Chapter 8: Meet the Petrellis Part Two
I couldn't believe how beautiful it was, my father certainly made a lot of money, so we were far from poor but we never lived in any place like the Petrelli mansion. Suddenly I heard a young girl's voice shout: ''Hi, Peter!'' In came a petite blond girl wearing one of the pinkest blouses I had ever seen running quickly and nearly knocking Peter over with a hug. He didn't seem to mind though, he was laughing fondly and replied: ''Hi, Claire how are you?''
''So much better now that you're here, I was bored as hell.'' she replied.
''Claire, don't speak like that. Although the press doesn't know, you are a part of this family and it is important that you act as such.'' Angela said sternly.
''Ok, I know.'' Claire replied with a sigh. As soon as she noticed me, she smiled widely. I wasn't sure if she wanted to ambush me with a hug or tell Angela off. ''So, you are?'' she asked, still smiling.
''Claire, this is Isaac. Isaac, this is Claire my niece.'' Peter said, smiling a similar smile.
''Nice to meet you. Peter's told me so much about you, you're really special to him.'' she said happily.
I finally smiled at that. I was ecstatic that Peter was able to talk to me to his family, although I had a feeling Claire would be the easiest to deal with out of everyone here.
''Hello Peter and this must be Isaac.'' I turned around to face Arthur Petrelli, Peter and Nathan's father. He looked at the two of us knowingly and I actually felt myself tremble in his presence. Peter held my hand tightly, not caring that his father would notice. He said words that almost made me scream.
''Why don't you join us for dinner and we can discuss how suitable you are for my son, or whether you are at all.''