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Nobody? ... Okay, here's the chapter then -.-

OH & BY THE WAY! THIS IS THE CHAPTER WHERE CLAIRE MATURES;D SO IF YOUR NOT TOO FOND OF 'WOMANLY' THINGS, DON'T READ THE CHAPTER!O;

Claire P.O.V. (She's Twelve)

"Lacey, what the hell? My stomach hurts so fucking bad!" I whined, twisting my legs together tightly.

She's been my best friend for two years now, since we started sixth grade. She was super pretty, too. Her hair was really light, almost blonde, but it was brown. It's hard to explain, but she had warm brown eyes.

I guess the reason we're best friends is because her mom left her dad and two little brothers. We're both the oldest.

"Did you eat something bad?" she asked, showing me her bedazzled converse from the next stall over.

Shaking my head I quickly said, "No. I'm trying to take care of myself better, since... You know."

I imagined her brown eyes flashing with sympathy, "Your gonna be so jealous of that kid, Claire. I know I'm jealous of my mom's new daughter."

"My mom's not like that. Just because she got married to Sean five months ago and she's having his baby, doesn't mean she'll forget about me and Vera... At least, she better not. I'll kill her. Vera's been super curious lately about him," I answered.

"Gustavo?" Lacey asked, "Well, he's her dad, Claire. Besides, she's getting to that age. It's happening kind of fast, though. She's barely seven."

I nodded, "Yup. Ugh, fuck my life. What the hell?" I kicked the black bathroom stall, "Lacey!" I screamed, panicing.

"What? Oh my fucking God! Clarie! If we drink red Gatorade, our pee turns red, right?"

I didn't answer and tried to clean the brown stuff on my underwear.

"CLAIRE!" She screamed and banged on the stall's wall.

"Oh my God! Lacey! I think I just shit my pants through my vagina!" I whimpered.

She was quiet for a while and then replied softly, "Claire... I think we just got our periods."

Period? What the fuck. My mom said it'd happen later in life. She did tell me that when I was Vera's age, though.

"Aww, man! We got our periods!" I wailed, "Dude, I don't have pads on me! Do you?"

"FUCK MY LIFE!" Lacey screamed, "No! I- Lets just go to the nurse? We're in nutrition, so I say lets go!"

We groaned and then started to grab a bunch of toilet paper. I wrapped my sweater around my waist and Lacey used her cardigan. We ran with our backpacks into the office and... The principal got mad at us.

He seated Lacey and I in his office.

"Young ladies, you should not be running into the office without permission." He growled at us, his forhead wrinkling so disgustingly.

I groaned, my stomach was hurting so bad. It got to the point where I just stood up, "Okay, listen here, Mr. Zolis, Lacey and I have started our monthly menstrual' cycles today and wanted to see the freaking NURSE! Now, call my mom to come pick me up now! Call Lacey's dad, too." I growled and walked out of there to Mrs. Leil, the nurse.

"Can I have a pad, please? I just started my-"

She nodded, "Here, take two. One for you and one for Lacey. I'll call your parents right now," she smiled.

Thanking her, I ran to her restroom and awkwardly put the pad on my underwear. I was gonna ask for a tampon... But those things scare the crap out of me.

When I finished, I gave Lacey her pad and we both waited, silently in the office.

"Do you think your mom would let you sleep over at my house today?" Lacey mumbled.

"Maybe. Why?" I asked, confused. She has her own room and it's big, so it'd probably be fun.

Lacey shrugged, "I just. Want a girl at home with me. Melissa never told me about this kind of stuff and telling my dad is out of the question. Or maybe I can stay over at your house until I get the hang our this thing?"

Immediately, I got excited, "Yes! It'll be so cool! We both have big room, but are you sure you wan to stay at my house with Sean, his kid, my mom, her morning sickness, Vera and me?"

She looked down at her hands. I felt so bad for her. Her mother left just last year and was never around. "It'll be fun. My dad can't really talk to me because I think I remind him of her too much. My eight year old brothers are enough hassle to him," she replied.

I noticed her eyes were watery and her cheeks were bright pink. Her breaths were shallow and shaky. "Oh, Lacey," I muttered and pulled her into a hug.

That's how my mom found us. We asked her if she could stay over, my mom agreed. She called Lacey's dad and he said it was fine with him.

Funny thing, we both saw Natalie walking down the street with her mom and dad. They looked really happy. Lace said that Natalie was probably a spoiled brat.

I agreed, but silently wished that was me.

Natalie was always happy and even happier when she saw Jacob. Quil hasn't visited me in a while and I'm starting to think he got tired of hanging around with a twelve year old.

"Ugh, Claire! My stomach hurts, now too!" Lacey growled, as she snuggled into my comforter on my queen sized my bed. I crawled in right next to her.

"Shut up, I feel like a fat cow!"

My mom brought us both Tylenol and water bottles. She looked huge. My mom was naturally skinny and petite, so at six months, she looked like a whale. Serves her right for having sex.

"Thanks, Carol," Lacey beamed.

Sweetly, I said, "Thanks, Momma."

"Anytime, girls. Call me if you need something. Sean and I will be downstairs with Vera. I'll keep her out of your hair for the rest of the night. Do you think you guys would be strong enough to go to school tomorrow? It'll be a matter of time before you start feeling lightheaded, sweets."

Both Lace and I said no as she left.

Our sleepover was not fun at all, we were both complaining and I stained my side of the bed. Lacey laughed at me and then like an hour later, she stained my bed.

We both changed my bedsheets and slept under towels.

"Next time, we're having a sleepover on you bed," I hissed at her and yawned.

"Fine with me," she replied just as sharply.

Ugh, I hate my period.

Aren't you glad you read the Author's Note on top? If you didn't well, I hope you got grossed out -.-

Yay! You guys, I'm kind of sad. Claire's P.O.V. is going to be on hold until 'something' happens invlolving Natalie.(; & NO! I am not raping my character! She's too precious!O: So Natalie, will not be raped anytime soon, okay? I hate it when authors have their characters raped at an early age. /:

Oh! Don't expect to hear much of Claire after the next three chapters... ):

BUT, Nata-Bee has to grow up and I need to build her character. Claire is already the sarcastic, protective, loyal girl. So what should Natalie be like? o:

This is hard! I might hold a poll up, but ehhh... I'm too lazy! It's such a nice day today, though! Ahh, this is the kind of weather I like:) Sunny, with a slight breeze:D

Yay Southern Californiaaaa:)