Okay, so this really isn't my usual style of writing, but I'll give it a shot. I know that a lot of you actually do like Twilight, but I am one of those who HATES it. I cannot stand it. This idea was provided by AnnieHonson, so thank you. This isn't going to be very long. It's just something to write.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Darkest Powers

"Come on, guys," Simon said. "It'll be great."

"Isn't it supposed to be all gore?" Tori asked, crossing her arms.

"Course not," he said, "That's just the trailer. It's never the same as the movie itself."

"I don't know," I said, "It doesn't really sound like fun."

"How about you, D?" Simon asked, "You're with me, right?"

"No," Derek said, not looking up from his book. I couldn't help but smile at him. He's been spending every spare minute of the last three weeks reading. Kit had found a sorcerer selling books with information about supernaturals and had bought them. Now Derek is reading every one of them to learn as much as he could. Of course, he took a break now and then to spend time with his girlfriend. And as his girlfriend, I've made sure to always remind him when to take a break.

"You're my brother," Simon said, "You're supposed to back me up."

"According to?" Derek asked, sounding bored.

"I don't know," Simon said, "It's a rule."

"Why do you want to see this movie so badly?" Tori asked, sitting up from the chair she had been lounging in. We'd all been given breaks from training and have spent it being lazy, with the exception of Derek of course.

"Because it looks awesome!" he said.

"Fine," Derek sighed, shutting his book. "If we go with you to this stupid movie, will you shut up?"

"Yes!" Simon said.

"Might as well," Derek mumbled, setting the book down and standing up. I stood up after him and we all turned to Tori, who was filing her nails. When she finally looked up, she said, "What? I have to go too?"

"It's not as fun without all of us," Simon said, "Even if it is you."

Tori flipped him off and stood up, "Fine, I'll go. But if it sucks, you owe me."

"Why?" Simon asked.

"Because it's a few hours of my life I'll never get back," she said, walking past him.

"Whatever," Simon said. He walked out and I turned to Derek. "You sure you're okay with going? I know you hate crowds."

"It's just a few hours," he said, "As long as we can stop as get something to eat after, I'll be fine."

"Always thinking with your stomach," I teased.

"Well it's better than what most guys think with," he said, walking to the door and gesturing for me to go first.

"Did you just diss your gender?" I asked, walking past him.

"No," he said, "Just most of my gender."

"What's the difference?" I asked.

"Well, mathematically speaking-"

"Forget I asked," I said, smiling back at him. He smiled back and we walked to the door together, where Simon was literally bouncing with excitement.

"We ready?" Derek asked.

"We have to wait for Tori," Simon said.

"What's she doing?" Derek asked.

"Primping," Simon said, rolling his eyes.

"Just because you can put on a T-shirt and jeans and not care if anybody sees you in it doesn't mean the rest of us wants to," Tori said, walking around the corner. "Now move it. I want to get this over with."

"Yes, your majesty," Simon said sarcastically.

When we were all outside, Derek locked the door. Kit and Aunt Lauren were at work and wouldn't get back until late.

"Shot gun!" Simon and I called at the same time.

"Chloe get's it," Derek said, getting in and starting it. I smiled at Simon and walked to the passenger side, flaunting my win as I went.

"Werewolf's pet," Simon muttered and got in next to Tori. "How come Chloe gets to always sit in front?"

"Because she isn't dragging me to watch this stupid movie," he said.

"Yeah right," Tori said, "We all know the only reason you let Chloe sit in front is because you're sleeping with her."

Derek scowled and I choked on my own spit. Not because Tori was right, but because it caught me off guard. We've only been dating for a few months and that definitely wasn't on our minds yet. We hadn't even talked about it. Not that I wouldn't one day want…. Moving on.

"Is it really that hard to keep your trap shut?" Derek asked, glaring into the mirror back at her.

"Is it really that hard to keep it in your pants?" she asked, earning a growl in return. I just sighed and tuned out their arguing and Simon's laughter. After how many months, I really should be used to their arguing, but unfortunately, they still can't agree on anything.

…,,,…

"Four tickets please," Simon asked, in the process flirting with the girl in the ticket booth. And by the look of it, she didn't mind. I looked over at Derek and we exchanged a look, rolling our eyes.

"Come on, princess," Tori said, grabbing Simon by the back of his shirt and pulling him. "You know your boyfriend is waiting inside."

The girl in the ticket booth took one more look at Simon and then quickly looked away, moving onto the next person in line. Simon tried explaining that she was kidding but it was obvious that she didn't believe him. Smirking, Tori pulled Simon along by the back of his shirt until we reached our seats. I wanted the seat closest to the wall, but in order to sit by Derek, I had to take the one next to it. Derek forced Simon to sit by the wall so that he was separated from Tori.

When the movie started, I tried to get into the plot, but I inevitably found myself critiquing most of it. Most of the time I was thinking of what I would have done better. By the middle of the movie, I was critiquing so much that I had no idea what was happening in the movie. It wasn't until the main guy (or at least I think it was) had his head blown off that I actually reacted. I wasn't exactly proud of my reaction. I'd like to say that after what I've gone through, a guy getting his head blown off wouldn't make me jump and scream, but unfortunately, I'd be wrong. In my defense, Tori screamed too and so did half the theatre, including the guys. Of course, my guys didn't. Simon sat on the edge of his seat so engrossed in the movie I'm sure a bomb could go off next to him and he wouldn't hear it. Derek, on the other hand, looked over at me and raised his eyebrows, asking if I was okay. I nodded and he grabbed my hand, not entirely convinced.

The rest of the movie pretty much went exactly like that. I'd start to relax and then out of nowhere, somebody got blown to pieces. Throughout the rest of the movie, I get a firm grip on Derek's hand and even once in a while had to use his arm to bury my face into, trying to get rid of the mental picture. By the end, I was even shaking. I had to keep my arm wrapped around Derek to stop myself. Walking out of the theatre, Simon was in a good mood, smiling stupidly.

"Wasn't that awesome?" he said. "I was on the edge of my seat the entire time!"

Tori sent him the darkest glare anyone could possible manage. If we weren't in public, she would have sent an knockback spell so powerful, he would have flown through the wall. It's happened before. I didn't answer him. I was too focused on not jumping everyone time someone walked around a corner. Coincidently, the only one of us who wasn't affected by the movie was the werewolf who currently had his arm around me. All the blood and gore hadn't even made him blink.

"The next time you recommend a movie," Tori said, "I'm locking you in the basement."

"Why?" he said. "That was great!"

"That was awful," she said, grabbing a handful of the popcorn before tossing the rest. When Simon walked ahead of her, she grabbed the back of his shirt and dropped the popcorn down. He jumped and started clawing at his back, trying to get it out. We just walked past him and out the doors toward the car. After a couple of minutes, a pissed of Simon walked out and got into the back.

The ride home was filled with silence. Derek was busy watching the road and I spent the trip staring out the window. Tori, even after the popcorn, still was pissed at Simon and glared at him the entire time. The feeling was mutual as he spent the time glaring back. When we pulled into the driveway, I saw that the other car was parked in front of the house, meaning Kit and Aunt Lauren were home.

…,,,…

We had pizza for supper, but I couldn't find the appetite to even take a bite. Aunt Lauren was concerned and kept asking if I was feeling okay. After reassuring her twenty times, I excused myself and went upstairs to lie down. After ten minutes, I heard the door open and shut. The light flashed on, but I didn't turn around. I heard Tori rooting through her dresser and shutting it rather loudly. She then proceeded to turn off the light and leave. I waited for her to come back in, but she never did. After a half hour, I started to fall asleep when I heard the door open again, this time without the light turning on. My blanket lifted slightly and the bed dipped as Derek crawled in next to me, dropping the blanket and wrapping his arm around me. I sighed and leaned back into him.

"I have an idea," he said and I smiled.

…,,,…

"What's the surprise?" Simon asked, following us into the small living room in the back of the house.

"You'll see," I said, walking in. I stayed by the door while Simon walked in farther. He made it to the other side before he realized that we weren't following. He turned around and gave us a confused look.

"What's going on?" he asked, sounding a little nervous.

"Well, because you seem to love movies so much," Derek started.

"We thought we'd let we watch one," I finished.

Simon's smile faltered and he turned around to face the TV just in time for Derek to turn it on with the remote conveniently stashed in his pocket. Simon gasped when he saw Twilight on the screen. Derek hit play and we ran out, locking the door on the outside. I heard Simon run across the room and start pounding on the door yelling at us to let him out. I looked up at Derek and we started laughing.

"Sorry, bro," Derek said, "An eye for an eye."

"And a tooth for a tooth," I said. I smiled up at Derek, who grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen, where Tori was waiting.

"And?" she said.

"The deed is done," I said, trying to keep a straight face.

"Did he scream?" she asked.

"Oh, yes he did," I said, grabbing a Coke from the fridge and sitting at the counter.

"Good," she said. "He deserves it."

We sat in silence for a minute before anyone spoke.

"Want to see a movie?" Tori asked.

"Okay," Derek said, grabbing the car keys.

I stood up and remembered Simon. "Shouldn't we tell Simon?"

"Let him suffer," Tori said, walking out the door. I looked to Derek, who just shrugged and followed Tori outside. I looked back one more time before walking out with them, locking the door behind me.

Okay, so this started out better in my head. Oh well. And I know its short. I have a new poll on my profile which will affect which story I update sooner. If nobody chooses, I will pick myself.