Disclaimer:

This is my first story for the Morganville Vampires. I absolutely adore Rachel Caines writing. None of these characters belong to me, they are Rachel Caines and I am only using them for my story. (January 6th is almost here!!!!). I could about live in this section.

Chapter 1:

Claire squeezed her hair, the few reaming water droplets splashed against the porcelain sink. She tightened the towel around her, and with her feet slapping gently across the floor she walked quickly to her room. It was early in the morning. The time she remembered back a while ago when Michael Glass, her used-to-be roommate would disappear, poof, no more, bye-bye. He would turn into something mist like. Shane, and Eve were her other roommates.

Eve was her friend, probably her first in Morganville; maybe in life. Shane was definitely her first boyfriend. She loved his lazy-ass-all-I-can-cook-is-chili-protective attitude. It had all changed now. She still visited her friends at the Glass House, but it was not the same. Her parents were very protective and controlling, they thought the residents there were not a good influence. Claire went straight to school, and had till five to be home. That left her two hours a day to see them. Other then the weekends, she had all day, but her parents always had something to keep her busy with, so that didn't work to well. Claire sighed, she wished she was back at the Glass House, her parents would never let her though.

Tomorrow was her 17th birthday, and then there was only 365 days till she was free from them, but secretly she new she would never be no mater what she told her self. Claire removed the towel and quickly dressed in her favorite pair of jeans and a normal everyday t-shirt. It was Saturday and later she'd go visit Shane, it was to early right now. Shane would still be in bed. So Claire went downstairs, were she could here the sizzle, and drip of her parents coffee pot, the crinkle of the newspapers pages being turned. Claire found her way to the table and sat down with a humph.

"Good morning sunshine!' said her mothers cheery voice.

"You too." Claire grumbled. Her mother set a cup of coffee and a plate with a doughnut on it in front of Claire, and the same for her husband. She then went back to the counter and grabbed her own.

"How was school yesterday Claire?" her father asked.

"Great." she was being blunt with her answers, so that her parents new that she was angry and not happy at them for making her move in.

"Now Claire, there is no need for that." Claire glowered at her mother, why couldn't she just understand she thought to herself! They were nothing alike, she was like a step ford mother, and I the alien of the family. Her father eyed her and his calm controlled expression changed, his eye's sparked in anger his muscles tightened and a frown appeared on his face.

"Dammit Claire!!! Go to your room!" he screamed at Claire, his coffee filled breath blowing at her face.

"What did I do!" Claire screamed back, she knew what she had did but still asked. This was not like her.

"You know what you did miss!! Your grounded." he bellowed. Claire felt her jaw drop, she had never been grounded before in her life. " Two weeks, no visiting your friends. I will pick you up and drop you off at school." His index finger and hand came up and pointed at the stairs. Telling Claire to go to her room now. She slowly pushed the chair back and took deliberately slow steps up the stairs. Once at her door she opened it slowly and then slammed it as hard as she could ( she had learned this from Shane, it could help express you anger). "Make that three weeks!" she vaguely heard her father say.

It made her more angry. She felt the hot salty tears begin to drip from her eyes, and roll down her cheeks. Her fists clenched and her muscles tightened. Her back slid down the wall as she slumped and held her knees, her muscles and hands relaxed. She hated them. Her stupid parents. Shane was expecting her, he'd get worried if she didn't show. Claire grabbed her red backpack out of the closet, and began digging through her draws shoveling cloths inside. She doubted Shane would let her stay, but she could find somewhere. Claire went over to her window and unclasped the clasps. She put her arm out and held on to the window, and gently moved her whole body outside. Her knuckles turned white from clenching on to the shingles so hard. She moved her feet slowly until she was at the side of her house were no windows, or plants were located other then an oak tree. She new the gutter would break if she held on to it. Claire, sat down and thought. How to get down. The tree would work but it would be dangerous and she had to be right on, or she might break her leg. Claire stood up through her backpack to the ground, and gulped down what-might-be-her-last-breath and jumped…..

-Sarah

(and of course Amber, and Ashley)

Well this is my first Morganville vampire story. I know my writing is nothing like Rachel Caine's all try to develop it there but it might take some time. My plot hasn't developed yet so don't think it just going to be about a jump. I think right now its going to be about Claire the Rebel. I hope you liked it. R&R please.