Sorry this hasn't been updated in forever. I am a freshman at my highschool, and we're having Semester finals. You know, a bunch of tests. Which means a bunch of studying. I thought I would be able to write more often, but my parents have really been cracking the whip on me. I was planning on going to the theater to see Cloverfield (I want to see it so bad! Looks so awesome!) on Sunday, but my parents made me stay home and study. They aren't USUALLY like this, but sometimes they get like this. I don't like it when they get like though. I have been studying my freaking butt off! My brain is sore. We just started testing today, and will all week. After this week though, things should start moving along and I'll be able to update A LOT quicker. I am usually a C-B student. My worse class is Math, though. I have Geometry. In there I had a D, (don't laugh, math is my WORST subject). But, I got it up to a C! If you look at my progress report it goes AAAAAFAAAAFAAAFAAAAAAFAAAAAAAF. And all the F's are on tests. So, I ace the homework, but bomb on the tests. And tests are really important to my teacher which is why my grade was so low. Which means sometimes my parents take my laptop away and put a math book under my nose. I'm not a good test taker, which is why I think they were pushing me so hard to study since this week all we are doing is taking tests..
But, hey! New Chapter! Woohooo! This is the chapter that will get things moving along. Right after this, things will start moving really fast. I just had to get the main thing down with how they were reunited and all that goody crap. 'Goody crap'? That doesn't make any sense...
Anyways, sorry. I have a tendancy to babble.
redrose7856 - I officially love you. I liked the hug too. And when he stepped in front of her protectivly. I tried not to write those things in a long descripted paragraph. I just thought her giving him a loving hug, and him stepping in front of her to protect her were things that were natural, insticntive, and didn't needed to be ventured further. Plus, I don't want to over sell it, you know? Thanks for the review.
plebejusargus - Yeah. I just stumbled upon it one time and now everytime I hear the song Time After Time, clach pops into my mind. And, then of course, I can't stop smiling because I love that couple so much. So, I'll be listening to the radio with my friends and Time After Time will come on, and I'll be sitting there with a big ol' smile on my face. They would ask me why I was so happy and, of course, I can't explain it to them. They don't watch much TV and would have no idea what I was talking about. Sorry for not updating. Like I said above, semester finals.
SayuritheDramaticDocter - I wish he would come back. It would create a good love triangle, West-Claire-Zach.
NoahBennet - Thanks for the review. Yeah, sorry about the minor grammer errors. I type with Word Document, a REALLY old version. Sometimes it doesn't pick them up. I usually re-read the chapter a couple of times before I post it, but some things slip by me. Sorry it's going kinda slow. It will move along after this one. I just wanted to set everything up before I jumped in to it really fast.
chasing-heartbeats - Thanks!
Adelynne - I love Zach too. I have every intention too.
Kay, one last question before I let you read. Did anyone catch Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles? I watched the pilot to support Thomas Dekker (Zach, yay!), but now I'm hooked! In my opinion, I think it is REALLY good. And with the strike going on, it's something to watch. PLUS! Thomas Dekker plays John Connor, the main character!
Zach woke up to the smell of freshly baked waffles. He smiled to himself for a moment without opening his eyes. It had been a long time since he had woken up to that smell. His stomach growling, he rolled out of bed. Not knowing where the bathroom was and not wanted to walk into any rooms he wasn't supposed to, he decided to go with out a shower that morning.
He opened his bag and pulled out a dark blue polo shirt with white stripes out and an undershirt. He pulled his shirt and long sleeve shirt off before pulling on what he had just grabbed.
His style had changed a lot too since him and Claire had started to become friends again. At first he wore clothes that generally made him stand out in a crowd. But now, he wore more casual and laid back clothing. Like he wanted to blend in. For an excuse of a comb, he ran his hands through his hair and used the window reflection as a mirror. Satisfied that he didn't have much of a bed head and looked almost decent, he made his way out of the room.
He walked past Claire's room and jogged down the stairs. And if he was correct, the kitchen should be to the right. He had guessed right, and as he walked into the kitchen he gave a big yawn. But he almost choked on the yawn when he saw West cooking the waffles.
"Good morning, Zach." West greeted him.
"Morning." Zach mumbled before looking down and walking over to the connecting dinning room. He saw Claire sitting at the head of the table, doing something on her cell phone. But, when she saw him, she instantly shut her phone and placed it in her pocket, smiling at him.
"Flying boy West is still here?" Zach asked. "Did he spend the night?" He added as he pulled the chair out by Claire's and sat down.
She ignored his second question. "He thought he would make waffles for us all." Claire said, smiling.
'I wish he would fly west.' Zach thought to himself. He decided not to voice that to Claire, worrying she might get mad at him. "Why?" He said, instead.
"He saw you didn't really take a liking to him and wants to get on your good side." Zach hated that West seemed like a really nice guy. It made it harder for Zach to hate him.
"Sounds like a kiss-up." Zach remarked. He watched as Claire laughed at his statement. "What?"
"I'm just glad your personality is the same." Claire stated. Zach was forced to smile, no matter how much he didn't want to. At that very moment, West came into the room holding two plates. He placed one down in front of Claire and then Zach. As much as Zach wanted to be defiant, he couldn't resist his hunger and dug in.
"So, I was thinking we could all go-" West began, but Zach cut him off.
"Actually, I was wondering if Claire and I could spend the day together. You know, catch up?" He forced a smile across his face. "But, if you have plans…"
"No, I totally understand." West said, smiling.
"Thanks, West." Zach said.
"No problem." West said. "I should get going anyway. My parents might be wondering where I am." Zach looked away as he gave Claire a goodbye kiss before making his way out of the room. He waited for the sound of the front door to close before looking back at Claire.
"I'm surprised he didn't use your window." Zach said.
"What is your problem?" Claire asked him.
"Nothing!" Zach protested. Claire studied him but sighed, dropping the subject.
"So, what do you want to do?" She asked him.
"I don't know." Zach admitted. He looked down at his half eaten plate of waffles, but his appetite had been lost.
"You send West away because you want to spend the day with me, but you don't even know what you want to do?" Claire asked.
Zach studied her. He didn't know how to reply. "I've lost my train of thought." He told her. "Why don't you give me a tour of the city?" He asked her.
"Fine." Claire said, standing up. Zach instantly stood up also. They made their way into the living room, looking for Claire's mom to tell her they were going out. Her mother wasn't in the living room, but the TV was on. They were about to leave the room, when Zach glanced at the TV.
"Hey, Claire!" He called. Claire returned back to the room. "You're dad is on TV?"
"He is?" Claire asked.
"Yeah, check it out. Nathan Petrelli, right?" Claire walked next to him and stared at the TV. Nathan Petrelli was giving a speech in Odessa. They watched the TV for a moment.
"I have the ability to-" He said, but was cut off when two gunshots ran out, hitting him in the chest and stomach.
Claire jumped, reaching out and grabbing Zach's arm. "Oh my God!" Zach said. He had his eyes locked on the TV, but instantly turned to look at Claire. "Claire…" He said. Her face was blank. "Claire."
"My dad…" She said, her eyes watering.
"I'm sorry." Zach said. He looked back at the TV, but it was now a woman talking about it.
"That was a tape from earlier today. Mr. Nathan Petrelli has been taken to a hospital somewhere in Texas. His condition is still unknown. The police have yet to find the man who shot him. I have reports that he is in critical condition. His fate is still unknown."
He turned and glanced at Claire. A tear trickled down her cheek. Zach felt the need to wipe it away from her face, but kept his hand to his side. "Claire?" He said, ever so quietly.
Her eyes traveled from the TV to meet his eyes. Slowly she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his shoulder. He didn't know how to react, so he just wrapped his arms around her back and his cheek on her head. They stood there, like that, in silence.
Suddenly, she pulled away and wiped her face. "I have to save him." She said, determingly.
"Claire, I don't think there's anything you can do." He said to her.
"No! Remember, I told you how they took my blood? And it healed my dad?" Claire asked him. "I have to give Nathan my blood. He'll be okay." Claire said.
Zach studied her for a moment. "How do you plan on getting to Odessa?" He asked her, folding his arms in front of his chest.
"I'll fly on a plane. I'd run there if I have too!" Claire said.
"I'm sure you would." Zach said.
"I'm not going to sit back and watch my father die when I can do something about it!" Claire argued against him.
"Claire!" Zach said, trying to hold back a smile. She was trying to convince him to let her go. "I'm not going to stop you."
Claire watched him for a moment, and Zach began to feel uncomfortable under her hard gaze. What was she thinking? As if she read his thoughts, she spoke, "You can come with me."
Zach stopped. His hands slid down to hide inside of his pocket. He looked at her. "Why do you want me to come?" He asked.
"Because in a world of unfamiliar-ness and strangeness, you are the one person I know I can depend on no matter what." She said. "And I really need that right now."
Zach smiled to himself as he looked down. "You know, that's the best thing you've ever said to me." He stated. "Well, it was pretty cool how you punched Jacky that one time." Then he looked up at her. She was starring at him with such intense eyes. It knocked all his thoughts away, and he quickly had to gather them, his smiling fading.
"So, is that a yes?" She asked him.
He looked at her before smiling. "Of course!" He answered. "You'd think I'd pass up a chance for something exciting to happen?"
"I thought you would say that." Claire said. Then the realization of the true situation hit her. "We have to go, now!"
Now that I think about it, it seems like a sorta short chapter. Sorrys. I'll try to update soon.