So I am not the owner of these fine characters Kelley Armstrong is. I hope you like the story it is all Chloe's POV.
Mirror, Mirror On The Wall
I felt like an idiot, I was standing in front of a mirror in me and Tori's bedroom talking to myself. I keep telling myself that I am not going crazy that people do this kind of thing all of the time, but I sure felt stupid. I was practicing telling Derek that I liked him, and it wasn't going too well, so far everything I said sounded like it came off of some soap opera or from a shy girl in middle school. Neither of those things had quite the appeal I was going for; I wanted to sound confident, but not too confident. "Well what if I said it just plain like...Derek I like you..." well that was somewhat better.
"Chloe what the heck are you doing," Tori had quietly come up behind me while I was talking.
"Nothing..."
"It didn't seem like nothing, and you're blushing."
"What did you hear," I sighed with defeat, it was better to corporate before she went and spilled my secret to everyone.
"Well let me see I think I heard something about Derek...Chloe do you like Derek?" Her voice was sweet like honey, but I knew better there is always a nasty underlying tone.
"Yes," I looked at the ground while saying this hoping for some sort of pity, but what she said next surprised me.
"What can I do to help?"
"You mean you want to help me?" I could hear the shock being poured out in my words.
"Yeah, what else is there to do in this place at least I can do something so the first thing we need to do is to dress you up some, we'll worry about the rest later."
The next thing I knew I was being dragged out the room by Tori, and she seemed to be on a war path. She walked straight up to Andrew and said, "I need to borrow your car."
"You know very well I can't let you do that." It was then Tori played the evilest, smartest card that I will always admire her for, the period card. "You see Andrew, Chloe is having a little problem with her period this month and has seemed to have ruined a pair of her jeans." No sooner had she spoken those words Andrew already had gotten up and handed her the keys to his car, and we were off to the nearest Wal-Mart with a few conditions and a pocket full of cash. Once she walked in the doors to the store all Tori said was, "Well it's not Hollister, but it' the best I we can do."
After that the rest of the day was a blur of going from department to department, and trying of a lot of clothes. At one point she tried to take me to the bra and panty section, but that was where I drew the line. "Tori it's not like I'm going to have sex with him I just want to tell him I like him."
"Fine," after that she didn't bother me any more about that.
When we left the store I ended up buying a new blue tank-top, with a white cotton button down to put over top, skinny jeans, and a new pair of flip-flops, I also bought me a new pair pajamas since mine were getting old. Once we got back to the safe house we quickly went up stairs where she started talking to me about how to approach the subject. "Chloe something you have to remember about boys...they are dumb as bricks you can lay something out for them, and they still wont notice, you have to be blunt."
"Well I was thinking of going for more of a subtle approach."
"That's fine and dandy, but don't expect anything to happen if you do that, you might be forty before he notices that you like him."
"Okay I surrender I will be blunt, so what do you suggest Tyra Banks."
"Well first of all you have to get him alone, then you have to flirt a little, and when he's not expecting it...BAM! Come out and say it."
"Question how do I flirt," I have never been one to flirt, because I have never been noticed.
"You've never flirted before...that brings me to a whole new topic..."
Tori rattled on like that for hours she would show me one trick to another, from batting my eyelashes to the casual hand on the arm trick, which I will probably never use. By the time she finished talking it was almost two o'clock in the morning, so I would have to wait until tomorrow to tell Derek how I felt. That night I didn't sleep a wink I tossed and turned, thinking of all the different ways Derek could reject me. The first horrible nightmare involved us being in the woods behind the house talking and I told him that I liked him and he laughed in my face. While the second was a nightmare in every possible way we were in the living room this time, I don't know where everyone was, but we were alone. I was talking to him, and everything was going great he was even smiling, but then my pants fell down showing off my pink Hello Kitty underwear. I woke up after that, and just lay in bed trying not to kill myself with worry that the nightmares would come true.
The next morning after I finally had konked out sometime in the middle of the night I got up, and went downstairs to get some breakfast I thought I was the first one up, but Derek was up too. I grabbed a bowl from the cabinet and made me a bowl of cereal. I climbed up on the counter watching Derek who was sitting with his back to me at the table. I was trying to decipher how I would survive today my emotions were all over the place I felt like a balloon getting ready to burst; I was excited, worried, nervous, and somewhere down in my stomach I was nauseous. Once Derek was done eating he stood up, and caught me watching him. "What?" He said.
"Nothing I was just staring off into space."
"Oh," his expression was almost hurt like he wanted me to be staring at him. He didn't say anything after that he washed his plate, and left the kitchen. I didn't know how I was going to do this I think that it will probably come back to bite me in the butt. With that wonderful thought I exited the kitchen and decided to go take a shower. I walked up the stairs and headed for the bathroom door after stopping by my room to get some things, before I turned the knob I should have knocked, but I was just so out of it I didn't. When I open the door there was Derek only in a pair of boxers. "Chloe-What the…shut the door!" I wasn't functioning, I had seen Derek in his underwear before, but he was normally changing so I never really paid any mind to it. This time though he was standing straight up, and not puking, so I couldn't help, but to look. I realized what I was doing though, and as quick as Road Runner I was out of there.
I ran back to my room and sat down on my bed, my breathing was really heavy, but I couldn't stop myself from thinking about how nice he looked, when he wasn't crumpled over with pain. It of course had to be now when Tori had to awaken from her beauty sleep. "What's all the racket about? Chloe you look like you seen a ghost...wait did you see a ghost?"
"No actually I just caught Derek basically naked in the bathroom."
"Really and how was he?"
"Do I have to answer this question?"
"Yes I enjoy making you squirm."
"Fine, he looked good... really good I never noticed how good actually," I felt the blush gradually creep back into my cheeks until I probably looked like Strawberry Shortcake. He did look good especially since he has almost completed the change most of his blemishes were gone, and he had a very defined set of wash-board abs I felt my self unconsciously gulp.
After a few more wise cracks from Tori she finally left me alone to go get some breakfast, and she left me standing in front of the mirror again. "Oh mirror, mirror on the wall who's the stupidest girl of them all."
"Why you are of course," said a deep voice from behind me. I turned around fast to see a smiling Derek.
"Sorry I couldn't resist," I stuck my tongue out at him.
"I'm sorry for walking in on you earlier," I said this in a rush while staring at the floor, because if looked up into his eyes I would think about how he looked last time I saw him.
"It's okay, but I came to check on you, because you looked like you were on a different planet last time I saw you."
"I'm fine; I guess my brain is a little distracted that's all."
"Really well I thought you were going to finish undressing me with your eyes," he looked at me with an amused expression, and I blushed.
"I was not."
"That's not what it looked like to me," he took a casual step towards me to where we were barely a foot apart. "I didn't think it wasn't anything you hadn't seen before, but I guess I was wrong," my blush turned redder.
"If you think I was admiring your body well you are wrong."
"Why is it not sexy enough for you."
"I...uh," great answer genius.
"What was that I don't think I heard you?" He leaned in slightly closer, we were so close now.
"I really don't want to answer that question," that's when I finally looked up from the floor; he was so close to me now. I could feel his warm breath on my mouth, and his bright green eyes lit up from our conversation. I couldn't stand it any longer, I reached up, and pulled him down and kissed him. Once his lips touched mine I didn't have to worry about rejection, because I knew he liked me too. When we finally pulled apart I somehow ended up sitting on the dresser, with Derek's hands on my waist. It was my turn to make him blush this time, "By the way you have no idea how sexy I thought you looked." He didn't reply with words, but with his lips. I guess I wont need those new clothes after all.