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Wow! I feel like it's been forever since I updated. But I'm really having a hard time thinking of something so if anyone has ideas that I can use for my story, I would appreciate it. And thanks to kandykane33, Jessica, Bree, and Haylie for reviewing. It means a lot to me that you did. SO, here is the new chapter.


Chapter 10-A New Mystery

Jay tripped over a big box in the middle of the floor, causing him to fall on the box that he was holding. He let out a puff of air and breathed deep to catch his breath. Erica came over next to him, giving him a 'way to go' look. He smiled dumbfounded. She rolled her eyes and walked away. He brushed himself off and stood.

Claire felt bad about them being so nice to her and her not repaying them so in return, she decided to move back into her house and have them stay too. Jay and Erica decided to take the boarding house and Claire offered them money to have. After declining it five times and her shoving it in Jay's pocket, they finally gave up and attained the money.

Everyone had their own room in the house along with their own bathroom, which made everyone happy. Claire had the biggest house on the Bluff's so there was plenty of room in the house. It was actually more of a mansion, with the in-ground pool and tennis court in the basement. And a beach yard almost bigger that the beaches itself. There were chandeliers even in the hallway. The rugs were all a white color and the kitchen was bigger than the pool.

Moving the stuff into the house was a hassle though because they had to walk up and down the steps 15 thousand times. Bradin took a spot on the couch and sighed. Coming up behind him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and startled him. He jumped and turned to see her beautiful face. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. He leaned in and kissed her passionately. When he broke the kiss, he smirked.

"This is going to be fun. Us all living in the house together. You and me living in this house. Great times," he raised an eyebrow and bit his bottom lip. "I can't wait."

Claire smiled devilish. "Oh really now? Well, I guess we'll see what happens in this house. Nothing too exiting I hope."

Bradin smiled. He felt like he was on top of the world living in a house like this one. And he had Claire to thank for it. He grabbed her tightly and spun her around two times. Letting her feet finally touch the ground he grinned widely. She shook her head.

"What was that for?" she asked, still swathed by Bradin's arms. Bradin shrugged.

"I just felt like doing it. Thank you," Bradin kissed her forehead.

Claire smiled perplexed. "For…what?"

"Well, for giving me the dream that I always wanted," Bradin moved even closer to her.

"And what dream is that?" Claire asked.

"You," Bradin said softly. Claire breathed deeply. What he said took her breath away for a moment. She snapped back into reality. She kissed him intently. The kiss grew quick but broke after Claire realized four people staring at them. She moved away and wiped her lips discomfited. She quickly grabbed a box and carried it up the steps.

Meanwhile, Bradin ran out of the room and onto the veranda. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, envisioning Claire. She was down by the beach in her bathing suit, watching the waves and smiling. Bradin opened his eyes and saw the beautiful sun setting over the ocean. He slapped the balcony railing and went back inside.

Walking up the steps, he saw Nikki fixing things in her new room. Her room was big with its' own balcony outside of the two-sided doors. White drapes hung down from the door. Her room was a light pink, almost white, color. Bradin entered after knocking lightly.

Nikki looked up from adjusting her bookshelf. "Oh, hey. What are you up to?"

Bradin shrugged. "Nothing. How do you like the new room? It's looking great."

"Thanks. I can say that this room…definitely the coolest I've ever had," Nikki smiled at her brother. He smiled back and sat on her bed.

"So you like it here?" Bradin asked.

"Yeah. I think that this is going to be a pretty good year. I really do," Nikki finished her organizing and stood, brushing her shirt off.

Bradin bit his lip and shook his head in agreement. "I guess so. So, what's going on at school? Any more Cameron news I should know about?"

"Hmm…wait, since when do you care? But if you must know, we've been OK. Amber and me are friends now and me and Cameron…well I don't know what we are right now. Just that…" Nikki stopped to think.

"Just what?" Bradin asked curiously.

"Nothing, I just don't know where we are in our relationship," Nikki sighed.

"Well then little dog, you have to ask him this. You have to know where this is going and you can't do that until you ask him. Because he is the only one who will know," Bradin countered.

Nikki nodded. "Thank you Bradin."

Bradin nodded, signaling a 'thank you' to Nikki. He walked out of her room and headed to Derrick's room. He knocked quietly and let himself in like last time. He smiled when he saw Derrick and Martha playing quietly on the floor. Derrick's room was a little smaller with light blue paint. He quietly left the room and continued on. The next room was Claire's.

He walked in and sat on the bed. He lie down on her bed and breathed out a sigh. Claire came over and jumped on top of him. He puffed out air as Claire cuffed his arms with her hands. She had trapped him.

"I guess I could put up with this for the rest of my life. I don't know about being attacked but I could definitely get used to seeing you on top of me," Bradin smiled. Claire looked at him distastefully. Bradin took hold of her by turning her wrists and flipped her over so that he was now on top of her.

Claire gave him a nasty look. "Oh, how does it feel?"

Claire thought quick and cam up with something. She kissed him just long enough to get him back on the bottom and then broke the kiss. She tried to get away from him but he grabbed her arm, pulling her back down. She giggled and tried to get away playfully. When she realized that she wasn't going to, she gave up.

Bradin stared at her and then kissed her. They were kissing on Claire's bed for a good 10 minutes before Ava came past her room and coughed to let them know that she was watching. Startled, Claire pushed Bradin off of her and went to the other side of the room. Since the bed was directly across the door, Ava had a good look at Bradin. He gave a shy smile to his aunt and she looked at him harebrained. He looked at the ceiling to get away from her glare. She shrugged and walked past without a word.

Claire walked back over to the bed and sat down. "Your aunt could kill someone with her stare. But she is just watching out for you I guess."

"Watching out for me? No, she's watching out for you, not me. She thinks that I'm going to…I don't know, take advantage of you or something," Bradin looked at Claire with concern and he saw that she was about to laugh.

Sure enough, Claire started giggling. "Me," Claire said still laughing. "Why would she worry about me? It's not like I can't handle myself. And who said I cared if you took advantage of me?"

Bradin felt a clot in his throat. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure what she meant by that. He was puzzled. "Don't look so shocked. I never said I was a good girl. But to tell you the truth Bradin, I don't want to rush this. We have a solid relationship that is going really well so far and I don't want that to stop."

"Neither do I, which is why I think we shouldn't worry to much about this right now. Especially after what just happened recently," Bradin saw Claire nod.

"I agree," Claire said. She gave him a kiss to let him know that it was a deal. Then she walked out of the room without another word.


Bradin pulled into the student parking lot of Playa Linda high. Unbuckling his seatbelt, he opened the door and rushed over to the other side to remove Claire from the car. She thanked him on the way to the front doors of the building for being so polite and they walked in.

The halls were crowded with adolescent males and females like any other day. Claire went to her locker, as did Bradin. Their lockers were only across the hall so they usually shouted to speak to each other and then met back in the middle of the hall to go to 1st period.

They had their first period class together with their English Lit teacher Miss Bantam. She was 42 with a fashion sense better than most teens. She didn't look old and the only reason everyone knew and believed that she was as old as she was, was by showing off her ID.

Once, when Lucas was a freshman, he asked her out. She just laughed and popped out her license. Lucas looked at the card in awe as he thought of how she could be so old.

She was a tall and lengthy woman, with dark chocolate hair and blue eyes that shone light the moon on the water at night. Every boy in school knew it was wrong and sordid to even look at her in such a manner but they all did anyway.

She was one hell of a teacher too. Mostly everyone who ever had her had passed her class with an A average. And if they didn't it wasn't because they stupid. It was because they put to much time into staring at her.

Bradin and Claire took their seats next to each other and began to talk as always before class started. When the late bell rang, Miss Bantam was right on time getting into her desk as always. She took a quick glance at the class to see who wasn't there and began her lesson. They were talking about the Holocaust in depth for a week. She had assigned a debate speech on the topic about whether or not it was the best idea for our country when they strayed away from the war as long as they did.

Everyone was to have it done in a week and two by two they would have a pro and a con person come up and present one at a time their opinion. Claire and Bradin were on opposite sides because of how the teacher had assigned it to them. Bradin was for America waiting while Claire was against it. They were to present at the same time.

But in the present, it wasn't due for two more days and they were the last people to go so they had time to prepare. Miss Bantam started to talk again to make sure everyone had a clear perspective on the subject before they presented.

"OK, I think over the next two days we are just going to review what we learned. Now I have one question for all of you first. We can do this the sophisticated way or the elementary way. The boring way or the fun way. So my question to you is who wants to do it the boring way?" Nobody said or did anything. "OK, who wants to do this the fun way?"

At that moment everyone started to talk and shout and hollered. The teacher smiled. She walked up to the board. "OK then. This is how we are going to do this then. I want two people to come up to the board at a time and right down the correct answer to the question after I finish. We will go by rows and whoever is last standing will get to substitute their lowest grade with an automatic 100. Is that clear?"

Again everyone hollered and carried on. Since they were going by rows Martha Roberts and Alan Shavel were up first.

"OK, when did we first get involved with World War II?" Miss Bantam started off with. The first one done was Martha. Miss Bantam nodded and signaled for her to stand aside so that she can go again the next time around.

After a while of playing, only four people were left standing. Martha, who was an average student and looks that could kill, was still up there along with three others. Bradin and Claire were up there two. Bradin by pure luck of getting stuck with people that knew less than he did. Claire, practically a genius, blew everyone else away. And finally, there was Jason. He was one of the smartest people in school and had absolutely no common sense.

Martha was up against Claire first. This time Martha was out. She sat back down, happy to be out of the spotlight. Bradin was up against Jason and figured he wouldn't have to even write anything down so he didn't care too much to even step up to the board. But somehow in the end Bradin beat Jason by a hint of a second. So he was up against Claire now.

Facing the board, both were waiting for the question to be read. "This is an easy one so it's basically how fast you right now. This boy was staying at a hide-away with Anne Frank. He was a shy boy. I want to know his first and last name if you can."

Bradin knew this one so he started writing quickly. Claire was right there with him. Bradin finished as fast as he could and turned quickly. At the same exact time Claire turned as well. Miss Bantam looked at them amazed.

"Well since I can't tell who turned first and since both of you did amazingly well, I'm going to give you both the grade. Not that either of you need it. Bradin your lowest grade is a 99 and Claire has straight 100's so I think I should just give Bradin the extra percent so he can make it out of here with a perfect grade and Claire, you can have the grade if you want but I would rather take this slip and turn it in to another teacher of your choice so you can get a better grade in there."

Claire's face lit up like the sun. "Yes!"

Bradin sighed and went to sit back down. "You can substitute that for one of these too if you want." Bradin showed a mark of excitement and relief. He took it just as the bell rang.

"This will come in handy. I didn't know that a teacher could do that but hey, I'm not complaining," Bradin waved the slip in front of his face, examining it closely.

"I say I turn this thing in to Mr. Shaw. I need to bring my grade up in Pre Calc." Claire said. Bradin nodded his head.

"Wonderful idea! Let's go before we become tardy though. That won't go over well with Kaufman," Bradin said. Mr. Kaufman was the Pre Calc. Teacher and a mean teacher with a very little attention span. Bradin was doing ok in his class but had one grade that brought him down. That's where the slip came in.

"OK, let's go then," Bradin smiled at her and wrapped one arm around her waist.


Bradin and Claire were on the couch making out. Nobody was home and they had the place to themselves. They were on that couch for almost an hour. They started out with a movie. Claire picked "The Notebook" even though she had watched it 10 times before this. Bradin fell asleep through half of the movie and Claire woke him abruptly with a slap. They started fighting which turned into them kissing.

Claire heard the doorbell ring and echo throughout the house and pushed Bradin away to get up. She walked down the narrow hallway and opened the door. A tall skinny man with red hair and brown eyes stood at the door with a black jacket on and black cloth pants.

"Who are you?" Claire asked. The man moved closer and wrapped his arms around Claire. She screamed.


OK that chapter was really boring! I'm so sorry but I wanted something to add up to that moment and my mind has no brain in it so I had to think of something. Sorry, but don't hate me. I will update soon and I will make sure to make it interesting! Just please review and make me feel better! I will love you always and forever!