Heyyyy! So sorry I haven't updated anything in like…ffoorreevverr. Okay, not forever, but a long time. So, I'll try to make this longer for ya'll!

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"Guys Brandon's missing."

Eve dropped her fork and Shane's eyebrows rose almost to his hairline. Claire felt a little out of the loop.

"Um, who's Brandon?"

"Vamp." Shane was looking at Eve. So was Michael. "Dumbass one at that." He glanced at her. "How do you know about the vampires anyway?"

Eve, still pale, turned to Claire, waiting for an explanation. Michael didn't take his eyes of Eve.

"You answer my question first. You told me what Brandon is but who he is. Then I'll answer yours."

Shane seemed impressed. "Okayyyy. Fine. Brandon is a guy. He uhhh-"

Some color had returned to Eve's cheeks. "He owns people. I used to be one of them. He tends to bite them. Cause you know-vamp-but no one really stops him." Eve paused. "He's one of the reasons I turned Goth and when I left I-I left him to my little brother. Not-not much I can do now, I guess." Eve seemed near tears.

Claire reached out to her a second before Michael. "Eve. I'm so sorry. You didn't have to tell me that. Really. I understand."

Eve waved of her kind words. "It's okay. It's done with. Now, since we told you about Brandon and I told you something about me, you tell something about yourself to us."

Claire looked around at the faces of her new roommates. Michaels, suspicious. Eve, sad and hopeful. Shane, curious and concerned. If she told them, she'd be putting them in danger and yet….she'd never told anyone. She felt she could trust them, and once she thought about it, everything seemed to want to burst from her mouth.

"Okay, my parents are dead, that's why they don't exactly care were I am. And as to knowing about the vampires, that's because they killed my parents. So, like I said before, I'm different."

Silence. They had all stopped eating and Michael had dropped his paper. Before they could speak, Claire grabbed at the paper to see what Michael was reading. There it was, Missing: If seen, please contact the Founder immediately. Underneath the title was a picture of the missing, Brandon. The picture was small, but there was no mistaking him. That was the vampire Claire had killed just last night.

Claire stood up from the table as Shane started to talk. "Claire, we're so sor-"

She held up her hand. "Leave it. I hate pity. Please. But thanks, I guess." She smiled. "Eve, I don't think you're going to have to worry about Brandon anymore." She walked to set her plate in the sink and grabbed her backpack. Her roommates seemed at a loss for words. "Oh, and thanks for breakfast. It was great! See you after school!" She ran up to the door and walked into the bright sunlight.

She was already half way towards TPU when she remembered. Monica. Shit. She'd be looking for Claire. Claire had been thinking about how good it felt to tell someone about her mom and dad. She hadn't told them the whole story, no, but still, she didn't feel so…lonely. She was scared of Monica, yes. Which you may think is weird, with her killing vampires in cold blood. But Monica wasn't a soul-less creature…well…one could argue…but Claire couldn't exactly kill a living breathing teenager. And Monica just….scared her. Monica could hurt Claire; had hurt Claire, and Claire shouldn't have a weapon on campus and couldn't fight back. She killed vamps with science, not strength. But, she had to go to school. Never missed a day. Not even when her parents died. Maybe, now that she was living somewhere else, she didn't have to be as worried. She still could go to school. She'd just have to start defending herself more. She could do it. With one deep breath Claire walked to campus.

There! So, I wrote all of that on the spot, so tell me what you think! And I need help! Should Michael, Shane and Eve find out about her killing vamps soon? Or should Claire get to know them more? Should Michael still be turned into a vamp? And what about Monica? Tell me what you think! REVIEW! THANKS FOR READING:D