Bust a move! Good song. :D
Chloe's POV.
I woke up some time later. It was light, so probably morning. My head was on Derek's chest and his arms were still around me even though he was asleep. He stayed. I knew he would but it still made me smile. I slipped out of bed trying not to wake him. I crept into the kitchen. Megan was at the table, drinking some juice.
"Hwello, sleep face," she smiled.
"Mornin' Megan," I smiled back, sitting beside her.
"I heard you scream," she said sadly. "Did you fall over? I screamed once when I fell over. I grazed my knee-" she help up her left knee, "-and it reeaalllly hurt! But then Amber kissed it and it felt better!" She smiled brightly. "She cleaned up and I didn't cry. No, no. I was brave."
"I wish I could be as b-brave as you," I patted her knee.
"I'll show you how soon," she giggled. "What happened to your arms?" She pointed to my wrists.
"I...cut myself by mistake."
"Oh no!" She grabbed my hands and laid them on the table. Before I knew what she was doing, she pulled of the bandges.
"No, Megan! They need to-Oh my!"
Megan had clasped my hands. My wrists oozed out some blood put then it stopped. My wrists were healed. I looked up shocked at Megan. She was smiling smugly.
"M-Megan? How did you do that?" I asked slowly.
"I've always been able to do it," she shrugged and giggled. "I can heal people and animals."
"Your a healer," I whispered. "Does anyone else know?
"Amber," she smiled. "Ambie Bambie knows."
"Now you do too." I jumped. Amber sighed and sat down at the other side of Megan. "I've known for a while. I told everyone last night. I guess Derek didn't tell you. I didn't want her to heal you because if she healed everyone who was hurt, it'd mess up her head, seeing all the blood and cuts." Amber ran her hand through Megan's curls.
"I understand," I smiled.
Amber smiled back.
"Wh-what about you?" I asked. "Do you have any hidden talents?"
"No," Amber laughed. "None. Well, I can play the piano, does that count?"
"M-Maybe," I grinned.
"Could you keep it down?" Tori complained, stumbling in. She had the case of bed-head going on. "Trying. To. Sleep."
"Time to wake up now," I said.
"Well excuse me," Tori threw her hands up. "Some of us didn't get to bed till late, because some of us were worried about a certain someone."
"Bless." Amber said.
"Ugh!" Tori made some coffee. Amber got a cup. They talked and I got up to get dressed into something clean. I opened the bedroom door and ran smack straight into Derek's chest. Before I could pull away, his arms were around me.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Yep," I said happily. "Megan healed my wrists." I help it up. Derek stroked the skin, making me shiver.
"Good," he whispered.
"I-I'm going to get dressed," I slowly pulled away from him.
"You can dance if you want to, you can leave your friends behind. 'Cause if your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance then they're no friends of mine,"
I just finished getting dressed when someone singing the Safety dance made me jump. I span around. A guy my age was dancing and grinning. He was short brown hair, and blue eyes. I watched him for a second before snapping to my senses.
"Safety dance!" He laughed. "Well, hel-lo, Necro." He bowed mockingly.
"Hi," I sighed. "Do you need something?"
"Someone to talk to," his voice went sad but his eyes were mocking. "I've been so lonely. So...very...lonely. I just wanna talk."
"Eric!" Liz snapped, appearing suddenly. "What did I say? Leave Chloe alone," she turned to me. "Sorry."
"W-who is he?" I asked.
"I'm Eric, darlin'," Eric winked. "Wanna get up close and personal?"
"Oh for goodness sake!" Liz grumbled. "Sorry, Chloe. Eric's my new dead friend. He's dead annoying."
Eric put a hand over his heart. "Ouch. Harsh. And that was such a bad joke. 'Dead annoying'," Eric shook his head.
"Wasn't kidding," Liz mumbled.
"Anyway...," Eric rolled his eyes. "I just wanted to meet the gal," Eric looked me over. "Glad I did." He grinned.
"I'll just leave you too along," I hid a smile. "I-I'll be in the kitchen."
I left them talking-more arguing-and went into the kitchen. I stopped short when I saw a dark shadow hovering over everyone. No one else could see it.
"D-Derek?" I whispered. I saw his head whip up. He came over to stand next to me.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking at my face.
"T-the shadow," I whispered. "It's t-there," I pointed to it.
"What's it doing?"
"Hovering. I can feel it," My head started to spin. I wanted to run. "It's planning. What is it?"
"I'll get everyone out the kitchen," Derek kissed my head. "Get out now."
As soon as he moved away from me the shadow moved. It wrapped around me, cutting off my air. I coughed but I could even do that. I was choking.
"CHLOE!" I saw Derek run towards me but then flew backwards. It was as if some thing had thrown him.
He kept trying but it was getting harder and harder to see. All I could see was black smoke. I fell on all fours still chocking. My boby became numb and everything was spinning. I gasped for a breath but nothing came. I was dying.
"Vhat do you think you are doing?" A Russian voice demanded. "Get avay from her, you shadow bastard!"
What do you think of Eric? What do you think of Megan? Only one way to find out. REVIEW! :D Please! -Clare
