The Reckoning By 331

You guys are great!!! So far I've had 97 visitors, and I'm practically dancing!!!! (granted at least 20 of them are me, but I'm still happy) I got bangs for the first time ever, and I look like a supermodel, so now I'm gonna try and incorporate that into the story (how, I have no idea. Maybe they go shopping and Chloe gets a whole new look so she'll blend in, and maybe Derek'll turn blonde!!!!! don't know how that would look though, so maybe just highlights, or colored streaks like Chloe). But anyway I still have enough creative juices to spice up something good for this chapter!!!!! love you guys!!!!keep reviewing!!!!!!! :P :0 :) :l =) =:P smileys r fun!!3

This is what happens after the Awakening by Kelley Armstrong

I do not own anything and it all belongs to Kelley Armstrong. I am just using her characters and adding a few of my own.

Chloe's POV

OH MY SHIT GOD SHUT THE HELL UP YOU DAMN FUCKING ASS BITCH!!!!!!!WE'RE KISSING!!!!!! (apparently when you kiss and swear, your hormones get the better of you and you just shout random stuff. Besides kissing I was just concentrating on it making sense, and saying every cuss word I knew). But even so, it felt WONDERFUL. Derek's lips tasted like aunt jemima's maple syrup (or I should say, sugar syrup, but it tastes great, I could just squirt that stuff straight from the bottle into mouth, except then I wouldn't have the slim figure I have today)(of course then I just eat a big ice cream sundae, and I'm still slim after that ?!?! ?:)? ). He pull me in tighter and I put my hands around his neck. We migrated over to my bed, and somehow I ended up on top of him. My tongue had no where to go, but his was frantically searching for something. I felt it on my lip and gasped, and in went his tongue. I slowly obliged to have mine come meet it, and soon I pushed in harder, getting beautiful responses. But, eventually we had to come up for air. I fell off him and the bed, and sat on the floor panting. Derek was laying on the bed gasping for air. I put my head against one of his legs (too tall for the bed it seems) and then wrapped my arms around it to stop the room from spinning.

And we just sat. Panting. Sitting. Panting and sitting. Sitting and panting. After a while I could breath (either that or my lungs decided that 'aw, it's over, back to breathing').

"Are we gonna tell anyone?"

"No."

"Agreed."I stood up, and offered my hand to him. He took it and I helped him up. We were still holding hands when................

"Hey Chloe are you in.............here?"

….................Simon walked in. He gaped at our conjoined arms, looked at me, then Derek, then back at me, and ran out.

"Simon, wait! We----"

"Don't try. He can't hear you, and he won't listen."

"But, he didn't see anything, so that doesn't mean he knows what we were doing. All he thinks is that we were holding hands in a room, alone. For all he knows, I tripped and you were helping me up."

"Yes, but it's Simon. Any regular person would think what he thought, and include the other possibilities, but when he knows everyone knows he likes you, and sees another guy holding hands with you, regardless if it's me, he'll think what just happened did happen. Which it did."

"Yeah, but.......he doesn't......we........oh whatever. Are you gonna tell him?"

"I think the better option would be to tell him, but I won't do that unless you want him to know."

"I rather have him know and have him get over it, than have him be suspicious and then be hurt by the fact we didn't tell him but still did it."

"Smart. But your gonna be there when I do it."

"Why? Wouldn't just be easier to have a brother to brother talk?"

"Well yeah, but if he's told other people, which he might do out of stupidity of being upset, it be weird for you not to be there."

"If that happens, couldn't you tell him on your own first, then both of us could tell everyone else? I mean, that way he'll feel that we thought it was more important for him to know than the others."

"That could work, unless he did tell and we're ambushed by everyone at once." I nodded. I then realized this was the most intense conversation I'd had with Derek since we got here (intense as in intelligent, thought out, and the longest, not intense as in there's lots of tension) . It was probably because after we kissed, we weren't as unsure about the other's feelings, and not so confused with those emotions. We decided to go out and find Simon. Derek went to see if he was in their room, which he wasn't. We went downstairs together, and I peeked into the TV room. Coast was clear. We made our way through the other rooms. The only people we saw were the twins, and they were in the bouncy house room. The last place we checked was the big kitchen. I peeped around the door frame. The rest were all in there (weird, considering how big and fun this house is), including Simon. He was talking animatedly to the adults, at least that's what I could make out, because I was looking at his back.

"That bitch!"

"Don't call Simon a bitch!"

"But he's telling the adults about it!"

"That bitch!" Derek shot into the room and yank me along, practically dragging me across the floor. Simon had turned around and he froze. It could have been one of those staring contests they have out west, right before the shooting starts when they all start twitching random parts of their face (I'm mister T, and I'm a night-elf mustache twitcher. With a Mohawk.(World of Warcraft commercial)) (but seriously, its like an 'I can twitch bigger than you' contest.'I twitched my mustache, well I twitched my hairy mole and my fuzzy eyebrows at the same time I damn shot you in the ass!!! Beat that, twitchy bitch!!!') They just glared, and glared, and glared. I could have sworn I saw daggers coming out of their eyes. Then Derek ran up and grabbed Simon and pinned him against the wall (wow, he wasn't this violent in both of the other books combined).

"Why did you tell the adults we made out?" Simon's eye's widened and he looked really hurt.

"You.....made...out?(!)"

OH SHIT. Well, that wasn't smart. Everyone was staring, and I just wanted to shout at them 'what's wrong with you people?!!? what, do think by staring at us you'll get an instant replay!?!? Just stop already!!!!'.

"YOU MADE OUT?!?!?! everyone screamed at us. Derek let Simon down and he sunk all the way to the floor. It looked like the titanic, take two. We backed up against the wall.

"You made what?" the twins walked in.

"They didn't make anything, nothing at all. They just talked. You two can go back to the bouncy house. Right, Derek and Chloe?!?!" Andrew had on one of those strained, totally fake, looked like could make your lips bleed, smiles, and was now shooting eye daggers at us too. We nodded quickly and mumbled 'right' really quietly. The twins left with confused looks. Then Joey walked in.

"Hey babe, changed your mind about that second kiss?" His eyes were sparkling with hope and inflated ego headedness. After what had happened. I just cracked. I fell down laughing. Everyone was staring and silently judging me, but I just laughed. I had been molested and puking into a toilet for half an hour, but I just laughed. I had kissed Derek, and loved and freaked out about every second of it, but I just kept on psycho-ish-ly laughing. And I couldn't stop. Soon I heard everyone else laughing too. Well, except Joey, who was hopelessly confused, and Simon, who looked almost suicidal in his puddle of agony. We laughed hysterically for the next, I dunno, at least 10 minutes, and then Joey tried to kiss me again (what is wrong with that kid?!?!), but tripped and fell on his face, which erupted into another 10 minutes of random laughter. But then Simon stopped it when he ran from the room. I stared after him. I wanted to go after him, yet I didn't. Instead I laid my head in Derek's lap and closed my eyes (we had been rolling on the floor, so I had ended up on my back and Derek sitting leaning against the wall), and he started petting my hair. It felt nice, and helped me to ignore all of the annoying, confused and weird-ed out stares that were probably boring into me right then. But I kinda felt a lessening of air pressure (maybe I'm strong with the force. I bet I could be a great Jedi), so I guessed they had gone back to whatever they were doing.

"Hey, Derek?"

"Yeah?" I think he was trying to braid my hair (I didn't know he knew how to braid. Well, I did say trying).

"That was really stupid." I practically felt him frown.

"So? At least it was better than laughing like you had gone crazy,"

"Well yeah, but because I laughed, everything turned out okay, right?"

"Whatever. But if my way was so stupid, what's yours?"

"It's a secret."

"What? What kind of secret is that?"

"My kind. Now shut up and let it go."

"Oh, I get it."

"What'd you get?"

"What I got."

"Very funny. You understood what?"

" You have no idea what the hell you would do, do you? Chloe, I'm not that stupid. Besides, you're a horrible liar."

"I didn't lie, I just, avoided the question."

"So you admit that you have no answer?"

"No, I just won't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Just cuz'."

"Would you tell me if I...um.....kissed you again?"

"What?"

"If I kissed you, would you tell me?" I thought for a minute.

"I guess that's doable." I opened my eyes and he kissed me again. This time it wasn't as scary as the first, so I just got to enjoy the sweet, succulent taste of sugar syrup. When we stopped, I thought it had ended too soon. I closed my eyes again.

"Okay so tell me."

"I forgot."

"What?!?"

"I forgot."

"You can't do that, it's against the rules."

"Derek, when you kiss me, there are no rules." He kissed my hair. We just sat there for a moment.

"Derek?"

"Hm?"

"Are we like, dating?"

"Like how?"

"Like boyfriend and girlfriend?" He paused for a minute.

"I guess so."

"Good. But I have one condition." He stopped petting my hair.

"What is it?"

"I get to be the girl." He laughed,and then kissed me again. Short and sweet.

I think we stayed like that until lunch, and me and Derek decided to go back to the other kitchen so we wouldn't get stared at. We had an eating contest, and Derek won (no surprise (I 3 Daughtry!!)). We goofed around the rest of the day, and had another eating contest at dinner, which I came to believe was extremely unfair. We watched a movie (Transformers 2 Revenge of the Fallen!!!!!), and then I went up to bed. When I went to brush my teeth, I opened the door and found Simon, crying on the floor. He looked up at me as I came in.

"Why?!?!"

Wow, that did not come out as planned. Guess I'm more of the spur of the moment writer. Well maybe they'll go shopping next time. Keep reading and keep reviewing!!!!