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Summary: For a week Chloe has had to deal with another, taller, prettier girl flirting with Derek. And boy let me tell you…she is getting tired of it! So what happens when she has reached the final straw and there are no more stones to throw?

Disclaimer: DP is only on loan to me so I can play with ideas. Not really. But I am playing with the ideas!!! Yay Kelley Armstrong for thinking of this wonderful trilogy!

The Kiss That Changed Everything

Chloe POV

I sat in my room staring out the window, completely pissed off.

Pissed at what?

Her name is Natasha.

She has perfectly straight, long, thick black hair.

While my hair is just now blond again and still baby fine.

She has dark brown eyes that are like swirling milk chocolate.

I don't even know how to describe my eyes other than blue.

She is three inches taller than me with curves in all the right places.

I'm just a twig.

She has the face of a pixie, beautiful and innocent with high cheek bones and everything.

Me? All I saw when I looked in the mirror lately was the dark circles and how mad I looked.

Her favorite hobby is flirting…with Derek.

And that mad me angry.

I don't know what Derek thought of her because every time I saw her with him I turned on my heels and walked away. And of all the times Derek and I have talked this week, I've never once asked about her because just the thought of her being near him made me want to scream.

Why didn't I just tell Derek how I felt about him so we could avoid all this trouble?

Because this is Derek we are talking about. The emotionless guy.

I shouldn't really say emotionless though. You have to feel happy to smile a real heartfelt happy person smile and he has. With me. In the past week. As for whether he has with Natasha? I couldn't say. And this pretending like she isn't bothering me thing is driving me absolutely crazy.

But sitting in my room brooding wasn't helping anything. So I went downstairs to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen.

I paused near the bottom of the stairs when I heard Natasha's voice. The stairs led directly into the living room where Natasha and Derek were.

"Explain that to me Derek."

It sounded like they were watching something on the history channel. It might be more accurate to say he was watching the TV while she was watching him like a predator watching its prey. I was seriously glad I didn't usually have a temper. Otherwise Natasha might not have a head right now.

I stormed by them just as she scooted closer, placed on hand on his leg and the other on the back of his neck. I didn't stick around long enough to see his reaction. I grabbed my water bottle from the kitchen and went outside, making sure that I slammed the door on the way out.

I walked out to the middle of the backyard and sat down under an old weeping willow. I didn't miss the irony of the tree I picked to sit under. There was an oak by the corner of the house I could have sat under but I picked the weeping willow because my heart was in pieces, crying its own form of tears. Just like the way the branches of my tree hung down, like the tree was sad.

I took a drink of my water then dug another stone out of the ground and threw it. I've been coming out here for four days and I'm going to need more stones soon. Every time Natasha made me mad I came out here to throw stones or just sit and think. Or cry.

"Chloe?" It was Tori. I glanced in her direction then tossed another stone somewhere.

She sat down next to me and pulled a rock out of the ground. It was the same size as her palm. She handed it to me.

"Take this and throw it at something. Pretend that something is Natasha's head. Trust me, it will make you feel much better."

"How do you know?" I asked taking the rock.

"It works for me. That girl just oozes skankiness." She fake gagged.

I actually laughed then stood up and chucked the rock as far as I could throw it.

She held up another rock for me to throw.

After I threw about ten or fifteen rocks, which Tori had to actually start looking for after seven, I felt better.

"Effective stress relief." Tori said looking at me with a smile.

I smiled. "Thanks."

"Tori! Chloe! Dinner is almost done." Simon called from the house.

"Find me one more rock. I'm going to throw it extra hard so I don't beat her over her head with a spoon when we go in."

She laughed then went on a search for another rock.

After that we both walked inside.

Living in the house with this girl made me want to rip apart one of those stress relieving balls, or better yet one that looked like a cow, where you squeeze and it's supposed to make you feel better. I wanted to turn it into confetti. That's how bad I wanted to shred this girl apart.

After dinner I went upstairs to the room I shared with Tori and changed into my pajamas. Then Tori came in.

"What are you up for doing tonight?"

"How about a movie? Something other than just sitting here doing nothing."

"Well, okay. But you know, watching a movie is sitting doing nothing."

I threw a pillow at her. "But our brains our occupied."

"True. Okay. I'll pick the movie, you pop popcorn."

"Deal."

"I'll be sure to pick something with a distractingly gorgeous guy."

I smiled then went to the kitchen and to my greatest delight I saw a wolf going after a rabbit. Derek not being the wolf. Natasha had her hands on Derek's chest, keeping him cornered in the kitchen. He tried to move away from her, especially when he saw me, but she wouldn't have it.

Then she wrapped one arm around his neck and kissed him. He jerked back but she wouldn't let him go.

I saw red.

"Oh, hell no!" I shrieked, then grabbed her shoulder and yanked her back. She stumbled back with a squeak. "If anyone should be kissing him it should be me!" I said before I turned to face Derek, grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down until his lips met mine.

I, honestly, don't know who was more surprised by what just happened. Me, Natasha or Derek. I'm pretty sure it was a three way tie.

But I kissed Derek with such passion and intensity I'm pretty sure he will never forget what girl likes him the best. And I'm pretty sure neither one of us will forget our first real kiss. Because the involuntary thing with Natasha wasn't a kiss.

I pulled away from him first.

"Damn." he said then he smiled. "Do that again."

I smiled back then draped my left arm across his shoulders and fisted my right hand in his hair as I kissed him again. Both his hand were on my back, pulling me closer to him.

I didn't really notice Natasha make a rude, kind of gross, not so ladylike noise in the back of her throat before she left the room.

Okay…maybe I noticed more than I let on.

This one was a fun one to write. Haha. Some might say Chloe was OOC, you know what I say?

Every girl, when extremely jealous or pissed off at another girl for flirting with the guy they like will get like this. I would know. I've been like that. Ha.

And remember to go check out my new crossover (Darkest Powers/Dark-Hunter). If you go read it and want to actually know what I'm talking about, send me a message. First chapter is up now. But if you don't read stories that are rated M, then never mind.

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