I KNOW I HAVE MISTAKES I NEED A BETA ASAP! Since its summer I'm hoping to update when ever I can mostly once a week over more if you guys are good. It sucks because i just broke the knuckle on my pinky so its hard to type. But since I'm so stoked I'm going to give you another chapter so soon :) Why you might ask? Because our high school cheerleading team is gonna try fund raise to go to tronto for nationals :D BTW watch for my twist in the story and once in a while im going to do pov switch

anyways i don't own dp or any of the characters they belong to the amazing Kelly Armstrong

Chapter 2.

POV:chloe

Imaginary friends. That's what the doctor told her father. Weren't imaginary friends suppose to be nice and actually be your friend. The people who visited Chloe weren't nice they made fun of her stutter and teased her and most of all they scared her. Since other kids thought she was weird none of them wanted to be her friends. Chloe had movies , they were her friend. She could always guess the plot, there were no surprises she didn't like surprises.

Today was the day she was going with her father to visit her mother. They always visited her on Sundays, no matter what Sundays were her favorite day of the week.

"Chloe time to get up you don't want your father to be waiting like last time because you slept in" Annette shrieked. Chloe new better then-to stay in bed. If she didn't Annette wouldn't put an extra wagon wheel in her lunch for school. Chloe loved wagon wheels, they were her favorite. Chloe jumped From her bed. The wooden floor was cold, when wasn't it cold in her room. There was a knock then Annette came in.

"Chloe hurry up or i wont do your hair". She followed her nanny into her bathroom. Chloe was small and short compared to everything so that's why she has a stool she stand on just to even see the long strawberry hair goes down to her waist, her dad said she has the most blue eyes ever even the oceans are jealous. She knew her father was just saying that because that's what dads were suppose to do. In the mirror she seen nothing but a chubby face little girl who had blonde eyelashes and was short even for girls her age. Chloe has lots of pictures of her mom she was beautiful. Chloe thought her mother was an angel she was beautiful enough to be one. After Annette was done braiding her her hair she looked up at her.

"Annet-tte do you th-think I-I will ever be a-as beau-autiful as my mm-om" The nanny looks into her wide eyes. She looks exactly like her mother. The only thing she got from her father are her worry lines on her forehead. She nodded her head. " You already look so much like her in every way, and don't let anyone tell you different ever you hear me?."Chloe just nods her head feeling a little better. Annette lays a pale blue dress on her bed and leaves her to change. She wanted so badly to be like her mother. Her mother spoke her mind with a strong voice, Chloe on the other hand stutters.

Standing at the top of the stairs Chloe holds her hand out from old habits. Her moms not here to run down with her anymore. How long has she been gone. A half a year, Chloe grabbed onto her necklace her mother gave her and ran down the stairs as her little five year old legs can. Her father Steven sanders was waiting at the door for her in his usual suit, when didn't he not wear a suit. Chloe hated his suits, you couldn't play around in them or run and build sand castles she thought. He smiled sadly at her, why doesn't he smile big anymore he used to when her mother would make silly faces at them both to get them to laugh. Its probably because her mom would never make silly faces again. Chloe missed those faces to.

Hand in hand they walked to Melos car. It was going to be a silent car ride, it always was. When they finally got there they pulled up to the gate the security guard came out. His name was ted, she like ted her always gave her green lollipops when it was time to go. He smiled a smile like Chloe's dad and waved them through. Melos parked in front of the building and left to find parking. The sign by the door read "Heavens-bees for the mentally ill" Chloe didn't know what mentally ill meant. The lady at the front waved them through. The walked down the hallways until they reached the room B16. Her father lightly knocked on the door twice and twisted the doorknob. Together they both stepped in the room. She was sitting by the window on her favorite chair. Whispering to her self under her breath As soon as she heard the door open her once long blonde hair chopped short whipped around. She smiled the same smile Chloe would always remember.

"Your wearing your necklace right Chloe? You always have to wear it or they'll find you. They can never find you or you'll end up like me"

"Of course I'm wearing my necklace we pinky swore and you can't brake them right mommy?"

Derek POV:

Derek decided he hates cars, he hates traffic. Most of all he hates planes. They were to stuffy. On any normal kid it would seem he had ADHD but being a werewolf it was just bunched up energy he needed to burn off. Staying still for so long is horror. Luckily it was all over they finally made it to their new home. The house was huge! It faintly smell of strawberries, and vanilla. After Derek finally stopped looking at the house go and help the movers pack things out of the truck. After all his father always said he was polite to help people out. A couple of the movers eyed him doubtfully when he reach for a bigger box. There jaws drop to the ground when he picked it up with ease.

"You can pick your jaws off the ground." he couldn't hold his fit of laughter. Kit looks over at his son and just starts laughing with him. The weight of the box was like nothing for Derek being a werewolf. See I'm can bee good I'm not bad he thought. Derek once wanted to be a firefighter but kit said they didn't get paid that well. Even thought kit was only joking to his son, Derek took it series. He was determined to get a good job that normal people got that paid well she he could buy a big mansion where his father and Simon lived with them and only them. All of Simon's girl friends could only visit. That's another thing Derek didn't like was girls. They giggled way to much, always talked to much. They practically eat nothing, at lunch time at Derek's old school he seen all them berly touched there a waste he thought. You cant play sports with some of them, there to fragile so whats the point of em'?

Derek just finished putting his fifth box into the new home. He looks over to find his brother trying to push a box three times his size. His bottom lip quivers, His tiny almond eyes shut tight. He pushed with all his tiny body can muster. Derek clears his throat trying with all his might not to brake out laughing. Simon opens his eyes but his bottom lip still sticks out.

"Do you want any help with that?" Simon just shakes his hair and the fine blonde hair flops with him.

"Hey isn't your monkey George still in dads car? Don't you think it might be to hot in there for him?" Simons mouth drops open and then he runs as fast as he can to their dads car. Derek turns around and begins to push the box towards the new house. Its a tad heavy for the young werewolf but he just bites his lip. He wont complain, he doesn't ever want to complain. Derek's sense picked up a car driving down their street since it was a culdesac he knew they must live around here. The strawberries and vanilla hit him like he was dropped into a pool of it. It wasn't to over whelming like when humans wear perfume. It was natural, it came from the car that just pulled up into the driveway of the house right next to theirs.

First stepped out two men, the one with the cool driver hat went around opened the door and out jumped an angel.

Her hair went to her tiny waist. Even from a far you could see her curly blonde eyelashes, her lips were a cupids bow so perfect. In one hand a lollipop that was green then in her other tinny hand was a container of strawberries. She was the source of strawberries and vanilla. His heart never pounded this fast before. Oh no he was going to die. He leaned up against the box and seen his father go over and great the man and the angel. His father introduced himself and shakes the man and the angles hand then looked over and called for him in Simon. Her eyes were bluer then any ocean he had ever seen. When she looked over at him he leaned to hard on the box and the box goes back and Derek lands on his bum. She starts to walk over a worried expression on her face. She is so graceful its almost like a dance.

"Ar-Are you o...ok?" H shakes his head fast still caught in her eyes.

She looks down and offers the container of strawberries towards Derek. "Would you like one?" He takes one out, its a perfect red and smells sweet. He pops it in his mouth and never tasted anything so sweet. "Annette puts some sugar on them if I'm good but not to much or she said myth..teeth would rot and fall out, I..m ch..chloe."

She offers her tiny hand out to shake his. It looks like a tiny seashell. Her eyes go wide. "Your eye co..colour is the same as my lollipop! I would give ii..it to you bu..bu..but i licked already.

He looked into her eyes " Im Derek

She waves at him then dances back to catch up with her father. He cant wait till he can see her again. They'll be the best of friends he decided. Even if she was a girl and did have cooties he didn't care.

"Dad whats wrong with Derek" Derek was to deep in thought to hear his brother or father.

"He did always love strawberries"

OMGAWD THEY FINALLY MET! btw i decided to update once a week and if you review you get a hug from simon :3 or chloe might share her strawberries so review :D REVIEW!

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