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"My waffles!" I cried, coming down the stairs freshly showered and changed. "Chas! You ate my waffles!"

I glared at him from the stairs. Chas was sitting on the couch looking innocently up at me. There was no visual evidence that he had them, but I knew.

"Did not!" Chas said.

"There are no waffles in the toaster and I know that I put them there before I went to take a shower!" I said, coming the rest of the way down the stairs.

"I thought you forgot about them!"

"Chas, I'm going to kill you. I really like waffles and I was really looking forward to them."

"Shit, I'm sorry."

I laughed for a second, "You are an ass man, they're just waffles. Where's Angela and John?"

"Car-talking-can you move to the left a little? I can't see the TV." Chas said, leaning far to the right.

"Gah, you are a typical guy." I said, heading for the door.

"Can I have more waffles?"

"Yea, they are in the freezer-AH FUCK!" I yelled as I opened the door.

"Joe. Hey, it's nice to see you too!" My neighbor Hunter said as he opened my screen door and stepped inside.

Hunter was roughly my age, maybe a little older. I never bothered to care. He was about my height, dark blond hair, dark brown eyes. Some girls considered him very good looking. Even I did once. That is, until I got to know him.

He wasn't the greatest person in the world. In fact he was quite an egotistical asshole, but he could be decent when he wanted to be.

"Hey neighbor girl." He said, "What's up? Who are all these people laying around your yard? Didn't your dad say you weren't supposed to have people over when he's not here?" Hunter's eyes slid from me to Chas, who had just walked back into the living room with a mouth full of waffle. "Who's this? Your newest flavor of the week?"

"What do you want Hunter? I'm a little busy." I said stepping in front of him to block his view of Chas.

"Eh, I just wanted to come by to see what's going oh. Oh hey- who's this?" Hunter said as Angela walked into the house.

Oh, figures, I thought, he just wanted to meet Angela.

"Oh, I'm Angela." She said with a rather disgusted look on her face.

Good, she sees right through him.

Just as John walked through the door, Hunter turned and I could have sworn he whispered 'Constantine' under his breath.

Nobody else seemed to have caught it though, so I ignored it.

"And who are you?" Hunter asked, looking John dead in the eye.

"I'm James." John said. Angela kept staring at Hunter intently.

I didn't dare look at John incase my face gave away that he was lying. Something didn't seem right though. John seemed like the type of person to let everyone know who he was. Ironically, like Hunter.

"I'm Hunter, Hunter O'Brian." He said extending his hand. "So nice to meet you James."

John took Hunters hand and shook it quickly. I could sense that John was not comfortable around him. Neither was Angela. I myself was beginning to feel uneasy.

"Well, we better get going. Big day ahead of us." Angela said, after a moment of awkward silence.

"Oh really! Where are you guys going? And who are you by the way? I don't believe I have ever seen you guys around before." Hunter said pointing to Chas.

Aunt! I thought fiercely hoping my new psychic power worked. You are my aunt from Nevada! He knows I've got family out there!

"Mother's side?" The words just popped into my head, there was no voice, it was just there. Yes! I thought again.

"I'm Clair's sister. We just flew over from Nevada to visit Josephinea." Angela said. "We were actually about to take her to breakfast."

"Oh! That's nice." Hunter said with a fake smile. "Well, I better not hold you guys up any more then."

"Yea, bye Hunter." I said.

"Later Joe." He replied, turning and walking out the door.

"What the hell was that? I don't like him. Who is he?" John said, rounding on me.

"Hey, not so harsh buddy. That was Hunter, my neighbor." I said turning around and scooping my purse up off the ground. "Can we go now? I'm getting creepy vibes."

"Yea, come on Chas."

"Where are we going?"

"Just drive." John replied, walking out the door and slamming the screen shut behind him.