A/N: So here's a really quick author note. Okay, so second update today, WOO-HOO! So I'm actually really excited for this story. My last chapter turned out way different then I expected it to so I'm excited to see how this story will turn out. I know I'm gonna have some fun writing the next few chapters so I hope you all enjoy reading them too :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Darkest Powers. It belongs to Kelley Armstrong. I do however own Ez and Mr. Tall, Dark and Mysterious, who I haven't actually named yet (.)

Chapter 7

You know what kind of sucked about being at the safe house? Don't get me wrong, I love being there and all, but you're never alone! NEVER! It's a shy teenager's nightmare. There's no privacy unless you use a spell which you're totally not supposed to do either, which kind of sucks as well.

Curious as to why I'm talking about privacy when some handsome stranger just hit on me? Well for starters, no privacy means I can't vent to Tori about how much of jerk he was and how I'm freaking myself out by actually being curious about his offer and kind of actually wanting to see about it. Crazy, no?

Well, getting back to the whole privacy issue, no privacy means anyone and everyone in the entire house heard about my little spat with the stranger which is why half the house is now decending on me in a somewhat predatory matter.

Tori was coming to gossip, anyone could tell, Andrew was coming to talk about something awkward, he was acting in the shifty way that all adults do when they have something they know they need to talk to you about but don't want to, and Derej was hyst standing there listening in to everything like he always does. I don't know who was worse, Derek with his eaves-dropping, or Tori with her gossiping!

Andrew looked slightly embarressed, shifting his weight from foot to foot, Tori looked flat out excited and Derek had that pained expression he dons when hes bored or dissapointed he didn't find out more information.

Andrew spoke up first "Umm.. uhhh.. Torri, Derek, could you guys give us a minute alone?"

Derek, always a man of many words, shrugged and walked off. Tori made to protest but a look from Andrew silenced any protest she was forming.

"Should we venture somewhere more-private?" I bravely ventured.

Andrew nodded. I'd be lying if I said his strange behaviour wasn't peaking my curiousity. Of course I know curiousty killed the cat, but hey, I'm not the cat-girl in this house!

He motioned for me to follow him and we headed off to the woods. The woods were really the only place to have a private chat at but to most of us the woods are off-limits, so we make do with our lack of privacy.

We stopped at the clearing and he turned to me.

He sighed quietly and looked me dead in the eye "So I guess you;ve met the newest member of the house."

I scoffed. "Yeah, him I've met."

He gave me a very exasperated look, "Please, Ez, I know you two got off to a bad start but please I need you two to try to get along. He's really not that bad of a guy and he's really important to keeping everyone safe."

I looked away. Andrew knew he could get me to behave with that puppy-dog look and honest logic. I hated that. I sighed and looked at him again, "Fine. I'll try not to start World War III, but I can't promise anything. He has to behave too!"

A small chuckle sounded behind a now relaxed Andrew, "Don't worry Kitten, I can control myself very well." he practically purred that single sentence.

I don't know what it is about certain people, but somehow there's always one person whose very existence, annoys me. Usually I'm easy to get along with, but it just seems like this guy was born to anger me.

So what did I do when someone really annoyed me? Smile and rub that smile in their face. And that's exactly what I did. Putting on my brightes smile, I said "That's very good to hear. I'd like to say I can too." and then of course I had to add in an undertone "I've been able to control myself since twenty months, my mother potty-trained my young. I've always been a 'big-girl'"

He heard but Andrew didn't. He slowly walked over and whispered in my ear, "Now Kitten, weight is nothing to be bitter about. A lot of people struggle with it."

My smile broke to a large mask of indignant anger. "WHY YOU LITTLE-"

My screaming rage of profanities was cut short by Andrew saying rather loudly, "I think it's time we headed in now."

I spent the whole walk back brooding, Andrew was figidity and Mr. Mysterious spent the entire walk laughing silently. He didn't even bother to hide it! He was laughing at me to my face! Boy was he lucky I promised to be nice and get along. I nearly growled outloud a few times during that short walk.

This was going to take a lot of energy, but I need to play nice. I think I'm actually going to take him up on his offer for later tonight. It might be the only time I'd have to patch things up so I didn't want to choke something every time he came within spitting distance of me. Hmm, spitting distance. The idea was rather tantalizing, but I had to shake it away. I was going to be nice. Spitting at people out of spite, wasn't nice. It was fun for the spitter but it wasn't nice.

I wonder what his powers were anyway. He always seemed to stare right past you. Maybe he was pyschic. THAT'S IT! He has to be! Andrew must have brought him in knowing he was an amazing pyschic, so he could train me with my powers!