AN:Urm.... What to say?? Thank you all soo much, I got a brilliant response from my last chapter and some great reviews! I've decided that i'll add a new chapter either every friday or saturday... depending on how long it takes to do all the final little checky things :) Its now my half-term break so I may have two chapters up next week!

Special thanks to Draco167, shattered-clear, holypoopinberber for favouriting this story and everyone who put this story on Story Alert or just simply reviewed!! It really has made my week! :) Anyway, enough of my shock... on with the story... and the arrival of PETER!!

Chapter 2

An excruciating five minutes later, Nathan neatly pulled the convertible over into the school parking lot, to be more precise, a parking space with a sign above saying, 'RESERVED. Nathan Petrelli. Class President.' Well, at least I know now why he expected so much attention.

"What's your first lesson then?" He asked, as Claire pulled her timetable out of her bag and scanned through it...

"English in... DA1." She replied hastily looking for the next available exit, but no luck.

"Oh. I'll walk you there then." She opened her mouth to argue but he was already out of the car, standing outside of her door. Well don't open the door then... idiot! She climbed out of the car and he waltzed closer to her side and stood smiling at her, he held out his arm and she began to protest... "But I've been here before... I know my way..." the feeble attempt was quickly squashed by Nathan slipping his arm around her shoulders and whispering in her ear "No, I insist". Claire shivered slightly at his touch; apparently he was a very persistent stalker. As they walked through the huge blue gates into the throng of people, most moved out of their way automatically, obviously slightly scared or petrified of Nathan by the way they looked at him. All of the corridors and class rooms weren't foreign to Claire, what with her dad being principal, but neither was all the attention. As Nathan and Claire converged down the corridor, many people waved at Nathan or said 'Hi!' Some of the girls winked and waved flirtatiously and giggle hysterically when he replied with his own wink. What a bloody show-off! What is he...? A celebrity? Claire saw a few of the boys looking her up and down appreciatively but Nathans arms gripped her shoulder tighter and they quickly looked away. A show of possession? I'm not a bloody animal... I don't belong to someone and it's time to show him I'm not. Claire quickly broke out of Nathans grasp and moved forwards rapidly, only to be knocked backwards onto the floor after colliding with something hard. Oh the embarrassment. She slowly looked upwards through her lashes at the cause of her fall, only to be met by an extremely toned chest, covered by a slightly baggy T-Shirt. Her gaze travelled upwards to the mystery man's face, she gasped as she was met with the most beautiful boy in all creation. He was tall, slim but yet still extremely toned as seen through his well fitting grey shirt; it was kind of unusual for so skinny a frame. His hair was black and perfectly messy, with that 'I just got out of bed' look. His hazel eyes shimmered underneath the terrible school lighting but yet the lights didn't take away any of the beauty away from his sparkling eyes. His face, chiselled with defined cheekbones and jaw, giving it an 'Oh I want to lick it' kind of feel... What the hell Claire... Where did that thought come from?? No doubt, her favourite part of his face was the black bangs that fell gracefully down the sides of his face. Normally, Claire wouldn't go for that whole 'emo' look, but on him it worked perfectly. She couldn't stop gazing at his face but quickly shook herself out of it, focusing in on the beauty that was now crouched on the floor next to her, moving his hand in front of her face...

"Are you okay?" An angel asked Claire as she blinked numerous times to clear her comatose like state. Her vision blinked back into view and suddenly she was met with the most stunning hazel eyes. "Are you okay? Can you hear me?" He asked gently touching her arm. The sound of his voice made her feel weak once again... Get a grip woman! What's that... three times in the last minute? She nodded her head feebly as he took hold of her arm, delicately pulling her up off the ground to stand on her own two feet. As soon as she was up, she stumbled under the weight of her body and fell straight into the angel's arms... "Okay, Okay, I've got you... I'm not gonna let you fall." His voice was so comforting and full of truth that it made her heart skip a beat... Really Claire? You're doing that whole... 'Look at me I'm a pathetic teenage girl, pining for some perfect lad' now apparently. She breathed out slowly and pulled herself out of his arms, finding her feet once again, this time successfully. She looked around her; a large crowd seemed to have gathered. Though there was not one concerned expression surrounding her, all expressions of shock or amusement. "Are you sure you're okay? You're not gonna fall on me again are you?" He laughed and Claire couldn't help but laugh along.

"No... I'm good thanks" she glanced around at the people surrounding her, all of whom were edging closer and closer. "Okay!!! Back away now!! Nothing to see people!" Claire called out, yet no one moved an inch, Claire raised her voice, "ALL OF YA BETTER SHOVE OFF!!" She yelled and everyone scattered except for mystery man who stood still in his place.

"Wow. Someone's got an attitude, I kinda liked it." He chuckled and Claire blushed profusely at his comment, "I'm really sorry about knocking you down by the way. I really didn't mean it. Are you okay?" His voice rose slightly in panic as he inspected her for any injuries and it sent a ripple of pleasure done her spine, she felt wanted and beautiful, unlike when Nathan looked at her.

"No no, it's my fault. I'm really sorry; I was trying to get away from my tour guide slash stalker and was just walking to fast away from him." She looked down to her feet, "Are you okay? I did fall on you before..."

"I assure you I'm fine, great in fact... plus, you're as light as a feather." Claire blushed again looking down, "Now, who is this stalker that you claim is following you around?" He asked still chuckling to himself.

"Claim?" She began, "He won't leave me alone... parading me around in front of people as if I belong to him. Really? I'm not some sort of trophy. I just needed to get rid of him!" Peter's laughter broke through her rant, "What are you laughing at?" She asked him, he was about to answer when they heard...

"CLAIRE?!?!?!" Nathans voice bellowed loudly, echoing through the corridor

"Oh. Speak of the devil..." Claire muttered, rolling her eyes. All of a sudden Peter looked at her and began to laugh uncontrollably, "What are you laughing at?" She whacked his arm, just causing him to laugh harder as Nathan caught up to them.

"Claire, there you are. I was looking for you everywhere. Someone told me you fell over into my dope of a brother here..." he trailed off. Claire's eyes widened Brother??? He is Nathans brother?? DAMN and I just stood here slagging him off... SHIT!!! "Peter, I hope you apologised." Nathan looked sternly at his brother. Peter? What a perfect name.

"Actually Nathan it was entirely fault, I was running and just didn't stop in time." Claire began to apologize, just to be cut off again by Nathan.

"I highly doubt that Claire. Please don't make up excuses for my fuck up loser of a brother." Nathan replied turning away to wave at a skinny blonde who passed by. Claire glanced at peter and saw the pain in his eyes inflicted by his brother's harsh words; he looked so helpless and dejected.

"Don't call him that!" Claire said harshly at Nathan, who spun his head back around to face her, an incredulous look on his face, very much the same expression now gracing Peter's perfect face.

"WHAT?!?" Nathan spoke through gritted teeth, fists clenched at his sides, obviously holding in all his anger.

"I said... Don't. Call. Him. That!" She punctuated and stressed each word as if she was talking to a toddler. She rolled her eyes and stepped towards Peter once more. "I'm sorry again about falling on top of you..." She mumbled looking down.

"I think after that performance, we can call it even." He laughed once again, and Claire smiled gratefully. She stood on her tiptoes and moved her mouth near to his ear and whispered...

"I'm sorry again... that you have that for a brother." Claire left him standing shocked in the corridor. Whilst walking away she turned back to see him stood there with his hand on his ear before he shook himself out of it and walked away. Claire giggled quietly and walked to English, a dazed Nathan following blindly behind her.