Claire's Diary ( On Hold )

Chapter 2

"I will never know myself until I do this on my own, And I will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed, I will never be anything till I break away from me, I will break away and find myself today..." -Linkin Park -Somewhere I Belong

Chapter Two

"Well, it's your first day of your last year in high school. How you feeling?" My mother asked.

"I'm excited," I told her honestly.

She glanced away from the road she drove on to smile at me. I had my license and was capable of driving myself, but she really wanted to take me, so I let her.

My mother is the one who me and Thomas got our looks from. She had short, frizzy dark brown hair. Her eyes were a pale blue, and I was so jealous of them. My father's bright blue eyes were the ones that had caused mine to be so bright. I didn't mind them, I just would have died to have my mother's.

My mom continued to go on about it being my senior year like I didn't already know. I think she was more excited than I was.

We reached the school and I jumped out of the car. I was looking good in the clothes me and Claire had bought together. I wore grey shorts with a faded yellow shirt that I had tucked into the bottoms. My feet were covered in grey Converse and my hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail.

"Have a nice day, Alexandra!" My mother yelled after me.

I turned to wave at her then chuckled to myself. She was the only person who always called me by my birth-name. She said that it fit my personality better.

I walked across the pavement, glad to see familiar faces surrounding me. I wasn't paying attention to them, though. I was scanning the place for Claire. I then remembered our meeting place last year, and fastened my pace. She was usually at school much earlier than me, and she would stand outside the school right by the door waiting for me, no matter what the weather was like.

I smiled softly as I spotted her at our normal spot. She stood there talking to her sister and was laughing as she normally did. I was happy to see her wearing the dress she had picked out along with the belt and sweater. It honestly looked great on her.

Since she was distracted by Chloe, I decided to surprise her. Instead of heading straight her way, I ran to the back of her. Others probably thought I looked mental because of the way I was sneaking around the school as if I was some sort of spy.

Claire hadn't noticed me until I ran up behind her and grabbed her by the waist. She let out a squeal but I held her close. I leaned into her ear and whispered, "Hello, beautiful."

She burst into giggles, most likely from relief. I let her go so she could turn around and face me.

"Baby!" She exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around my waist and leaned up to kiss me.

I was taller than she was, although not by too much. It was of convenience because I was the more dominant one in the relationship. I enjoyed that, too. I liked being the one in charge. It worked out, because Claire was much more submissive. She got turned on when I demanded her to do things or when I was forceful with my kisses, and I found that kinky as hell. I was also more of the male in the relationship, but that was okay. I was definitely not a tomboy, but I did enjoy treating my girls like they were princesses.

I allowed my lips to do as they pleased with Claire's, and I would have kissed her a whole lot longer if it weren't for our location, especially with her sister right by her side.

I gently pulled away, and looked over to Chloe, feeling somewhat guilty I had just taken Claire from her and smacked her lips in front of her.

"Hey Chloe."