"Oh My God Claire, I have just had the best idea EVER!"

Claire, looking away from the celebrity magazine she was reading about who was the hottest male celeb of the year (which she didn't agree with their answer anyway), sighed. Even though she loved Eve to bits, some of her ideas were a little... wierd. Her judgement of 'the best idea ever' was generally a lot different to Claire's and everybody else's in Morganville. In a town full of vampires, if you were seen to be strange or odd, like Eve was, then that was a little bit alarming. Claire glanced up to be Eve's expression, which was pure excitement, not something you'd think would mix well with the whole 'goth' thing she had going on. It dimmed a little when she noticed the look on Claire's face.

"Oh come on Claire, it's not that bad. Just listen for a minute, will you?"

"Alright then. What's your idea?"

"We are going to throw a house party!"

"A house party? Really? And by we, you mean us as a house right?"

"Well yeah, obviously. Who else could I mean?"

Claire shook her head. In Eve's world, 'we' could mean anyone, or thing.

"Anyway, so we are going to throw a house party right here. Doesn't that sound great?"

"Err yeah I guess so, but who would we invite? And would anybody even come?"

"Course. Why wouldn't they? People love to party, especially in Morganville. You should have seen some of the parties i've been to in the past." Eve laughed to herself and was about to say more when she remembered Claire's age and stopped, which was ridiculous because Claire was 17 (which is a year younger than Eve) but Eve takes the 'over-protective mother figure' job pretty seriously.

"So who are we going to invite?"

"Everybody and anybody. Well maybe not anybody coz i don't really think we should be inviting vampires. You know how they can be..." She trailed off. She didn't need to finished that thought aloud. They all knew just what vampires could get like, especially those under the influence of alcohol and god knows what else you get a house parties. If a group of vampires were inviting, or even just show up, it could turn into a hunt (which Claire and Eve knew about all to well) or worse. They could find a dead body at the end of the night. Neither one was good, mainly because of the reputation they had as a house. Somehow, all the bad things that happened seemed to get pinned on them. So if a dead person was found in their house, at their party... Claire didn't even want to finish that thought. The consequences of that would be brutal for them, no doubt about it.

"Have you told Michael and Shane about this yet?2

"Nope, your the first one to heard about it."

"But you going to tell them?"

"Of course I will"

"Tell who about what?" That was Michael's voice. They glanced over to see him just coming down the stairs, beads of water still dripping from his hair. As they looked, Shane wandered down. It was obvious that he had just gotten out of bed, from the massive bedhead he was rocking. Not that Claire was complaining. It still made her growl in response. He was so perfect and he was hers. That was still something she couldn't completely grasp. He was so hot and sexy, so why was he interested in her? He plonked down next to her on the couch and planted a warm damp kiss on her lips. It was only a quick, sweet one, not one of his dirty, sexy ones, but she still craved more and scooted closer to him.

"Morning sleepyhead. And what time do you call this?"

"Too early." Shane replied and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She smiled and rested her head on his chest. He was so big and warm, which made her feel small in comparison, but that was alright. She felt always felt protected and although it sometimes annoyed her, she knew that Shane would always protect her and the motive behind it made her shiver and blush. He tilted her chin up and gazed into her eyes. "Something wrong?"

"Not now." He smiled and pulled her face to his. The kiss was sweet and damp and his lips were the perfect moisture and pressure. It deepened quickly and became more urgent. She barely remembered that there were other people in the room until someone coughed. She pulled away from him and blushed, which made him chuckle and tighten his grip around my waist.

"Ok now that that is over, are one on of you going to answer my question?" Michael said.

"And what question was that?" Eve said catching my eye and winking, making me blush more.

"Tell who about what?"

"Tell you two about the house party Eve's planning to have here." Claire replied.

"Sweet." Shane said and grinned. "Sounds like a good idea to me."

Michael turned his head and looked at Eve, eyebrows raised.

"A house party, Eve? Really? Is that a good idea? You know what could happen."

"Of course I know what could happen. I'm not dumb."

"Well..." Shane said under his breath. Claire elbowed him in the ribs, a clear warning to shut up. "Ow" he said, which clearly showed that it didn't hurt at all. Eve glared at him for a second then turned back to Michael.

"I understand the dangers of it but it would be fun. We could show people that we aren't bad." We all gave her a look. "Ok" she amended, "that we're not that bad. And besides people in Morganville love to party. We could turn it into a rave, with lights, music, drinks, everything. It going to be great." There was about two seconds of silence as Michael thought about it.

"Ok then fine, but be careful who you invite. We don't need vamps coming through and tearing up the place. It's bad enough with all the college students. We don't need that as well. And by the way, you're on clean up duty afterwards." Eve smiled and winked at him. She got up, pecked him on the lips and walked towards the kitchen.

"Anyone want a coffee?"

"Yeah." Claire, Michael and Shane said at the same time and grinned at each other. Eve rolled her eyes and wandered into the kitchen.

"Was this your idea as well?" Michael asked Claire.

"Nope. It was all Eve's. And don't worry, she does know about the whole vamp thing. I'll make sure that she doesn't invite the whole town." Claire said and smiled, knowing all to well that Eve was capable of doing just that. Michael smiled back, got up and went into the kitchen.

"So, what are you going to wear then. To this party I mean. Please say something short and tight." Shane said and grinned at Claire. She rolled her eyes.

"Boys. Is that all you think about. And I don't know yet. Eve will probably make me going shopping with her for something. But don't worry, i'll make sure that it's something you'll approve of." Claire smiled and winked at him and suddenly he pulled her close and kissed her fiercely. His lips trailed over to her ear and he whispered.

"I can't wait." His lips slide down to her neck and he kissed up and down, making her moan and bury her hands in his warm, soft hair. He smelt so good. But then again, he always did. Kind of musky, but with a dark undertone that was all his own. His lips moved back to hers and she opened her mouth. The kisses now became more urgent and Shane groaned. A lick of her tongue turned the kiss into something firery and wild and she didn't know how far it was going to go... until Eve's voice called out, "coffee's ready" and Claire sighed and moved away from Shane, licking her damp, tingling lips.

"Stop doing that jailbait, unless you want your coffee to get cold." Shane smiled evilly and tickled her. She squealed and ran into the kitchen, which Shane in hot pursuit. She grabbed her cup off the counter and slid into the seat opposite Eve. Shane grabbed his own cup and sat in the seat next to hers. He smiled at her before taking a long sip of his coffee. He liked his black, with no flavouring. She had to have flavouring on hers, especially sugar and cream. She sipped her coffee, which was perfect, as always. As Eve served coffee everyday for her job, you couldn't really expect anything else.

"So Claire, there's one more thing I forget to mention." Eve said happily.

"What's that?"

"We have to go clothes shopping. We are going to get some smoking hot new outfits to knock 'em dead." Eve winked and sipped at her coffee. Claire smiled at her. She knew it was coming and to be honest, was actually looking forward to it.

While Eve and Michael were cleaning up, Claire said quietly to Shane, "see I told you she would want us to go shopping. Eve would never pass up an opportunity to get a new dress." She grinned because knew it was exactly what Eve would do.

Under his breath, Claire heard Shane say, "I can't wait to see what get." She looked at him, blushed at the look on his face and hurried to get her backpack for school.