are you doing?" I ask. She pauses for a moment to look at me; before rolling her eyes and turning back to what she was doing. Looking towards the shelf I gasp in delight. Hair dye! I guess she decided it was time to get rid of yet another bad dye job. I hope this one turns out better.

After another thirteen boxes she came across a dark auburn. Her eyes flick between me and the box a few times. Finally, her face lights up in a smile and she grabs another box. "Lets find the bathroom."

Her eyes seemed to sparkle as she turned the lock and smiled mischievously at me. "Wolf boy is going to love this. Now take off your shirt." She starts pulling at it. "Your too impatient, you know that right?" I ask her and she sighs.

"Shirt. Off." She demands.

I stick my tongue out at her and take off my shirt.

After she puts the dye in we sit down on the floor to wait. Neither of us say anything for a while, and I guess she doesn't like the quiet because all of three minutes later she's talking. "I think this color will actually work out. Your gonna look hot!" My cheeks heat

"Tori this isn't about looking hot." My voice comes out as a whine. "Its about me not getting recognized."

A a long suffering sigh and role of her eyes, "Chloe, Chloe, Chloe." She says as she shakes her head. "Yes this will help with your 'disguised' "; she air quoted the word. ",but there is no harm in looking hot too." Her voice implies the 'duh' she left off the end.

I decide act like she hadn't said anything. "How much longer do I have to keep this in?"

In stead of answering she pulls out her phone and starts texting.

And texting.

And texting.

"Um, Tori?" She doesn't even look up. "What are you doing?"

She starts laughing a as she says "Simon wants to know what we're doing and where we 'ran off' to. But I wont tell him, and he's freaking out."

Laughing I ask, "Why doesn't he just have Derek find us?"

She smiles slyly. "I asked Wolf boy to keep out of our time. He already gets to spend all day every day with you, so I told him we needed girl time."

I smile at her. She really has changed a lot since we meet. She hated me the first week we knew eachother but being the only to teen girls in our group we've grown close. Though she still doesn't know she's Simons sister, we've both become part of the family. I know it was unfair of me know and not tell Tori, Simon, and Derek; but Kit should be the one to tell them. Shouldn't he? He is their father. I just wish he would get on with it alre-

I was taken out of my thoughts by Tori saying "Ok its time to wash the dye out." I can't help but think 'finally'.

I lean back over the sink and run the water. When the dye is washed out Tori has me sit under a hand dryer and drys my hair.

She brushes it out and then tells me to look. I cover my eyes and ask; "Does it look OK? I don't think I can stand another horrible color." She gives me a look. "Just look Chloe."

Her face gives away nothing of her opinion, as if she doesn't care how it looks. Then again after dyeing my hair over and over again and each time having it come out worse then the last, which I didn't think possible, I would probably look like that too. I look and the mirror and...

I know its starting slow but please bare with me. It will get better. -Clover

Ps: I'm writing this for bookluver17. She gave me the idea and I hope I'm doing ok.