A/N: Okay so this isn't really a chapter so to speak but I think it will be cute and I wanted to experiment with Simon's point of view so here's a short little thing I just came up with. This was actually inspired by one of my best friends Kins. We were talking about how we needed to get revenge on a couple of guys because they were being real jerks so one of the quotes you'll find in this little tid bit occurred while we were texting earlier and I was like "I'm totally going to put this in my story" and she was like "sweet!" and so here it is. OH HEY! Sorry about the language too. A warning for young readers there is some inappropriate language in this chapter. Sorry once again I couldn't help myself! . Okay I've been babbling long enough here's the disclaimer and then the story. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the original characters in this story. I mean I own Ez but everyone else belongs to Kelley Armstrong. *sigh* I soooooo wish Derek was all mine *girly swoon*
Chapter 3
*Cue Flashback*
So tonight a new girl came to the safe house. She was kind of pretty too and sweet. Tori kept callin her something, I think she kept sayin Starr but I'm really not sure and one has to wonder if that's really her given name. Most adults wouldn't name their kid that, not even the supernatural parents I've meant which is something!
Anyway I had been toying with the idea of spending some time alone for a few minutes when Derek came into our room.
"Now's as good a time as ever for you to go steal her away if you plan on ever growing a pair and asking her out. There's a lot of ruckus coming from upstairs, by now Tori's probably bitched her to death and is now laughing about her kill."
I felt my cheeks grow pink-ish and he rolled his guys. Yeah I know it's not manly to blush but whatever my own brother just doubted the existence of my manhood anyway! I quickly recovered from my blush and scowled.
"Why are you so sure I want to spend time with her? Seeing how well Tori was treating her makes me think that she'll probably be a Queen Bitch too."
He rolled his eyes again and fixed with his best I'm-Derek-and-I-don't-believe-you scowl. "You know you don't believe that. You're curious about her. I can smell it on you. So I'm trying to help. I'm letting you know that now is a good time for flirting with her. Take her on a tour of the house. And don't even bother saying you don't wanna flirt, you're the biggest flirt in this house. It's obvious the way you trail Chloe."
I looked down sheepishly. Derek was right, like always. It's a wonder more people haven't sapped the crap out of him for being right all the time. I kind of hope Chloe gets sick of him one day and sets him straight. That sounds mean since he's my brother but I can't help it, it would be so freaking funny to see. I bet Derek would same the same exact thing about me if the roles were reversed some were totally cool.
"Alright, thanks bro. But ya know dude, being right all the time? It's gonna come back and bite cha. Just warning ya." With that I winked and scooted out of the room towards Tori and Chloe's room. I could still see the scowl on his face as I left and I smiled.
I knocked on the door lightly and I got a little scared when I heard nothing for a few seconds then a meek voice told me to come in. I peaked in the room and the sight I saw was rare indeed. I hadn't seen Tori laughing and smiling like that since; well I don't think I've ever seen her smile like that. Not even when she was hanging out with Liz, although those times were a close tie.
Anyway I walked in, joked a little bit and then you could say I stole her away from Tori.
*End Flashback*
"So here's how this will work at each destination we'll both tell each other one fact the other wants to know. But the facts will deal with the same question and we'll alternate who chooses' the question. Deal?" I told her as we stepped into the hallway.
"Sounds cool." She replied.
So with that taken care of I lead her down the hall "Okay young miss this here is out first stop. Here is the lovely kitchen we have in this house; it is generally filled with some form or other of substance that they usually call food although some stuff here shouldn't be considered food." I said using my best tour guide voice.
She laughed. It was an adorable soft, tinkling sound that tickled my ears. "Okay Mr. Tour-Guide what's the first question?" she asked mischievously.
"Hmmmmmmm," I said trying to sound self-assured and intelligent, "Here's one: why does Tori always call you Starr?"
"Oh that one's easy. My middle name is Skye, so when I was a little girl, my Daddy used to say all the time how my eyes seemed to twinkle like the stars in the night sky and since my mom always used my full name whenever I got in trouble I wanted a nick-name. Starr caught on with my Dad and I've kept it ever since he left."
"Wow, that's so deep. I feel kinda bad that my fact is so—not."
She laughed again, "Well what is your "fact"?"
"My parents named me Simon and that's basically the only thing people call me because well it's kinda hard to come up with a nick-name with that. But sometimes Derek calls me "bro" or "Nums". Nums is an abbreviation he came up with when we were little and I did something incredibly stupid and he wanted to call me numskull without getting in trouble with our dad."
We both laughed out loud at that. Yeah I did a lot of stupid things in my time. Derek used to call me nums a lot. Not so much anymore thank god.
Our little tour continued and I learned her name was Ezmerelda and under penalty of losing my chances to reproduce I was not allowed to call her Ezmerelda or Ez, yet. She was also from Ohio, 15, and in the tenth grade. Pretty smart too. God, you are the kindest man ever!
That evening I fell asleep dreaming about the future. I realized I had to make a choice, did I want to keep chasing Chloe who looked like she was losing interest fast, or did I want to switch to Starr and hope to god she doesn't turn out to be homicidal or "untrustworthy" and banned from contacting us for like ever. Both ways there was a big chance my heart could get broken and I was kind of scared of that.
I fell asleep alternating between tossing and turning over nightmares of heartbreak and sleeping restfully dreaming of a happy future. Those happy dreams I might add, were fairly—exciting too. I almost wasn't able to control my—ermm—myself.
At about three in the morning when the nightmare felt the need to turn up something peculiar happened to jar me, well of us, from our sleep.
"OH MY GODDESS IT'S CRAWLING ON MY BOOBS! GET IT OFF! IT DID NOT YELL SURPRISE! HELP! RAAAAAAAPPPPPPEEEEEE!"
Most of the house ran up to the girls' room to see what happened. I got there first and opened the door to find Chloe and Tori bolt upright in their beds looking at a screaming Starr with a cat crawling on her chest.
As a first impulse I couldn't stop myself from laughing. Then Starr started screaming more. "OH MY GODDESS DON'T JUST STAND THERE! HELP ME! I'M ALLERGIC! LIKE NEARLY DEADLY ALLERGIC! GET IT OFF!"
Oh shit. I rushed over there as she started hyper-ventilating. I got the cat off of her safely and hand—well more like threw it—off to Chloe and then helped Starr sit up. She was still hyper-ventilating and looked pale as hell.
"Starr are you ok? Can you hear me?"
She attempted a nod then motioned to her bag and made a stabbing motion towards her thigh.
Tori grabbed her bag and threw something that looked like a pen to me. An EpiPen of course! I took the cap off and offered it to her but she made no attempt to take it so I took and plunged it into her thigh myself.
I have to say jabbing someone I just met in the thigh with an EpiPen is slightly more then awkward. But I had to do something I couldn't just let her die.
Within a few minutes she started t relax and breathe normally. I let out a sigh of relief and then she fell into my arms. Chloe looked white as a ghost and Tori looked like she was about to stop breathing too.
"What the hell was a cat doing in here?" she asked in a deadly quiet voice.
No one said anything. Then Andrew finally spoke up, the others had arrived a while ago "It probably snuck in an open window and got itself locked in here." He seemed awkward like he felt like this was entirely his fault.
"Uhhh, I-I-I d-don't think i-it snuck i-in." Chloe finally spoke up.
"What do you mean?" everyone asked, well more demanded.
"L-l-lo-look." As she said that the tiny little kitten looked up and transformed into a small girl. Her eyes were huge and she looked very upset with herself. "I'm so SO sorry. I swear, I didn't know she was allergic. I just, I had followed her from the bus and, and when I realized what y'all were. That you were like me, I-I had to find a way in." she finally squeaked out and trailed off.
Wow this was probably the longest night we had had here at the safe house.
"Andrew maybe Starr ought to stay in me and Derek's room tonight. We can keep a better eye on her."
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "I can't believe I'm actually saying this but that makes sense."
Starr stirred in my arms and weekly said "No I'm fine really." Then fell as soon as she tried to stand up.
"Or not." She said. It was meant to come up lightly and comically but it just sounded bitter. She sighed as I lifted her up and carefully brought her to my room. Andrew said we would deal with the new girls in the morning and let the kitten-girl sleep in the other girl's room. I had a feeling she wouldn't be staying long. Wolves and cats hadn't always historically missed.