Forbidden Sunrise

Don't need food.

Laura's POV.

I wonder towards the kitchen and prepare to face my Uncle Val. "What is it Laura?," he says raising his eyebrow and drinking his coffee sternly. "I-I uh I erm," I stutter. 'Hes never going to say yes,' I think out loud. "Yes to what?," I forgot he could do that. "Yes it's marvellous isn't it?, now what is it I won't being saying yes to," he says. I take a deep breath and try not to think about it. I clear my mind "CanFrankie,Cleo,LorraineAndClawdeenSleeoOverIncludingWotzit?," I say all together. Uncle Val looks at me suspiciously. "Is that all?," he says. I nod, what was he expecting me to ask? "Nothing, *he reads my mind*, yes they can sleep over but I'm not going to be home, I will give you girls some privacy to get to know your own kind," he says. I smile and hug him tightly and call the girls.

"Uncle Val," I call out. "Yeah?," he pops his head round the corner. "What on earth are you doing?," he ask. "I tried making s'mores but I burnt them and everyone's going to be here soon and I don't know what to do," I sob. He rolls his eyes. "Well, I'm no cooking expert, but how difficult can they be?," he sprinkles flower onto my nose.

*

"Laura," Clawdeen shouts as I open the door. "Hi," I smile and allow my friends to enter. "What's that smell?," Clawdeen continues. "I promised s'mores," I say. Each girl looked surprisingly happy, including Frankie who was clutching Wotzit tightly. "Hey Frankie, so how's you at Brett?," I ask as we all head towards the kitchen. Cleo makes herself at home and sits at the breakfast bar swinging her legs back and forth.

I picked a tray of chocolate covered s'mores from the side and paced them on the counter in front of the girls. "These taste amazing," Clawdeen says as she takes a mouthful. Everyone else then grabbed one and started munching and crunching on the delicious unhealthy snack. "You girls got everything you need?," Uncle Val comes trailing into the kitchen. "Yes we're fine," I say. "Sure? They're drinks in the fridge, lollies in the freezer, more chocolate covered snac-," "Ucle Val they know where everything is," I cut him off.

"Okay, just making sure, are you guys warm enough? I can turn the heating up a bit,"

"Just go, you're going to be late," I say as watch him slide on his coat and wrap and dark red scarf around his neck and slip on some muddy boots. "I'm going, I'm going," he replies and with that he leaves.

"Is he going to the parents meeting?," Lorraine ask.

"Yeah, are yours going?," I say helping myself to my very own s'more.

"Yeah I think everyone's are, it's the big contravention for us ghouls,"

"My parents left a few hours ago leaving my brothers in charge of the house, I wouldn't be surprised if there is a party going on,"

"A party?," Cleo's eyes beamed.

"Yeah, but it would just be Clawd and his older friends including a few of my other brothers," Clawdeen implies.

"Clawd's the one from the other night I presume?," I say.

"Tall one?, the know it all?, yeah that's him," Clawdeen rolls her eyes.

I was thinking more along the lines tall, attractive, good hair and incredible fashion sense, but sure lets go with that too. I thought inside my head, I mean I couldn't say that out loud could I?

"Laura, uh can I have a drink?," Frankie asks as she throws a s'more onto the floor allowing Wotzit to eat the remaining.

"Sure, help yourself,"

"Okay," she stood up and opened the fridge, she looked up and down an then selected a Lemonade, twisting the top and pouring herself a drink.

"I thought you can't eat or drink?, you know being yourself...," I say while biting my nails.

"We're built so we don't need to survive on food, but my dad built me so people wouldn't find it suspicious if I don't eat anything, like Wotzit! However I don't need it, get it?," she says taking a massive sip of her drink and screwing the lid on tightly.

However I just nodded although I didn't quite understand, but I didn't want to bring it to anyone's attention.