Hey guys! I'm back with another story! Two in one day! WOW! Aha, I'm proud of myself. Well it's late… almost midnight, but this is finally down! Mwah!
Disclaimer:
Squirt: **glances over shoulder** Down with Webster? Woot!
Me: Aha yupp (:
Squirt: **looks again after ten minutes of belting out songs** Hey look! There's a character named Holly! Let's see… a witch? **smirks**
Me: Mmmhmmm
Squirt: I'm cool enough to be in your fake DP story! Hooray!
Me: **grinds teeth**
Chloe POV
Me and Derek were walking through the forest circling the safe house, checking the bushes and overgrowth for animal zombies I might've risen. Derek was leading, with me tripping over roots and stepping in holes.
"Just keep thinking of releasing them," Derek said, glancing over his shoulder at my worried expression. "I'm sure if there were any, they're gone now." he reassured me.
I hoped they were. The poor animal spirits being tugged away from their afterlife and being slammed into their decomposing bodies. I shuddered and thought of releasing spirits again, fearing I might've risen them with that little thought.
We'd been at the safe house for a few days now, and this was the first of the terrible, bloody thoughts of what might be happening to Rae and Aunt Lauren, turning themselves into nightmares of rising their dead bodies and using them to overtake the Edison Group. I shuddered again and trudged on, clutching my sweater tighter around me.
Derek stopped in front me and I ran into his back.
"Sorry," he apologized as I was rubbing my nose. "Do you want to go back? You look like you're freezing."
I nodded and continued walking. In a few steps, he was in front of me again. In another few, he was far ahead. He turned around and sighed. "C'mon shorty." he pulled me onto his back and started to run towards the safe house.
He ran into the backyard, then slowed his pace to a walk. Once on the porch, he set me down and held the door open for me. I blushed and walked in. I heard him rummage through the cupboards as I walked to the kitchen door, about to go upstairs. I stopped, put a hand on the doorway, and looked back at him.
"Derek?" I asked him, eyeing the box of crackers in his hand.
"Hmm?" he glanced up at me, his mouth full of food. He saw my stare at the crackers. "Want some?" he shoved the box my way.
I shook my head. "Never mind, it's not important." I turned to go, but his hand grabbed my wrist.
"What?" he demanded. I turned to see his green eyes studying my face.
"Thanks for coming," I mumbled, blushing, then pulled my hand out from his grip and turned around, just for him to grab it again.
"Your welcome," he smirked at my annoyed expression then released me. I stared at him for a few seconds, taking in the way his acne was almost completely gone, the way his hair hung just a little bit in his eyes. His eyes. Oh my God how I love his eyes. I was scanning his eyes, how they had the tiniest bit of humour in them. My now favourite shade of green.
He leaned down towards me, his woodly scent sweeping over me.
"Morning kids," someone muttered from behind us. I whipped around to see a fairly tired looking Andrew, rubbing his bleary eyes. He flicked on the light of the kitchen. "Do you want some coffee?" he walked over to the coffee pot.
"Naw, I'm good." I replied, glancing up at Derek. When he met my gaze, I blushed and looked down. "I was just grabbing a snack. I'm going in the shower." I declared and slipped out of the kitchen. I heard Derek and Andrews muffled talking but decided a shower was more important to me than eavesdropping, so I bounded up the stairs and into my room.
I grabbed my towel off my floor and walked across the hall to the washroom. I warmed the water than jumped in.
The water relaxed my tense muscles, and I sighed. Even though being here a few days, I hadn't found the time to shower. I thoroughly washed my hair, hoping to get the colour out.
After about ten minuets, I hopped out. I dried my hair, then glanced in the mirror. My hair was now a faded brown colour, my red streaks coming through. I smiled at my reflection, glad the streaks were still going to be there once the black was gone. I started absent-mindedly humming a Down With Webster song, then wrapped the towel around me, and walked backed to my room, almost knocking Derek over in the process.
Derek POV
I was coming up the stairs after having a talk with Andrew about breakfast, when I heard Chloe's shower turn off. I prayed she would stay in there long enough so I could get to my room without running into her, but with my luck, of course she came bouncing out of the washroom, humming a song that was vaguely familiar, I probably heard it blasting out of her CD player at one point.
She didn't realize I was walking towards my room, so she ran into me while walking to hers. She blushed and mumbled an apology and slipped into her room. I stared after her. After all, it's not everyday you see a girl like her in a towel.
I shuddered remembering the time Tori had stormed into the hallway in a towel accusing Simon of stealing her hairbrush.
I walked into my room and sat on bed, wondering what to do. I stared at the wall for a bit, tuning out Chloe's music, until I heard the one she had been humming while coming out of the shower.
I realized it was the song that was at… What? Number three on the Much Music countdown? I don't remember. But Chloe made sure she didn't miss the one latest one that had come out the day we got here, asking Andrew if the house had a TV. And when this song came on, she had gotten an excited look on her face and started dancing.
"Um Chloe? What are you doing?" I asked her, watching her hips sway to the fast rock beat.
"Dancing, silly!" she threw a smile my way, and Tori had joined her.
They were laughing and falling over eaching, and belting out the lyrics. And when they were out of breath, made W's with their hands?
"Who is this?" I asked, nodding towards the screen, where a guy was currently making a fool out himself, breaking champagne bottles.
"DOWN WITH WEBSTER!" They shouted at me. I scratched my head in confusion. Down with Webster? Really? I'd never heard of them, but then again I don't keep up with the music industry. What's next? A girl with a dollar sign in her name? Wait…. I scratched my head again. Ke$ha. Forgot about her…
I shook the memory from my head, and listened to Chloe sing along with the song. I listened to the lyrics. Basically talking about partying, getting drunk, and hooking up with girls. Typical, I guess.
She switched off the player and I heard her walk into the hall. She knocked on my door and said "Breakfast!" then went and did the same on Tori's door.
I walked out and watched them walk down the hall in front of me, hips swaying, murmuring lyrics of another - I'm guessing - Down with Webster song. But one lyric caught my attention.
And if you want me girl, I will be here forever.
I don't know why it caught my attention, but I guess 'cause it made me think about Chloe. And how I'll always be there for her.
Chloe POV
Me and Tori sat down at the table laughing and gasping for air. I loved being so relatable to her, but it was also kinda creepy. Whatever. Andrew set eggs and bacon in front of us, as he cleared his throat.
"Well guys, now that you're settled in here, I'm going to be having I think…" He scrunched his nose and forehead as he thought. "Four? Yeah four other Supernatural teens coming. I hope you guys will accept them." he nodded then sat down and ate his eggs.
I stared down at my food. Yes, not healthy, nor fast food. Today was good.
The door bell rang as Simon, Derek and I were sprawled across the living room floor, laughing at each other for no apparent reason.
Andrew came in a gathered us, as Tori ran down the stairs, semi-wet hair bouncing. He opened the door to four other kids. He ushered them into the living room and we reluctantly followed. I was the last one in, so There was no couch room left. I looked around and sat on the floor between Tori and Derek. Tori kicked me lightly in the ribs and smiled, and Derek Just looked at Andrew impatiently.
"Okay kids, lets get started," Andrew said, clearing his throat. He nodded at Simon to start.
"Hey, I'm Simon! I'm a sixteen year-old sorcerer and I love soccer!" I flashed a smile a nudged Derek.
"I'm Derek, werewolf." He mumbled.
"Tori, sixteen, witch. If you piss me off, I'll see to it that there is no hair left on you scalp!" She smiled evily then kicked me lightly again.
"Uh… Chl-Chloe. Necro-Necromancer. I-I'm fif-fiteen, and hope t-to dire-direct." I finished, cursing my stutter silently.
"Hey, I'm Kylie!" A girl with shoulder length, curly brown hair, and warm brown eyes. "I'm fifteen, I'm an earth half-demon, and I looooooove music." She smiled, and I heard Derek grunt.
Next came a guy with curly blonde hair, and intense blue eyes. "Hey, I'm Tye. I play hockey, I'm sixteen, and a sorcerer." He nudged the girl next to him a she blushed.
"Hi! I'm Holly," a small girl, about the same height as me, said happily. She had straight, mid-back length brown hair. She had greenish-brown eyes and a slight British accent. "I'm fifteen, love to dance, and a witch. Also, If you sing Holly Jolly Christmas in front of me, like Tori, I'll burn the hair off your scalp." She smiled sweetly at that.
Then came the last one. She was taller than the others. She had beach blonde hair, with a few brown streaks through it. Her eyes were a dull blue, almost grey with a few flecks or brown, gold, and green. "Hey, I'm Meghan. I'm a water half-demon. Um… I love to just chill." She leaned back against the couch.
"Okay, so now that-" Andrew was cut off by the doorbell. "Who could that be?" He mumbled as he walked towards the door.
"Oh hello Mac-" he was cut off by his own scream, and a thud as a body hit the floor.
A/N: Okay, is that cliffy enough? Merf…. Shout out to my dear Masked Avenger! Because she came up with Merf! (;
