Hello! So I just wanted to see if you guys had any questions about Claire's character. If you want any details about her I would be glad to tell you! And I want to see if you can figure out who Effy is also.. It might take a couple of chapters before I review who she really is. Please review when you're done reading I want to see what your opinions are and if you have any thoughts on what I should include you should totally tell me and I might just include them! Thanks! –Sarah

The next week, Effy and I were sitting on the floor in my room trying to figure out what to do. Effy was rummaging through old pictures of me laughing at how much of a girly girl I was and how I was one of the boys at the same time. I had a lot of guy friends, but they all have feelings for me so I always have to make sure that I'm not alone with any of them so they don't try anything on me and then ruin our friendship and then make things awkward.

"Let's have Michael Summers over!" Effy squealed, wiggling her eyebrows. She has always wanted me to be with Michael Summers because she thought that he was perfect for me. Tall, blonde, a country boy, and he was strong so he could protect me no matter what. I didn't need protection though. I was strong for my age because I had been in gymnastics, cheerleading, volleyball, and track. I was very in shape and I took kick boxing classes every summer. I didn't want a boy who babied me all the time thinking I was extremely fragile and not letting me do anything. I wanted a boy who would do stupid things with me like riding dirt bikes or bungee jumping. Not someone who wanted me home safe all the time and not letting me join all of the fun. I hate feeling like I'm trapped and feeling like I have no freedom at all. That's why I hate it when people tell me what to do; I like being in control. I guess that's also why I'm claustrophobic. I need room to breathe and I need to be free.

"If we have Michael Summers over, then we're having multiple guys over," I laughed and threw popcorn at her.

"I know!" She hopped up excitedly, "We can go rock climbing with a group of people."

Effy knew me so well; I absolutely love rock climbing. It made me feel strong. I started texting my friends off of my phone telling them to meet me and Effy at the rock climbing place and before we knew it Effy and I were in matching yoga pants with our matching hoodies from Pink. Mine was a bright pink while hers was sky blue. It was the perfect rock climbing outfit. I pulled my straightened hair into a tight, long ponytail and put a thin, light pink sweatband in my hair.

We hopped down the stairs and just about ran into Frankie in the kitchen.

"Oh hey," Frankie said nervously trying to look at me but his eyes kept drifting to Effy. He was crazy about her and I know she was crazy for him, but they were just too stubborn to admit it. I honestly didn't mind; hell if they got married then Effy and I would be sisters. That would be amazing!

"Hey Frankie," I said, "You wanna go rock climbing with us?"

"Sure!" he said excitedly and then he looked at Effy and then stuttered, "I-I mean unless you don't want me to." Frankie was always different around Effy. Normally, he was a country boy who wasn't afraid of anything and he was tough and didn't let people get to him, but with Eff, he was nervous and stuttery, it was quite hilarious for me.

"That'd be great, we'll see you there," Eff winked and we walked out the door.

It was raining again, but I didn't care. I honestly loved everything about the rain. I loved the smell and the idea of dancing and kissing in the rain. Effy always seemed in a better mood when it rained, also. We made it to downtown, Nashville in no time and five of my closest guy friends were there. Dylan, Braydon, Michael, Jordan, and Kyle were all already climbing and Michael just about fell when he saw me walk in. I used to have feelings for Michael but they weren't strong enough and something was always missing when I was with him. He was just like a brother to me.

Rock climbing ended and all the guys wanted to go to Noshville for dinner.

"Sorry guys," I apologized, "I have family that should be at my house any minute and I haven't seen them in three years."

Effy squealed in excitement. She had only met my dad's side of the family, but she hasn't met my mom's. They're from La Push and they are the most welcoming people that I have ever met. They adore me, but they always seem worried right when I open the door.

My aunt, Emily, was gorgeous. Some people didn't think so because of the rigid scar that she has on her face from the bear attack, but for me her face was filled with kindness and happiness. She was the happiest person I have ever met.

My uncle, Sam, was a big guy, not fat, but muscular and strong. He always had a stern expression on his face except for when he laid eyes on Aunt Emily. They were so in love it was crazy. I don't even think that they've been in a fight before. They were truly soul mates and I was jealous of their love. Uncle Sam always worried about me and he was protective of who I would hang out with. Hopefully he will love Eff because I don't know what I would do if he didn't. Well, honestly I didn't care. I knew Effy better than I knew any of them.

My little cousin, Robbie, was fifteen. The last time I saw him, he was short, scrawny, and immature. He liked to piss me off and I thought he was a little brat. I still loved him to death though so I was super excited to see him.

My other little cousin, Reighn, was also fifteen; Robbie's twin sister. She was the cutest kid. She had straight, black hair and tanned skin. She always had a smile on her face and she looked up to me. She still texts me all the time to see how I'm doing. She's so adorable and I love having a little cousin that looks up to me. She has chocolate eyes and she is a stick and very short. Well, at least she was last time I saw her. I had been looking forward to them coming over to visit for weeks now.

Effy and I headed home and as soon as we got settled up in my room, my doorbell rand and we both sprinted back down the stairs. I opened the door quickly and out of breath and squealed when I saw my family sitting in front of me. When I laid my eyes onto Robbie though, my mouth dropped. He. Was. Huge. And when I mean huge, I mean huge. He was at least 6'4" and he was ripped. His hair wasn't shaggy anymore, it was cropped short and he had a strong jawline. I guess he was no longer my little cousin anymore.

I ran up and gave him a hug and he picked me up in a tight bear hug.

"Robbie," I squeaked, "I can't breathe."

"Oh," he laughed and dropped me, "I guess I don't know my own strength." I smiled at him and looked at Reighn. Lord she was beautiful. She was around 5'11' and she was tan and curvy. Her sleek, black hair reached her butt and she had long, model legs that I was very jealous of. Not to mention she was tiny and had huge boobs that looked perfect. Geez these Indians are only fifteen and they look like adults.

I gave Aunt Em and Uncle Sam a hug and introduced them to Effy. Robbie and Sam exchanged glances, they're eyebrows were furrowed while Aunt Emily and Reighn's eyes were wide.

"I'm so happy to meet you!" Effy squealed and gave each of them a hug. Robbie stiffened when she reached him, but relaxed a little after Uncle Sam nodded at him. Effy scrunched her nose a little bit, but then she still had her cheerful Effy face.

We ate dinner together and Frankie kept commenting on how huge Robbie was.

"Man what's your secret?" he gushed, "I go to the gym all the time and there's no way I can get that ripped."

"Well, we do a lot of running and hunting in La Push, so I guess that helps," Robbie said casually. He and Uncle Sam exchanged knowing glances again, but I chose to ignore it.

By the end of the night we were all laughing and playing games while my mother and Emily caught up. Effy and Reighn got along very well and I felt a slight weight lift from my shoulders when I realized that. Reighn was the one that I was hoping would like Effy. They were so much alike and I really hoped that they would get along.

Effy went home and my aunt, uncle, and cousins stayed at a hotel. I decided to go out on a run early in the morning. The fog was out and I was wearing my favorite Juicy sweat suit. On the run, I felt like someone was following, but it wasn't the same presence as normal. This one felt evil. I decided to cut the run short and headed home.

Something was wrong. My front door was wide open, but the alarms weren't blaring. I crept inside and the hair on the back of my neck rose. I walked into my kitchen and gasped. Marie was on the floor dead. She looked like she had her neck eaten. I covered my mouth and ran up to my parents' bedroom. The sheets were soaked in crimson blood and my father was lying there dead. I ran to the hiding spot in my house and my mother was hiding there also, weeping.

"Mom," I whispered, "Where's Frankie?"

"Out with friends," she whispered back, "I sent him a text telling him to go to the hotel to get Sam and Robbie, to tell them to get help."

Footsteps were heard in the hall in front of us. We were hiding in an air vent and I saw black stilettoes. There was a wicked laugh and then the girl ripped open the vent.

"Run!" my mother shrieked just as the girl grabbed my mother and snapped her neck. I screamed and looked her straight in the eyes. They were bright red! She had white blonde hair and pale skin, but she was drop dead gorgeous and very tall. She started heading towards me when Effy ran up and pushed her, more like threw her across the room.

Effy turned and looked at me with a worried face, "Go!" I ran and jumped into a fire escape and just as I thought that I was away, something slammed into the back of my head. Everything went black.

Alright so that is the end of Chapter 3! I hope you liked it. It's about to get really intense and I will try to have chapter 4 uploaded by the end of the night but I don't think I will. Please review and tell me your thoughts, it means a lot to me! -Sarah