Okay, sorry that I didn't post sooner, but I'm failing math so my mom is pretty pissed so now I can only update on weekends unless can bring my grade up to at least a C+ before report cards. They don't come out till like the middle of January so I'll just be updating on Sunday or Saturday for a while. Maybe on Fridays. R&R&E (the e stands for enjoy!)

Disclamer; I don't darkest powers

DPOV

"No, Simon," I said defiantly. Too bad he couldn't tell I meant it.

"I'm a sorcerer." Damn it Simon!

"You know what..."Chloe started, "... I can see it. But I'm jealous!"

"What?" I asked confused.

"Simon gets do a bunch of cool things with spells like Harry Potter and I only get the ability to be scared shitless by burnt up ghosts? That's hardly fair!"she explained. Again, I couldn't help but laugh-or at least my version of laughing- she really was just too cute.

There you go with that again. Starting to see a pattern yet...

You know, you're really no help when you just egg me on.

"So what are you," Chloe turned to me.

I can't tell her. She can't know that I'm a werewolf. She'll be horrified and disgusted and never speak to me again. Then again, she hasn't known about the supernatural world before today, so she wouldn't know about what a bad reputation my people have. And yet...

Thankfully I didn't have to answer her because Simon interrupted me with a completely unrelated topic.

"Hey Chlo,"-if he calls her that one more time I just might have to rip his head off- "when's Dad coming home? 'Cus if you haven't called and told him about Derek being here yet, you might want to give him a heads up."

Her face scrunched up in confusion then her eyes got wide and she gasped. "Oh right! I totally forgot that he was coming home tonight! I doubt he'll remember when he came home if I did tell him though..." She sounded a little sad towards the end and it made me worried. I couldn't stand to see her sad. I'd have to ask her about it later when Simon wasn't around. She seemed really close to him-which kind of bugged me for some reason- but I don't think she'd want to talk about whatever this was with him.

"Well... maybe we should give Derek a room while we wait. He shouldn't be home 'till about 6:30. We've got about an hour and a half."

"Good idea," Chloe said while getting off of my lap. I immediately missed her presence, so I pretended like all of the technology that I've never seen before frightened instead of intrigued me and stuck close to her side. I got a weird look from her for this, but the understanding of my fake phobia shone brightly and she gave my hand a light squeeze and made no move to get away from me. A small blush crept across my cheeks and I averted my face to keep her from seeing. She'd probably just think I was embarrassed over being afraid of inanimate objects, but I wasn't taking the risk. Why I was blushing? Don't ask me. I just know I was.

However, when I turned away, I turned to see a scowling- very pissed off- Simon. Unlike Chloe, he saw through my fake excuse. Either he's a very protective older brother or he has a thing for his adoptive sister. I'd much rather it be option one, but I knew it wasn't the latter. I ignored him and followed Chloe to a hallway that had two doors on one side and two on the other.

"Okay Derek, you can pick any one of these three spare rooms," she announced. I gave her a quizzical look. Aren't there four doors here...

"Chlo,"- if Chloe wasn't in my way Simon wouldn't have his head right now!-"there are four empty rooms." A weird look passed over her face and then she sprinted to the second door on the right. She stepped into the door way and spread her arms out in front of the door.

"He can't have this one." she said defensively.

Simon gave her a weird look then cautiously asked, "Why not...?"

She looked down for a moment and swallowed loudly. She looked back up at us again fighting tears. "He... he j-j-just c-can't o-o-o-o-kay?" I just couldn't help it. I went over to her and whipped away a tear that had escaped her eyes. She just looked so broken. She bit her lip then looked away.

"Uh... you guys pick out Derek's room. I'm g-gonna go make s-something to eat. You guys want anything?" Simon and I both nodded as Chloe retreated into the kitchen. I wonder why she was so upset. And why had I whipped that tear off her face? Why the fuck did Chloe keep making me feel things that I'd never thought I'd ever have to worry about feeling?

It's because you love her idiot!

What?

For God's sake! She's your mate!

Really? Are you absolutely-

"What was that?" Simon spat. I opened my mouth to answer but he cut me off. "And don't say it's nothing because that was definitely something."

I sighed and ran my hands through my hair that had just recently been slashed with a knife and it now hung in my eyes instead of being past my shoulders. It wasn't emo, but it was long compared to Simons'. "I just don't like seeing her upset, that's all. Why is that so wrong? Did you like seeing her like that?" He looked at me like I'd just slapped him, then he stormed away. I picked the room across from the one Chloe didn't want anyone to have and then went to the kitchen with them.

CPOV

"Okay Derek, you can pick any one of these three spare rooms," I announced smiling broadly. He gave me a weird look and my smile faltered.

"Chlo,"- I swear if I wasn't in the way, Derek would have just ripped Simons head off- "there are four empty rooms." Oh crap! That's right he didn't know...

I ran to the doorway of the second door on the right. He couldn't have this room. No one could ever go in this room. I wouldn't allow it. Then they'd know, and think I was crazy. I spread my arms across the door still facing them.

"He can't have this one," I said defensively. Crap! Now I sounded suspicious...

Simon looked at me cautiously then said, "Why not...?"

I looked down at my feet for a moment. I wanted to tell him- I really did. But he couldn't know. He wouldn't understand. I hated that I couldn't tell him, it killed me, but I resisted the urge to come clean. I gulped and looked up at then fighting back tears.

"He... he j-j-just c-can't o-o-o-o-kay?" Unfortunately one of the tears had beat me in the battle to keep from crying and crept down my face. Derek came over to me and planted himself 3 inches in front of me. My heart beat faster as he reached up and whipped the tear off my cheek with his thumb. I don't know why, but for some strange reason, I really wanted to kiss him right now. I had this feeling in my stomach that I couldn't explain. It was strange but I liked it. I looked away and bit my lip then mumbled something about being hungry and asked if they wanted anything. They both nodded and I slipped past them into the kitchen.

Derek couldn't have that room because it was my Secrets Room. I had a knife in the dresser drawer that I used to cut my upper left arm and a lighter and hair clip in the other drawer to put burns on my upper right arm. I never did any marks bellow an inch above my elbow. No one had ever seen them, and no one ever will. I also went into that room to cry and puke in its private bathroom. I'm bulimic. I'm not happy with the way I look, but I can't help but eat a lot of junk food. So I found a way to eat what ever I want and have the body I like. No one noticed. No one seemed to care. I wanted to tell somebody so that I wouldn't have to carry the secrets around with me all the time, but no one would understand. No one would ever understand.

Okay this may sound weird, but these problems are what lead to Chloe and Derek having a lemon, which should be in the next chapter! Love you guys! I'll try to update soon but again with the whole failing math thing. Plus now I'm in my school play! Yay for me, I just found out today. The play is High School Musical and I'm playing Kelsey, you know the piano person.