After I'd won about 10 games, I went up the stairs. I walked into my room and closed the door. I turned on my IPOD and plopped down onto my bed. I tried to fall asleep but I had to much on my mind. I was thinking about Claire. What is wrong with me? Why am I thinking about a girl I barley even no. Sure, she was pretty, with those big blue eyes…

***

I groaned and opened my eyes slowly. I must have fallen asleep because it was after 2:00 in the morning. I sat up and yawned. Then I heard music coming from down the stairs, could he give it a rest? I got out of bed, walked to the door, opened it, and walked down the hallway. I stopped at the top of the stairs when I seen Claire at the bottom watching Michael. He said something but I couldn't make out his words. She coughed and he turned, startled, to see her stand there on the stairs.

"Oh. You're the one Shane said wanted to talk about the room. Hey. Come on down." She did. Michael's eyes ran over her bruises, but he didn't say anything.

"I'm Michael," He said. "And you're not eighteen, so this is going to be a real short conversion."

Come on Michael don't be an ass. I thought.

She sat down. "I'm in college," she said. "I'm a freshman. My name is-"

"Don't bullshit me, and I don't care what your name is. You're not eighteen. It's a good bet you're not even seventeen. We don't take anybody in this house who isn't legal." he said in a hard voice. "Not that you'd be signing on to orgy central, but sorry, me and Shane have to worry about things like that, all it takes is you living here and somebody even hitting that there something going on-"

"Wait," she blurted. "I wouldn't do that. Or say that. I'm not looking to get you guys in trouble. I just need-"

"No," he said he put his guitar down. "I'm sorry, but can't stay here. House rules."

Man, I'm going to kick his ass. I wanted to go down there so bad and just go off on him. What's wrong with him? Why is he being so harsh? But I couldn't go down there it was Michaels decision .

Claire looked like she was going to cry. Come on Michael can't you see she needs a place to stay. I started to go down the steps but then she spoke.

"How much?" she said, and started counting out bills. "Three hundred enough? I can get more if I have to." Damn she wasn't taking no for an answer.

Michael sat back frowning. He reached for his beer and took another sip.

"How?" he asked.

"What?"

"How would you get more?"

"Get a job. Sell stuff." well, that suspired me. She really wanted to stay here. Just say yes Michael. What? Why do want her to say so much? Maybe you like her, said a voice in my head. I couldn't like her I just met her. I have only talked to her one time.

"I want to stay here, Michael. I really do,' she said. "Yeah, I'm under eighteen, but I swear, you won't have any trouble from me. I'll stay out of your way. I go to school, and I study. That's all I do. I'm not a partier, I'm not a slacker. I'm useful. I'll-I'll help clean and cook." Wow. She was the total opposite of me. Michael thought about it for a minute.

"No," he said. "I'm sorry kid. But it's just too much of a risk."

"Eve's only a little bit older than I am!?

"Eve's eighteen. You're what, sixteen?"

"Almost seventeen!" she said. "I really in college. I'm a freshman-look, here's my student ID…."

"Come back in a year. We'll talk about it," he said, "Look, I'm sorry. What about the dorm?"

"They'll kill me I stay here," she said. I winced. "They tried to kill me today."

"What?"

"The other girls. They punched me and shoved me down the stairs."

Michael got up and got on one knee next to the chair, and tilting her head back so he could get a better look at the bruises and cuts.

"What else?" he said.

"What?"

"Besides what I can see? You're not going to drop dead on me, are you?"

Man he's an dick.

"I'm okay. I saw the doctor and everything. Its just-bruises. And a strained ankle. But they pushed me down the stairs, and they meant it, and she told-" she hesitated "The girl in change, she told me that tonight, I'd get what was coming for me. I can't go back to the dorm, Michael. If you send me out that door, they'll kill, because I don't have any friends and I don't anyplace to go!"

Man, I really feel sorry for her. Just then, I heard a door open. Eve came out of her room wearing a black and pink robe.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Ummm….Well.."

"Your listening to there conversion," she guessed.

"So?" I asked.

"So it's wrong now go to bed," wow she sounded like my mom.

"Fine mom,"

"Shut up Collins," she stuck her tongue out and walked to the bedroom.

I walked to my room, went in, and as soon has my head hit the pillow I was out.

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