Lunar Clock

~Chapter 3: JUST GET OUT!~

DPOV

She...ran?

I squared my shoulders and looked down at my feet, they were so big but, when I moved them, I never found them awkward. I had no idea why I was going on about feet, but I had to think of something right now, I mean... Chloe just ran away? How was I supposed to react to that? I know she wasn't scared of me or anything this time, but that was just... so unlike her? Was it because of me? I grunted.

This was all my fault, I don't know what I did, but whatever it was, I needed it to stop. And soon, before everyone around me would go crazy! This started to annoy me, and I felt a growl creeping up my throat again just thinking about it. Then I thought ... why don't I ask Chloe what was bothering the two of them. I want to know why is it that those psycho bitches keep their eyes adverted; I'm not that scary am I? Simon has told me some possible leads about why the girls were like this, but I sometimes didn't understand Simon, and most times I understood girls even less.

I realised that my face was heating, at first I thought maybe it was a sign of me changing and my heart began to speed up in shock, but when I looked at myself in the mirror beside me, I actually found out I was blushing.

I'm not an idiot, I knew why it was I was blushing, I was just ticked off that my body was being so uncontrollable, no matter how many times I tried, I could not hide the look on my new face. I was nervous, I was nervous to have to talk to Chloe. OMG what was I, a man or a mouse? Oh, wait I forgot... I was a wolf. I gritted my teeth, admitting that won't help anything!

CPOV

It was later on in the evening when I finally saw Derek again. As I walked by the living room I saw he was sitting awkwardly on the couch, being tormented by Simon about something to do with me. Hold it, BACK UP! What were they doing?

I knew it was horrible to eavesdrop twice in one day, but I was still curious. Then I went ridged, curiosity did kill the cat after all. Well, maybe on second thought I will go take a shower.

DPOV

At first he sat there, and then he began messing with the foot rest. He was trying to get my attention, but he never would, I was an emotional rock, I perfected it for years. Just forget that recent incident with the blushing and we are all good.

"Derek," Simon began, looking up at me "Derek, are you gonna sit there and tell me that it's not bothering you?" What was he going on about now?

"I honestly don't know what in hell you're going on about now; don't you have something better to do? Go on; go hang with the girls or something I want to be left alone." I regretted that as soon as I said it, forcing someone to get lost will make them want to stay even more! GOD why am I making so many stupid word choices today? I'm such an IDIOT!

Chloe was walking up the hall, coming towards this door, man I hoped Simon wouldn't do or say anything stupid to make her look in here. Not after all this weird sh*t going on. She passed the door.

"Oh I see, you're stressed out over Chloe!" DAMMIT Simon! I heard her stop, and I sensed her coming back this way. My face was heating up all over again, I could hear her feet pounding.(well, to human ears tiptoeing .)Getting closer... getting louder...I COULDNT TAKE IT!

"No Simon, it's not like that! It's not like that at all okay! Now just drop it or I am going to seriously get ticked off at you! "At first he was a little pissed, but then he laughed as he looked up at my face over his.

"Derek, are you blushing?" OH GOD! "Derek you are! I knew it had something to do with Chloe!" OH GOD NO! "Yes, finally we are getting somewhere!" OH GOD PLEASE NO!

"That's it!" I said, standing up.

"What?" he was eyeing me, but I couldn't read into what it was saying.

"I'm...," I was still being held by his stare "... going to go get a shower."

CPOV

I had just got out of the shower, I was soo happy that my skin felt soo good being clean again, and I stood there drying my hair humming a merry tune. Then I slipped on my pyjama pants, and almost completely had my shirt on when the door popped open and I was faced with Derek. He didn't see me at first cause he was pulling his shirt off over his face when it happened but I still screamed.

He was so taken aback that he didn't just rush out of the bathroom, he fell out and the door slammed but still hung open, showing Derek laying there looking up at my big reddened face. But I wasn't getting red from embarrassment I was getting red cause I was so DAMN MAD!

I looked down at barechestedDerek and my mind just exploded.

"JUST GET OUT!" I screeched. In a split second Derek was all wide eyed, his jaw was working, and then he got all red.

"IM SORRY IM SORRY..." and he jumped up and bolted, repeating the phrase till he was all the way down stairs.

My cheeks were heating; his face was not the only feature of his that changed. I shut the door quietly, hoping that nobody else heard what just happened.

After a moment of waiting and getting no response, I figured that maybe nobody heard what just happened. That's one problem avoided, now what was I going to do about Derek after... that?

Oh jeeze, what was I going to about Derek?