I'm sorry I haven't updated or anything just been too lazy…as always J. It's short but I couldn't think of anything.

Chapter Six: Don't judge a book by it's cover.

"How did you win? I mean. Tha-" I started

"What? didn't think I could do it? Or are you a sore loser?" he mocked. I slapped his shoulder "I am not a sore loser . I just didn't know you were so…fast?" I know it came out like a question but I didn't know how to explain it to him without making a fat joke.

"Whatever"

I smirked "You really need to stop hanging out with Kate your starting to sound like her."

"What is it with you girls anyway?" he asked curiously as we got in the car.

I looked at him as I put the keys in ignition. "Seriously?" I asked amazed

"Seriously."

"She is the most annoying. Stuck-up. Gold digging. Plastic. Loser. I have ever encounted in my 15 years of existence, Chase Collins. And by the looks of it so is her little cronie 'Sarah' or washed Barbie as I like to call her." I said

He looked at me shocked. "Wow, you must really have in for her." he muttered

"You have no idea" I said remembering how she stabbed me in the back when we were kids.

"But I don't think that's all." he said

I scoffed "Your right. There's more but I really don't feel like show and tell. Maybe some other time?" I asked

I saw out of the corner of my eye he nodded. I changed the subject feeling an awkward silence about to come on board. "What about you? I mean a transfer student coming to Ipswich the most boringest place out and hanging with the 'plastic' crowd. The way I hear it. It apparently does not get much better than that."

I kept my eyes on the wall just waiting for the question to be answered. "Oh come on." I coaxed after a few seconds of silence.

"There's not much that needs to be said, Claire. I mean…I'm an eighteen year old boy, an exchange student friend of the famous Sons of Ipswich." I noticed the way he emphasized the 'boys' title but didn't say anything to be listening to his short biography.

"It was my decision to come to Ipswich though." he filled in after explaining everything

I looked at him finally pulling up in the driveway. "What? Why?" I asked taking off my seat belt.

He shrugged. "Change of scenery. Especially since…" he trailed off

I frowned "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to" I said feeling a little guilty for pushing him before to tell me about him instead of getting to know him.

He shook his head. Getting out of the car. I got out too. I crossed my arms and placed them atop the roof.

Just watching as he watched me back. "My parents died in a car crash."

I gasped "I'm so sorry." I apologized

"Don't be. You didn't do anything. Besides, they were my adoptive parents." he said

I frowned "But that shouldn't mean anything to you at least not like that, chase. They were still your parents if not through blood then through blood."

"Oh don't get me wrong, Claire. I am grateful that they took me in and everything but they were just distant unlike most families that adopt children so they can have a family. I didn't really know them and I guess in turn you can say they didn't really know me."

I nodded biting my lip as I looked at chase. Unlike, the boys of Ipswich. Chase, was different. A little hard to get open but after a while I thought of him as unique in emotion and soul.

"What?" he asked snapping me out of my thoughts.

I shook my head. "Nothing. Want to go in?" I asked nodded to the old Victorian mansion.

I heard him whistle low "Sure." he said

I walked towards the house at the same pace as chase "So, you ever have parties here?"

I shook my head "Uh uh, not 'wild n out' parties where you invite the whole school to trash your house or get trashed in your house. My mother would kill me. Social elite parties, on the other hand? That's a tick in the box for that one. My mother is very…" I trailed off trying to look for the right word

"Picky?" he asked

I shrugged nodding "Yeah, picky is a good way of putting who she wants to hang around with. It's mainly those from the powerfully influential like my mother herself. Nothing more nothing less."

'It's ironic how she's already powerful physically but works to increase her power influential.' I thought

"What about your father?" he asked

I shook my head "He's the reason she fell from grace in her reputation for the rich and powerful." I told him.

He remained silent for me to carry on. "He wasn't exactly rich, he wasn't exactly good looking enough for the snobs nor was he a least bit influential in the social elite circles." I explained

I cleared my throat as I felt it tighten "No, he managed to charm my mother with a few sweet words and a snap of his finger." I said annoyed.

My mother was like that. "It's a shame when he tired of her. He used me as an excuse to claim almost half of her earnings. It was a good thing she was well educated in the law area or else she would have lost everything" I told him

"Wow, your dad's a…" he trailed off

I stopped in front of the door to hear him. "Asshole?" unsure if he should comment

I smirked "It's good to see we're on the same page, Collins. Don't let my mother here that though. She has…somewhat of a soft spot for him" I said disgustedly turning the key into the door to open.

I resisted the urge to smile. It had been 5 hours later and we were watching the harry potter series.

'ironic. A movie of witches and wizards.' I thought

"Seriously? How can you like harry pothead and Hermonie what's her face?" chase asked amused

I scowled "Oh I hate harry and his crew. I'm more on the death eater side which sucks considering they wont win the war anyway."

He raised an eyebrow "How many times did you read the books" he asked

I felt heat creep into my cheeks before I cleared my throat. "More than once" I said quickly

He smirked "And you still go for the villains? Why?"

I sat up on the couch. "Well, I mean…Everyone goes for the good sid-"

"So you go for the villains for no apparent reason?" he concluded

I shook my head "No, they just interest me." I said simply

He tilted his head at me waiting for me to continue "I mean. It's their personality. The Misunderstanding one easily gets after judging a person because of something they've said or done. Take Draco Malfoy for example. As you've seen from the other videos he's only like that because of his father's pressure and expectations to hold up his family's name which gets tarnished when harry exposes his father." I explained

"Your saying we shouldn't judge a person so quickly but see where they go? Where their decisions lead them?"

I nodded smiling "That's exactly what I'm saying."

He returned my smile but there was just something different in the way he looked at me. "What if…" he trailed off

I placed my head in my hand and propped my elbow on the couches back. "What if?" I asked trying to get him to say what he was about to say.

He avoided my eyes for a while before looking me square and asking me "What if someone killed their parents…hypothetically speaking, of course." he asked

I was kind of shocked at the question but I shook off the shock because I knew this was just a reasoning game not a seek and find game.

I took a deep breathe and let it out thinking about it. "Was it an accident?" I asked

He thought about my question before shaking his head in a negative answer.

I nodded "Did this someone have a reason behind his actions?" I asked

Without thinking about it he nodded.

"It would depend on why, chase." I said

He thought about what he was going to say again before answering, "The person's motive was that they were getting to close to the person's secret. They were…suspicious." he said distantly

I looked at him. "I would say this person killed them for his own reasons based on his on personal details. If that's so, chase. Then this person's parents obviously provoked him one way or the other. Or maybe they were innocent and he just took whatever their actions said the wrong way causing this person to believe they were onto him. Therefore, I would say suspicion is not a good enough reason." I started

"But it does give a gateway for the person to kill. This person is a villain, yes. Misunderstood? maybe. I don't know this guy well enough to make a decision. But, if you asked me personally whether I would judge the person on the path they've taken or their decisions…I wouldn't judge them. I don't know them, they didn't do anything to me…I couldn't do anything to them. I would look down on them disdainfully because they've taken a living person from the earth but as far as death goes? I don't know what I'd do, chase. So I tell you this now. My answer is I don't know what I'd do" I answered honestly

I felt a little unnerved with the stare he gave me. "What?" I asked