A/N so this is my first FanFic! Yay! I hope you guys like it. Obviously I don't own Shiver or its characters. Please review, fav, follow, etc. I really appreciate it and I hope you guys enjoy Remembrance!

• Isabel •
I was slouching in my seat; the heat was so intense on the late June day. Finals start tomorrow and I couldn't care less. I took my finals early; I told the administration that my family was going on a vacation, but that was complete bullshit. I haven't seen my parents in a little over a year. My father divorced my mother and my mom moves about the country with some rich guy whom which she has convinced herself she loves. I live with the family's maid in Orange County, California. The bell rung and I snatched my bag and headed towards my car.
"Have a nice summer, Bella," Adam Hawkins said. I rolled my eyes. First of all, I hated when people called me Bella. Second of all, that idiot has been flirting with me the whole school year and I'm sure he'll see me sometime this summer and continue where he left off. Nevertheless, I walked out the building without turning around or responding. I kept reminding myself, "You're going off to college in August, you'll never see them again."
As I approached my car, I could tell there was a figure in it. Probably Adam's douche-bag friends. How the hell did they get in my car anyway?
I pulled open the door, "Get out before I call the police." I said blankly without looking at who it was.
"Well, they'll be relieved, according to my fan website I've been MIA for over 2 days now. The horror!" I snapped my head up, needless to say, there sat Cole St. Clair of Narkotika.
"Cole!" I reached over the seat and hugged him. I noticed him look down my shirt as I leaned over. "You haven't changed much."
"Ha, I could say the same about you, but I wasn't expecting this much of a reaction."
"Well I haven't seen you in 2 years!" I climbed out of the car and he followed after me.
"Yeah sorry 'bout that. Sam didn't think it was wise for me to come out here."
"He didn't?"
"Nah, he said it would be 'Bringing up bad memories'"
"Why would he think that?"
"Well I mean Grace is still in the hospital and your brother is still dead." That was Cole for you. Blatant. He doesn't sugar coat anything. Not that I wanted him too. I was over Jack's death now. MaryAnn, the maid, couldn't believe how little I actually grieved. But I did miss Grace.
"How's she doing?" I asked.
"The docs woke her up from her coma a few weeks ago, but about 2 weeks later, one of the incisions from one of her surgeries got infected. Thank god Sam stuck with her though. A few weeks before they were able to wake her up, the doctors said they wanted to pull the plug. But Sam said 'no way' and then about a week and a half later, her heart beat started picking up. So a few days later they thought it would be a good idea to wake her up."
"Thank god. But what about the infection?"
"It is prolonging her stay in the hospital, but she should be better soon."
"So much of her life has been taken away from her. Is she going to go back to high school? Is she going to go to college?"
"Well that's why I'm here. A little while ago Sam and I found some interesting documents in a box under some clothes in the old shed. We were looking for an old jacket of Sam's that Grace was asking for."
"What did the papers say?"
"It was kind of like a puzzle of a scavenger hunt. It was really cool,"
"And what was the treasure?" I said teasingly.
"Over 75 grand."
"Holy crap! From who?"
"Beck"
"Beck? Why didn't he tell Sam when Sam got him out of wolf form?"
"Well there was a more pressing matter at the time."
"So are you guys using the money to pay for Grace's medical bills?"
"Nah, Sam started this fund thing online before we knew about the 75 grand. And enough people donated that we didn't need to use more than 2 grand of it."
"So what are you going to do with the money?"
"Well I don't need it. Trust me, I got enough from Narkotika. But Sam was thinking about completely renovating Beck's house. So that's it's more modern. And so Grace can get around in it before she completely recovers. I haven't been staying in that house, I got my own apartment. But the band hasn't been working out. I tried to get back into it, but between visits to Grace, helping Sam, and just not wanting to be with the band, I haven't been doing anything helpful. So a few days ago, I told the guys it wasn't working out. They weren't surprised."
"So what does this have anything to do with me?"
"Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to move into the house with us once it gets renovated?"
"Does Sam know that your inviting me to live with you guys?"
"Ha! God no, he doesn't even know I'm here. I figured he'd figure it out eventually."
"Cole... I can't... move in with you guys."
His face dropped, "Why not?"
"Cause I've been living for 2 years. I have friends and I have college, which, might I add, I'm already signed up for."
"Isabel, I know you. You probably don't give 2 shits about your 'friends' and what can you do at your actual college that you can't do online? Or you can't do at a college near Mercy Falls?"
"I-I—"
"Exactly," he cut me off. "And I know a few things you can do in Mercy Falls that you can't do here," he said suggestively.
I smiled and decided to play dumb, "And what would that be?"
"Oh you know, visit your old friends, be with me, see Grace and Sam, be with me, and most importantly, be with me."
I teased him, "While that is very tempting, I have several admirers here." I looked away, trying not to laugh.
"Who?!" He demanded.
"Just a couple starting football players." And as if on cue, I noticed Adam and his friends looking over at me, and I waved at them, smiling. Their reactions were immediate; they started pointing to other guys and jerked their heads up at me as if to say, 'sup'.
"Them? They look like 5 year olds whose parents just told them they could get to go to Chuck E. Cheese."
I laughed, "What's wrong?"
He looked me straight in the eyes, "I don't like guys looking at you like that," he nodded his head towards those guys. "Within the last 2 years, I've realized that you push me. You make me feel like I'm not the most bad-ass person in the room."
I laughed, "What the hell does that have to do with anything?"
"I don't know. It's just how I feel. I've been working on that ya know," he looked up at me as he said that, "talking. I wasn't all that good at it before."
"That I know," I responded.
"Yeah, well I've gotten better."
"Says the guy that didn't tell Sam he was inviting someone to live in his house." I smirked as I finished and he started smiling too.
"That's different," he said defensively.
"How so?"
"I specifically chose not to tell him because I knew he would flip out. Before I chose not to tell people what I was doing and feeling cause I didn't want to expose myself."
I dropped my voice, "Well do you feel exposed now?"
He looked up through his hair, "Very," I smirked and for the first time in over 2 years, I stretched up, trying to be graceful, and I lightly touched my lips to his. His response was immediate. One of his hands grabbed the back of my neck and the other travelled down my back, but he stopped when he reached the small of my back that peaked through my pulled-up shirt. I didn't know how much the car hid us making out, but I didn't care. I would never see these people again, and if I did at least this might make them leave me alone.
After a few more seconds, Cole pulled back, either because he knew where this was headed if he didn't, or because he needed to breath. Regardless, I pulled him closer to me and I cuddled against his chest as his arms wrapped around me.
"Yep, you've definitely changed." He said.
"How so?" I looked up at him as I asked.
"You're letting me in. Before you locked me out, in fact, you locked everyone out. You wouldn't let people love you. Remember the time you asked me if you were lovable?" I nodded, "Before you weren't, not because you weren't pretty or funny or anything. But because you wouldn't let people, even if they wanted to. I guess Orange County really did change you," he added with a smirk.
"Ugh," I groaned, "Ok, I'm not saying I'm going back to Mercy Falls, but if I did, where would I stay? Yes obviously, Beck/Sam's house, but what if Sam says no? Or it's too hard living there with Grace still recovering?"
"First of all, Sam would never say no to you. Second of all, Grace won't be that bad. She'll just be slow and might need some help doing some things, like changing, getting high objects down, or bending down. Which, I'm almost positive Sam wouldn't have a problem helping her do any of those things. Third of all, ok, say all those things happen, you'll just live with me." He showed a genuine smile.
"Ha! Yeah right, either both of my parents would kill me or MaryAnn would kill me!"
"2 questions- since when do you care about your parents? Second, who the hell is MaryAnn?"
"I don't care about my parents, but they care about me for some unknown reason. Second, MaryAnn is my family's maid."
"Ok, well you're 18 right? You are legally old enough to do whatever shit pleases you. And you don't honestly plan on bringing MaryAnn to Mercy Falls do you? What with all the crazy stuff that goes on there?"
"No, I wouldn't bring her. However, I still haven't said that I would go with you."
He smiled, "you will."

So what do you guys think? I will explain why Grace is in the hospital in future chapters, so if you guys are a little confused, don't worry. Chapters will either be this length or longer. I actually typed this on my phone so I couldn't tell how long it was until I put it on my computer. So for awhile I actually thought this was a short chapter. Haha, okay well I hoped you guys liked it and please review, fav, and follow!