Hey guys xxx this is my first fan fiction – I am so nervous! Lol xxx;-P Please can you tell me what I need to work on, and yes, this is a Claire and Myrnin love story. Well, if you don't like it, I guess you can always stop reading can't you? Anyways, without further ado…
Claire's POV:
I was trudging through the murky grounds of Common Grounds, hoping to see a certain someone. Stop it Claire, I whispered furiously to myself, you know who you're heart belongs to; you've said it yourself a lot of times. You. Love. Shane.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?"
I gasped, hoping (praying, even) that it wasn't Myrnin, because if it was, I was going to stake him in his sleep. And never mind the harsh, cruel punishment that I would had to have done, after all, Amelie would probably just use it as an excuse to get me out of this world. We both now – Amelie and myself – that that would be the safest option.
"Are you going to answer my question or not? And I have to warn you, if you don't, then I will just have to make you."
I heard the sharp, unfolding of the fangs, most likely fangs anyway. That means that I have just upset a vampire, way to go Claire. Well done.
I turned, unable to hide my fear. The vampire smiled, showing a lot of fang. I made a mental note to myself to not to annoy this vampire. Then again, I thought to myself, silently this time, I already have.
I gulped with that new realisation having over me; it felt like an unspoken threat. The vampire smiled. My fear instantly died away at the spot, leaving myself feeling quite angry as I now knew who I was in the presence of.
None other than Oliver.
"Now, now Claire," He said, trying to sooth me, though that only made my hatred for him grow even more, "Goodness, I much preferred it when you were scared." He then chuckled, obviously laughing at his own pathetic joke, well, I wouldn't know. I was too busy freaking out!
"What the heck was all that about Oliver! Scaring me? Is the latest way to get at Amelie? Gosh, if I had a stake, right now, then you would definitely be dead. And never mind the punishments. In fact, I actually want to die!"
Oliver's eyebrows slowly came rising up, though not by much. Oliver was incapable of any human emotion. Not even love, no wonder Oliver is disliked.
Oliver cleared his throat, which was unusual. Oliver actually sounded like he didn't know what to say. I was stunned, the great Oliver at loss for words. Fantastic! Oh how I wish Myrnin were here, he would just have loved to see the look on Oliver's face.
Oh no.
Myrnin.
Oliver must have saw the hesitation flicker through my eyes because he spoke with curiosity, "Claire? What's wrong? How— "
"I'm fine!" I practically screamed at him, which probably had left him to the wrong conclusion, which also happened to be true. I loved Myrnin.
I ran all the way to the trap door spider's home, making sure that I was alright, nothing to give my game away.
When I was sure that I wasn't going to appear any different than normal, I finally let myself in through the open door…
…And that's the end of it. By the way, I have absolutely no idea about how to carry this on. If anyone has any ideas, I would love to hear them.
Myrnin xxx