A/N New chapter! After this one, the book will become a little confusing, I am going to change the viewpoints around a bit so we have an insight into different characters.

Chapter 8

High School didn't award me the best grades. To say I was disappointed would be nothing if not an understatement. With all the curses , hexes, vexes and deaths, handing in my homework didn't seem like the most important thing when your dead boyfriend was sending messages in a crossword to you from the otherworld. Luckily for me, though, I wrote a piece for a major American newspaper the summer I graduated on Politics and Oxford University in England saw it. Liv persuaded them that I would be great, and so I did my degree there with her. They were the hardest few years, being away from Ethan, though he did fly over every other month and I flew back to Gatlin in the ones in between.

Friendship wise, it was a massive improvement on High School, (the girls in England didn't label me freak the moment I walked into class) but I didn't really bond with anyone but Liv. She truly is a star. Everyone at the University knows her and I know she will be very famous one day.

I always knew that what I wanted to do: write poetry. And that is why when I got back here Ethan and I opened our own shop in Gatlin. It sells Poetry, novels, newspapers and has a little tea and coffee area where I sell cakes, biscuits and drinks. It is pretty quiet today, almost everyone is at one of the many churches we have here in Gatlin. Ethan has taken his Aunt's to theirs, and I am sitting down with Liv in the shop.

"I mean, aren't you really scared?" asked Liv, whose cup of tea was shaking in her hand.

"Not really. I don't think anything too bad will happen on Eve's birthday. I think the Shadowing Songs are leading up to her sixteenth, that something big, but not terrible, will happen each year until then." I replied.

"I s'pose. But still, if someone is taking the effort to send the songs it must mean something awful is about to happen..."

As if on cue one of my least favourite people in Gatlin chose that moment to swagger into my shop, complete with 3-inch-heels, a sausage dog and a slightly bigger version of the metallic bag she used to clutch in school: Emily Asher. I stifled a laugh, she was awful

"Hey Girls!' she drawled, looking down on us. "What ya up to?"

"Nothing, Emily. I didn't know you were back in town?"

"Yeah, it's my mother's birthday this weekend and I came to celebrate. I haven't see y'all in a while."

"No. What a shame." I said sarcastically, but luckily Emily didn't seem to catch on.

"So, Emily, is there anything you wanted to buy?" asked Liv. She also worked with me, part-time when she wasn't reading in the tunnels with John or Macon.

"Ya, I need to get my mother a present, and I thought maybe a book?" She spat the word out like it was a disease and I let myself smile. I doubt she'd picked up a book in the past five years!

I took over. "Do you know what sort of books your mother likes?"

Emily shook her head. "Cooking?"

"We have some, I think. Liv, could you go over and check?" As Liv went into the storage room, Emily started to speak.

"So, Lena, I hear you have a child. Is she here?"

"Oh, yes. Have you not met her?"

"Nope." I walk around the counter and pick up Eve from her baby chair.

"D'ya wanna hold her?"

Emily smiles and I passed Eve over. I never thought I say this, but I trusted her enough to hold my daughter.

"What's her name?"

"Eve. Eve Josephine Duchannes."

"Not Wate?"

"Uh, no. It's sort of a tradition in my family, the female is always called Duchannes."

"Didn't Ethan mind?"

"No, well, a little bit. But if we have a son his surname will be Wate."

"I'm back!" Liv walked in with five or so books tucked under her arm. "There's a great new Jamie Oliver recipe book I got imported from England, why don't you try that? It's not sold anywhere else in Gatlin county!"

Emily nods and passes Eve to Liv, whilst I take the book.

"Gift wrapped?" I ask.

"Yes, please. And Eve is beautiful Lena."

"Thanks." I finish wrapping the book and pass it over.

"Here, wish your mother happy birthday from me."

"Me too!" calls Liv as Emily saunters out the shop.

A/N Sorry if all the Chapters are a bit random! I am going to call this the END OF BOOK ONE but I will be writing way more chapters, still under this story, they will just alternate viewpoints. At somepoint as well I will re-write book one so that it flows a bit more like a real book and isn't just made up of randome scenes. Do you prefer the new cover? If you don't I can change it back. Please review!