A/N: I'm back! And so excited! Are you guys excited?:)
"Is your brother single, Claire?" I heard a voice ask as the human entered the bathroom,
I had just taken my blue contact lenses in, trying to cover up my awkwardly dark orange-ish eyes.
"Luckily, yes." I answered her while turning to face the girl. It was Mackenzie, the local popular blonde girl; with her two best friends who followed her everywhere.
She walked up to me with a smirk; "Here," she gave me a piece for paper. "Would you be so kind to pass this on to Derek."
I gave her an obvious fake smile, and nodded: "Sure, I'll make sure he calls you."
She looked at me as if I was trash, turned around and walked out with her friends.
I sighed and looked back into the mirror, my hair was perfect, my eyes, even though they were covered with contact lenses, were enchanting and my facial features were flawless. If I wanted to, I could be your best friend or maybe just a friendly fellow student who'd smile to you in the hallway. I could honestly be very popular, even more than Mackenzie.
But I knew how shallow their lives were, there would always be a friend or a date to entertain, but never did they really care about you.
Besides, I had other things to do.
Derek and I had moved into town two months ago, only five people have died so far. We had decided to drink of animals, but if we had a bad day or just really was in the need for it, we would drink of humans.
No one could live of only drinking animal blood anyways.
I had spent the last two weeks paying a detective to follow a family near Seattle. I was trying to find my family, but I had to be sure before I contacted them myself. Suddenly my phone started buzzing, I swiftly grabbed it from my pocket and picked up.
"Is this Claire Brown?" the voice asked. I recognized it as the detectives voice.
"Speaking," I answered and quickly packed my bag, and walked out of the bathroom door.
"I've got some bad news," he said. I frowned for half a second, before I stopped myself and turned blank.
"What?" I hissed into the phone quietly, so none of the students noticed my frustration.
"They found out that I'm following them.." he said after a few seconds.
"What?!" I said a little bit too loud, which made a few students look my way, I just gave them a smile before walking on.
"What do you mean; they found out?" I asked him angrily.
"Well, they must have connections, because one of them made contact." He said with a surprisingly calm voice.
I stopped in my track, closed my eyes and held the phone against my shoulder.
I took a deep breath before I put the phone against my ear once again.
"Which one of them was it?" I asked him.
"Jasper Hale," he answered shortly, right before I ended the call.
How stupid could he be?! Here I was, thinking I had the best detective in the country, and then he was found out.
I had to speak with Derek.
A minute later I stood outside his classroom, knocking on the door. I quickly opened it, told the teacher it was an emergency and got Derek pulled out.
"What's wrong?" he asked immediately.
"They figured him out," I said and pulled him towards the nearest exit.
"The investigator?" he asked with a frown.
"Yes," I hissed at him, once we were outside I turned to look at him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that." I mumbled and looked away from his face.
"It's okay," he said. "Tell me more, how did they find out?"
"Well, that's the problem: I don't know." I said and crossed my arms over my chest.
"That is a big problem.." he agreed and then stood staring at the ground.
"Well, what do I do?" I asked after a few seconds of waiting.
"Well.. You could just contact them face to face for once." He said.
"What? No, no I can't. I just can't, do that." I said, slowly freaking out. No, I could never do that. What if they weren't my family, like so many others? What if they thought I was crazy?
Or worse, what if it was my family. What if it was my family, and they didn't like what they had gotten? What if they had actually tried to get rid of me earlier, or if we had all been in a huge fight, which resolved in them throwing me out?
I couldn't bare all the possibilities.
"But think about it Claire, why not?" he asked me: interrupted my never-ending suspense.
"What if they don't like me?" I finally said.
He leaned his head to the side and smiled to me: "Of course they will! Certainly if it really is your family." He took my hands in his and looked into my eyes.
I couldn't help but smile back. He truly was my brother, not biologically but that didn't matter; he was my brother, and nothing could change that.
So, what do you think?
I know it's very short, but I PROMISE YOU I will start writing the next chapter right now! :)