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Chapter 8 (Adventure?!)

The minute we stepped foot in our condo room, Simon rushed to the living room to play his newly bought games. I went straight to my room to finally start reading out little 'adventures'. Tori kept on rambling and squealing about how fun tomorrow will be. Derek, though, went to get his dad to tell him what happened. Dad's out, thank goodness. Even though he and Mr. Bae discuss work and other stuff, he still doesn't know about the supernatural world.

I entered my room, took out Simon's sketchbook from my drawer, plopped down on my bed, and started reading.

The first page was of a house. It looks like on of those old mansion-styled houses, and the side it says 'Lyle House'. In the text boxes it says, 'A group home for disturbed teens. This is where our adventures start.'

I flipped to the next page. Here, I saw me in a kitchen peeling carrots. It looks so much like the kitchen from my dream. Here, it portrayed me smiling slightly, whistling softly. 'Chlor Saunders, 15. Admitted in Lyle House only a few hours ago. Little did she know that this establishment is not as it seems.' The next picture is with a hand, tapping me on the shoulder from behind. In the same picture box, it shows me jumping with surprise and squealing, dropping the carrot and the peeler in the process. It showed me turn around and saw Simon, one hand raised in a 'hi' gesture, the other in his pocket. The conversation went the same way it did in my dream, difference is that it connects the story rather than disappearing and reappearing again. The page stopped where Derek surprised me.

Derek in this story looks completely different from the Derek now. Here he has acne all over his face, his hair looks greasy - was it really? - and hung in his eyes, which is actually normal for him. Simon, though, looks the same and Tori has yet to make an appearance.

I turned the page and it was a few hours later. Everyone was in a long table. Derek was on one side, from what the picture motions, it looks like he's scarfing down his food. Simon was talking to me, the rest were either eating, talking or playing hand-held devices. The next panel was of Tori talking to me, she asked what my school is and I said 'Art School' then she referenced what we're learning as 'Ghost photography' and 'Ghost writing'. This is apparently the part where they find out about my ability to see and talk to ghosts, though I didn't know it was from Tori and it doesn't look like that they know that they're half-sibling from Simon's attitude towards her to Tori's reaction when he called her a 'bitch'. Tori then said something about Liz having a poltergeist and Liz stared at her wide-eyed and freaked out.

I flipped a couple pages when I figured what looks like the basement crawlspace. Bones and skeletons were clearly seen poking and holding me, mu back to them while Derek holds me. The next panel shows me holding my necklace, I looked relaxed. The next shows that the s-.

I heard my door open. I looked up and saw Derek by the doorway. "Hey." I said to him smiling.

"Hey." He sauntered over the bed and sat beside me, he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, I complied. "Which part are you on?"

"I skipped a couple pages because I want to find the basement."

He raised an eyebrow. "Why?" He asked.

"'Cuz that's our first adventure," I explained then looked up at him, "right?" He nodded.

I leaned against him and started reading again.

The skeletons were on the ground un-moving. Then Derek saying something about cleaning up, little did I know that he meant reburying the bodies. We climbed out of the crawl space and fixed ourselves up.

The next page has an old lady appearing to be walking down the stairs and stopped dead on her tracks when she saw out tattered states... and apparently jumped to conclusions. I started stuttering excuses of why we were filthy and that made her more suspicious. The next panel was of Derek and me in what looks like an office. The woman who caught us and another lady who looked younger was there and was asking us questions about what we were doing and - as the same as before - jumped to conclusions and thought that we were doing... that, especially when I stammered "I-I guess so. We were exploring -" when the younger lady - Dr. Gill, Derek answered when I asked - cut me off and said "I bet you were." And the older woman - Mrs. Talbot - didn't change the look she gave us from the crawl space.

What I noticed was that I was the only one talking. Derek didn't say a single word throughout the whole scene.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked.

He shifted a bit then answered, "'Cuz it'll look more suspicious if you keep saying excuses, as you have read." He said the last statement with a huge amount of sarcasm. I rolled my eyes.

"Chloe?! Derek! Dinner!" Dad called.

"We're coming! Just a sec!" I called back.

"'We'?!" He accused, I rolled my eyes.

"Just a sec, dad!" I called back.

"Protective dad." Derek stated.

"I guess." I then heard his stomach growl, I giggled and he gave me a half-hearted glare. "Go then, if you're hungry. I'll be out soon, just need to check on something."

"If the food's gone by the time you went out it's not my fault."

"Uh-huh, sure." I said sarcastically. He gave me a smile and a peck on the forehead and went out to the kitchen.

I flipped to the ending of the story. Simon did say that he - well, we - haven't finished the story yet. The last was of a backyard with something behind of what looks like a shed. The next panel closed up on it and it looks like a warped face with me right beside it in a comforting way. I read what the speech bubbles said and my eyes widened. 'Derek? Is there anything I can do?'

What was happening to him? Is he changing?

I closed the sketch pad and brought it up to my chest when a paper fell out of it. I picked it up and flipped it open. My mouth dropped from shock and covered it with my hand. It was me and a black wolf with green eyes in a clearing; I had my arms around the wolf's neck. It's not finished, the only things that were colored are me and the wolf and some of the trees to represent the forest and a full moon in between two clouds illuminating us. At the bottom it read 'To Chloe and Derek. Glad you two found each other.' Derek was the wolf! I dropped my hand to my chest and hugged the sketchbook closer and kept looking at the black-haired wolf. The eyes were the same shade, but it didn't have Derek's glow.

'Of course it doesn't! It's a picture stupid.' The voice inside my head said.

My stomach growled, I felt my cheeks heat up though there isn't another person in the room.

"Chloe!" Dad shouted, I jumped.

"Hurry up Chloe! Derek's vacuuming up the food!" Another voice shouted which I recognized as Simon. I actually imagined Derek's mouth turn into a vacuum sucking up all the food. I laughed at that.

"Okay! Okay! I'm coming!" I called back. I put the picture back in the sketchbook and the sketchbook back in my drawer. I headed for the kitchen.

When I got there, Simon was rubbing his head while eating lasagna, probably caused by Derek. Derek's eating like nothing happened. He looked up and smiled when he saw me and I smiled back. I sat beside him, but not without hugging Simon first, which got me confused looks from everyone, especially Derek. "I'll tell you later." I told him, he nodded as I took a slice of lasagna.

"So," dad started. All attention is on him, "I got the tickets for tomorrow. Front seats."

Tori squealed. "Seriously?!"

"Yes. I get that you're a fan?" she nodded enthusiastically.

"I need to choose an outfit!" Tori ran to our shared bedroom and slammed the door.

"Never seen her that excited over anything." Simon commented.

"Well… Jaime Vegas is sort of a celebrity." I said.

"Well if it keeps her from being such a bitch then I'm good with it."

"Simon! Be nice to your sister!" Kit scolded.

"Aw c'mon dad," he whined, "she's not nice to me so why should I be to her?"

"Because I'm a lady, gay man. Deal with it." Tori said, coming back from the room.

Simon scoffed, "Some lady who snores that wakes up the whole neighborhood."

"Wha- I do- I do not snore!" she defended.

Simon smirked, "Of course you do. Just ask Chloe."

Tori turned to me. "Chloe, do I snore?"

"W-Well… umm…" it would seem rude if I tell her, right?

"See? She's speechless! Told ya." Simon said.

"She didn't say anyth-" she was cut off by Kit.

"Enough! Both of you!"

"Sorry, dad." Simon apologized.

"Yeah, sorry." Tori too.

"Well, ok then." Dad started. "We'll be leaving tomorrow at 4 PM. Everyone clear?" he was answered by a chorus of 'Yes's.

Simon then spoke up, "By the way, Chloe."

"Yeah?" I answered, taking the last bite of the lasagna.

"What was with the hugs?" he wiggled his eyebrows, I giggled, Derek frowned.

"I actually saw something interesting in your sketchbook."

Simon perked up suddenly feeling nervous, "Like what?"

"A picture that you made of me and Derek." I answered.

"Which one?" he asked, nervous still.

Why is he so nervous?

"It's not finished, but of me and Derek at a clearing in the woods with a full moon illuminating us."

He relaxed, "Oh! You saw that, huh? Well my gift is spoilt."

"Gift for what?" Derek asked his brother.

"You guys' 1st year anniversary. And now I have to find another one."

I suddenly felt bad, "Sorry."

"Nah, it's cool. But you owe me, Saunders."

I laughed, "If it's reasonable, sure."

"I'll get the dishes. You kids get ready for bed." Kit said.

"You don't really need to do that, Kit." Dad said.

"I told you, it's the least I could do." He smiled and grabbed our plates and went to work.

We all stood up and went to my and Tori's room, dad went to the living room to listen to the news.

"It's tomorrow! I'm so excited!" Tori cried and plopped down on the bed once the door's closed.

"We get it, Tori! You're excited, shut it!" Simon exclaimed, sitting on the floor, back resting on the bed.

"Oh shut up, Simon! I'm excited, I can't help it."

I sat down at the head of my bed, Derek beside me. "I still can't believe that we met actual supernaturals who really wants to help us."

"Dad said that the council was originally only consists witches but a few years ago, the daughter of their leader was banned from their coven and now leads the Council, after her mother." Derek said.

"Where's her mother now?"

"Dead."

"Oh."

"Well, you boys get out. Us girls need our beauty sleep." Tori said, doing a shooing motion.

"Yeah. Tori really need that beauty sleep." Simon interjected, laughing. The next thing I knew he's on his back a few feet from the bed and Tori has her hands outstretched.

"What the hell, Tori?" he shouted.

"Out, gay man!" she then turned to Derek, "You too, wolf boy!"

Derek growled, "I told you not to call me that!"

"Too bad!" she mocked, hands on her hips.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow." I gave Derek a small kiss on the lips and waved a goodbye to both of them. Tori closed the door.

"Do you and Simon really need to get on each other's cases all the time?" I asked her.

"I can't help it! I just have to." She defended, "And besides, Simon starts it everytime."

"Oh come on, he does not."

"Fine. We switch places, ok?"

I laughed, "Ok."

"I'm going to sleep. Night."

"Night."

I closed the lights and went to bed.


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