Olivia stood over Roman's bed watching the two teenagers sleep. It was already morning and she had come to make sure Roman wasn't late for school. Instead she was met with the two young adult's snores.

She watched as Selena's tail wagged slightly. She knew she smelled Nekojin when she had entered her house earlier. It had been decades since she had a taste. Roman rolled over and threw an arm protectively around the young girl in his sleep. She scowled as she realized that this girl was of some importance to Roman so she would have to leave her alone.

"Such a pity," she commented to herself. She valued her son more than anything. She certainly valued him more than mere cat blood, even if it was a sweet delicacy. She was surprised Roman had made friends. She disliked that ill mannered werewolf but she could live with this nekojin girl. The nekojin were nomadic people but they at least were much more civilized than all of the wolves she'd met in her lifetime. She patted Roman and watched as he woke up in a groggy state. "You'll both be late for school," she said. "Let her take a shower and borrow one of your shirts. I'll let her take one of my old jeans. I haven't worn it since I was her age," she told him before walking away.

Roman blinked as he woke himself up. He's heard his mother's words and turned to look at the sleeping girl besides him. His eyes widened as he noticed her cat features were out in the open.

"Shit," he mumbled as he realized his mother had seen her this way. He gently woke her up and she sat up tired.

"Hey, we have school. Go take a shower and I'll get you some clothes," he told her as he pointed towards the bathroom connected to his room. She nodded groggily and made her way there slowly. She was still half asleep.

Roman took the opportunity to change clothing and meet his mother downstairs.

"Goodmorning darling. The jeans for your friend are right there," she pointed to the table as she continued to make her tea.

"Mom," Roman started but she hushed him immediately.

"Oh don't worry. I won't tell a soul. I've seen more odd things in my day than you can imagine," she said as she drank from her mug.

"Okay. I appreciate it." Roman stared at his mom but she really did seem calm. But after Shelly, not a lot came as a surprise to either of them anymore.

"Go take the clothing to your friend. You need to leave soon if you don't want to be late."

Roman grabbed the burgundy jeans off the table and walked back into his room just in time to hear the water shut off. He found an old plain grey v-neck t-shirt that wouldn't be too big on her. He looked at the jeans his mother had given him. She was right when she said that she hadn't worn them in years. He'd never seen her in these.

He knocked on the door and Selena opened it, revealing herself wrapped in a towel.

"Here," he said as he handed her the clothing items. "The shirt's mine and the jeans are from my mom."

"Your mom is letting me borrow clothes?" She asked with raised eyebrows. She didn't expect any kindness from her. It came as a surprise.

"Yeah, Godfrey's aren't totally coldhearted you know." She rolled her eyes and closed the door shut. Roman grabbed his backpack and waited for her. She emerged still toweling her hair dry.

"Your mother is really skinny," she commented as she observed herself in the jeans. They were tighter than what she was used to. She had more meat on her bones than his mother did.

Meanwhile Roman thought she looked stunning. His shirt hung loosely on her body but she managed to make it look presentable. And his mother's jeans were definitely accentuating her curves more.

She threw on her shoes as he grabbed the car keys and they were out of the house in seconds.

"Hey let me borrow a notebook and pencil," she said as she reached for his backpack that was in the backseat.

"Why?" Roman asked as he drove without taking his eyes off the road.

"Because I don't have any of my stuff with me."

"Right."

"Where are we going? School's that way," she said as they made a right turn.

"We're stopping to get some breakfast first." Selena was about to protest but she couldn't deny that she was starving. She chewed the inside of her cheek as she thought about Peter. He was probably angry with her for not going home last night. She vaguely recalled the phone call but couldn't remember much of what had been said.

They parked in front of an expensive country club and she gave Roman a look.

"Really?" She asked. Roman practically owned the town so it's not like anyone could stop them and force them to go to school, but being at a fancy place made her uncomfortable. She was a gypsy after all. He shrugged and walked in with her trailing after him. They were immediately greeted and seated by an overenthusiastic waitress. Selena wondered if the Godfrey's owned this place too.

"French toast and orange juice," she told the waitress. She happily wrote it down before turning to Roman.

"And for you Roman," she asked in a sickly sweet voice. Selena could smell the pheromones coming off of her and watched with an amused look. This waitress had the hots for Roman.

"I'll take the same," he replied not once looking at the waitress. The young girl looked discouraged.

"Of course," was her reply as she gave Selena a look that could kill. She rolled her eyes as the waitress walked away angrily.

"No milk?" Roman joked.

"Oh fuck you," Selena dismissed his lame pun. He was a bigger dork than he let on. "Do all women just fawn over you?" She asked in a bored tone.

"Most women like what they see," he replied arrogantly.

"You mean they like your bank account," she retorted. He smirked unfazed at her comment.

"Best of both worlds I guess," he replied as he leaned back in his chair. Selena couldn't help but wonder if Roman had always been this way. The way he acted with Shelly was a completely different person. She couldn't help but wonder if maybe his mother had sheltered him too much and that's why he didn't have proper social skills.

"So. You and Peter. What's up with that?" She asked as a waiter brought their food. She looked back to see the waitress glaring at them, obviously having given up her table. A shame, she thought. She was sure Roman gave good tips.

"What do you mean?" He dug into his breakfast like a savage and she couldn't help but be impressed at the animal in him.

"Are you friends? Sometimes it seems like you guys hate each other and other times I'd swear you two were gay. So what's the deal?" She watched as he struggled to give a response.

"We're friends. But all friends have their differences," he finally said. She nodded her head as she took a bite of her food.

"And do you have much experience with that? With friends." Roman put his fork down and stared at her. He had very intense eyes and Selena felt a bit mesmerized by them.

"What is this? An interrogation about my life?" He asked annoyed. She smiled as she looked at the young upir. He was easily riled up.

"No. Peter's never really had friends. And neither have I. Not real one's anyway," she said the last part as if it meant nothing. "Figured it's what brought us all together."

"A bunch of loner misfits," Roman laughed as he realized that's what they were. She smiled at his laugh.

"Exactly."

They finished their meal and just as Selena had expected; Roman left a hefty tip.

"Thanks for the meal," she thanked him as they drove to school. She had no desire to be there but she knew she had to face Peter.

"No problem. Figured it was the least I could do after I got you all fucked up last night." He smirkedd as she gave him a look but she still laughed at his comment.

"We both got fucked up," she corrected. He chuckled knowing she was right. He hadn't felt that free in ages.

"You're a cute cat," he complimented as he reached a stoplight.

"So I've been told. You saw me naked, didn't you?" He raised an eyebrow at her accusation.

"Well in my defense we were both fucking out of it. Not like we did anything though." She simply shrugged at his response.

"Being ashamed of your human body is a waste of time. And being slut shamed for being seen naked is even more idiotic. I honestly don't care if you did or didn't." Roman parked the car and took the opportunity to observe her. Her brown hair flowed down her shoulders in waves and her green eyes looked ahead in mild interest as she watched the school. She seemed calm and controlled and he was impressed with her self-confidence.

"It's already lunch time," she commented as she opened the car door. They had already missed half of the day. Roman hopped out and followed her towards the building. They both searched for different people. Selena for Peter and Roman for Letha. They continued walking until Roman stopped in his tracks. He looked upset and Selena followed his gaze only to find both Peter and Letha at the end of it. They watched as Peter placed a ring on her finger and Letha had the look of a kid with a crush.

The bell rang signaling that class was starting once again. Selena pulled Roman away and towards the school. They walked in silence pondering what they had just seen. Neither was very happy.

The three of them walked into Destiny's place. The car ride there was a silent one and Peter didn't look at Selena once. She knew that kid could hold a grudge but it was kind of annoying that he ignored her in general. She stood next to Roman, not wanting the feel the negativity emitting from Peter at the moment.

Destiny walked out of her bedroom with one of her clients. Selena tried not to laugh as she realized this was one of Destiny's many patients who she just gave Viagra to. She watched the man scurry away as Destiny shut the door behind him.

"Hey sweeties," Destiny said giving both Peter and Selena kisses.

"This is my cousin, Destiny Rumancek," Peter introduced in a bored tone.

"I'm Roman," he greeted extending his hand. Destiny took it instantly and looked at his palm. "See anything interesting?"

"Hmm" she said before letting go. Selena could tell that she'd seen something but Destiny simply turned back to Peter.

"You gentlemen have something for me?" She asked. Peter gave her a box of orange candies before producing a jar with the dead girl's intestines. Selena watched in disgust as Destiny opened the jar and sniffed. Peter and Selena made a face as the smell hit their sensitive noses.

"Sel, why didn't you do this?" Destiny asked.

"Fuck no I'm not. Besides, you're the expert in this stuff," she replied. They watched as Destiny walked into the other room.

"What did she see in my hand?" Roman asked her quietly. She just shook her head signaling that she didn't know. Roman scowled but accepted the response. They walked into the kitchen and watched Destiny place a worm in the jar and close it. Selena smirked when Destiny asked for tequila and sent the boys off. She hoped they wouldn't rip each other's heads off.

"Sel, please tell me you're not getting involved with that upir," Destiny pleaded once they were out of earshot.

"He's honestly not that bad," she replied as she took a seat on her sofa.

"He's dangerous. His hand, Sel. He's a bomb waiting to explode. Just look at it," Destiny argued. She shook her head. She'd stopped reading palms a while back. It felt intrusive.

Destiny frowned and grabbed her hand.

"Hey!" Selena protested as she tried to get out of her grip. Destiny ignored her protests and read her palm.

"Please tell me you're choosing Peter," she said as she let go.

"What are you talking about?"

"To love! To be with!"

"Des, that's not something I can just choose without thinking about," Selena said in a serious tone.

"You already married Peter once already," Destiny argued.

"We were ten! And it obviously wasn't official!" She countered.

"Sel, think about it. If our families wouldn't have separated, where would you be? You and Peter are made for each other. That's been obvious since childhood."

Selena stayed quiet. Destiny had a point. She and Peter would have had such a strong bond that they probably would've been deeply in love by now. She thought about him. She liked his ruggedness. He was always blunt and it was something she appreciated. He made her feel safe and at home. She thought about the way seeing him with Letha made her feel. She felt jealous.

"Peter doesn't love me like that," she finally said. Destiny scoffed at her response.

"You're kidding me, right? Have you seen the way he looks at you? The way his mood changes when he sees you with Roman? That's all you. You're driving him crazy."

"He hasn't said anything," Selena replied. Destiny rolled her eyes.

"Sweetie, it's Peter. He doesn't talk feelings unless you rip it out of him."

The door opened as the boys walked in holding bottles of alcohol and laughing with each other. Selena smiled at seeing them get along.

"Just promise you'll think about it," Destiny told her quietly. She nodded her head and watched as her friend grabbed the bottles from Peter.

"Come on Sel, we're going home," Peter called out. It sounded more like an order but she chose to ignore that for now. She stood and gave Destiny a hug goodbye. "We'll see you tomorrow."

It was already late as Roman drove them home. She rode in between both of them slightly annoyed of how small his car was. She was more than happy to get out once they arrived.

"Hey, kitty cat," Roman called out to her as they started to walk towards their home. Selena motioned for Peter to keep going and he did with a look of disdain.

"Who gave you the right to call me that?" she asked as Roman walked up to her. He left his car still on and running.

"They call you Sel. Thought I'd get to choose a nickname too," he said with a smirk. She couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"What do you want?" She asked. It was cold out and she was still in just a t-shirt. Sometimes even her abnormal warmth didn't help her.

"There's this gala tomorrow at the institute tomorrow. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come," he said with a hopeful look in his eyes. She stayed quiet as she thought about what Destiny had said earlier.

"I think I better stay with Peter. Help with the Destiny thing, you know?" His face fell for a split second before he nodded. He thought about compelling her to go but he knew this wasn't a girl you got by force. He also wasn't sure if it would work on her since she wasn't exactly human.

"Yeah, I understand. Well, goodnight then," he replied. He hesitated before pulling her in for a hug and she had to fight her initial instinct to push back. She reminded herself that this was someone who'd shown nothing but kindness to her. He was pleasantly surprised when he felt her own arms snake around his torso. She was a good deal shorter than him but he didn't mind. She made up for that with her big attitude shoved into her smaller frame.

"Thanks for everything today. Tell your mom I'll get her jeans back to her soon, and you'll get your shirt back too," she said as she began backing away.

"Nah, keep them. They look better on you anyways," he replied as he headed for his car. She smiled and shook her head as she watched him drive away.

She wasn't sure if it was because Roman was an upir but his scent was a nice one. Nicer than most men she'd met. And although she could smell the pheromones mixed in there she didn't think it was disgusting. Guys her age reeked of them with all their built up sexual desire. His wasn't as overwhelming and she wondered if that was because he'd have sex with the girl who seemed to worship him at school.

Selena threw herself into the couch and against Peter as soon as she walked in. She hoped he wouldn't move away and sighed in relief when he didn't. Instead Peter looked at her curiously.

"What did he want?" He asked trying to sound uninterested.

"To invite me to some Gala. Told him I couldn't." She replied simply. He smiled to himself as he learned she had denied his invitation. She disappeared for a moment to change and Peter thought about this girl from his childhood. He'd always had a soft spot for her but seeing her now made everything different. They weren't little kids anymore and he found that the bond he had with her was stronger than he remembered.

"I'm taking over your bed tonight," she called out as she ran to his small room. He bolted off of the couch and straight to his room. He didn't want to lose his bed tonight. He tackled her down just as she was about to reach the bed, causing them to collide onto the small mattress.

Peter stared into her eyes as his face was only inches away from hers. He could smell the vanilla perfume on her neck and heard her breathing hitch as he got closer. Her green eyes dilated and they could both smell their arousal. He struggled internally before rolling off of her.

"Why were you with Roman last night?" he asked emotionlessly. The timing of the question took her by surprise.

"He wanted to hang out." Her reply was simple and Peter didn't buy it.

"You didn't come home." He said in a blunt tone.

"I fell asleep," she replied with a frown. "He's my friend too you know."

"Friends? Sure." Peter said sarcastically. Selena scowled at how childish he was being.

"We didn't do anything. We were both drunk and we knocked out. But whatever, believe what you want. I can do whatever I want because in case you've forgotten I don't belong to anyone. I'm going to sleep." She rolled over and pulled the blanket over her, her back facing him. He sighed before climbing into the small bed beside her.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. She simply nodded but refused to look at him. She was already over his possessiveness. "I really am," he said as he pulled her into him, her back to his chest. She didn't reply and he placed a small kiss on her shoulder before they both fell asleep in silence.