AN: Hey guys! Kurobara here! This is the first time I've published a fanfic (i've written then before), so still kinda new to this...but I'll find my way. I wanted Ib as my first story since I love it so much. I don't own Ib everything belongs to Kouri. I only own my OC's (i'll explain who they are at the end of the chapters).

Well, enjoy!

*SOUND EFFECTS*

'Thoughts'

"Speech"

~o~time change

Chapter One

Eve looked out the window watching the light rain that hit the window, her mind in a blur. "Eve!" a voice came, high and annoyed, breaking her from her thoughts. Eve blinked.

"Coming Ms. Iris!" she quickly grabbed her purse, and ran to the mirror to look at her reflection. She was almost the splitting image of her mother, with her dark crimson eyes and long brown hair that went past her shoulders with a neatly cut bang that reached her eyes. She smoothed out the simple red strapless dress and left the room.

She raced down the halls and the stairs until reaching her Nanny's side before she called her name again. The young 21 year old narrowed her hazel eyes, and quickly motioned towards the door.

"Honestly Eve, you're already 17, but it seems like you're still a child."

The teen flinched; she hated being called a child, it always brought a strange feeling of helplessness. Without realizing it, her hands went to her child-like face. It was the main reason people always guessed she was younger than she really was.

Her Nanny Iris sighed, a weak smile appearing on her face. "I'm sorry Ib, I know you hate that, I'm just having a bad day. You're a beautiful young lady. Quickly now, you're parents are waiting in the car." Eve saw that Iris wasn't dressed finely.

"You're not coming Ms. Iris?" she asked a bit disappointed.

"Ib, I told you, just call me Iris, Ms. Iris makes me feel… old. And sorry I can't. I have some work from class I need to finish and someone needs to watch Oliver. Sorry Ib, maybe next time?" 'That's right, she's in College.' Eve thought.

"Hey, no frowning, it ruins your beauty. Hurry now, you've got to go." Eve nodded and followed her out.

~~~o~~~

An hour later, Eve was sitting at a table alone, picking at her dessert while the rest of her family mingled with others. During that last hour, she'd been dragged around by her parents to meet all their business partners and friends. Her feet ached, and she had begun to regret wearing heels.

Eve sighed, leaned back, and closed her eyes to listen to the orchestra play. The music was smooth and enchanting; it was one of the few things she'd actually enjoyed all night.

"Eve honey!" a voice startled her. She slowly turned to face her mother Estelle, who was looking at Eve with bright scarlet eyes. Her mother was dressed elegantly in a black floor length dress, with her hair pinned up with a matching color feathered hair piece. For anyone who saw her, they would believe she was no older than 25.

"Yes Mother?" Eve replied.

"Are you done eating sweetie? There are still some other people your father and I want you to meet." Estelle smiled.

Eve shook her head, "Sorry Mom, but my feet are killing me." motioning to her heels

Her mother pouted. "But Eve honey, there's a lot of people I still want you to meet."

Eve raised an eyebrow. "People? What kind of people?"

"Just a few other friends of ours. They really want to meet you! Please Eve?" her mother pleaded, giving her puppy eyes.

Eve hesitated and finally gave in, "Fine. I brought some extra flats to change into anyways. How about I go change and come back?" her mother immediately began beaming again, nodded and turned to return to the party.

"Hurry Eve, and tell me when you get back." She called over her shoulder excitedly. Eve sighed and headed towards the door.

AN: Sorry it's so short. Promise i'll fix that. ^_^; but now onto the OC's!

Iris Jacobs (Age: 21): She's Ib's nanny. It sounds strange for a 17 year old to have a nanny but they've known each other a long time and Iris was hired as her official Nanny at the age of 15.

Oliver Roslyn (Age: 7): Ib's younger brother. He's very sweet, energetic and protective of his big sister.

R&R? Thanks! Have a smiley face :]