Never Ending

Chapter One

Authors Note:

Hey guys! Okay so sorry this took so long, I've been working on a new book and been editing some of the others but i felt like Never Ending was finally ready for the public!

But anyway read, enjoy and tell me if you guys like it, i worked really hard on this and i really want to know what you guys think! I absolutely love getting comments from you guys! 

I've tried to keep some of the orignal draft in tact with this, but i was so excited when sweet_frog139 let me have this book! I was literally having a party when she told me this! But like i said

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Claires POV

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I reached over to turn my alarm clock off.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

"What the freak!" I yelled. I looked over to see my alarm clock was already off. "What... CRAP!" I yelled. Okay turns out my 'alarm clock' was the smoke detecter. I jumped up and started running down the stair... bad move.

I tripped, yes you heard me correctly, i tripped. I started falling down the stairs. Now, I didnt just fall like they do in the movies, no i rolled down the full 30 steps before i crashed down on the floor as gracefully as a bowling ball falling off of a table.

This is acutally a regular routine. It doesnt help either that my house isnt exactly hazardess proof. Its about a 4 story house with a WHOLE bunch of stairs. Basically its a big motherfreakin house. (Ha! You thought i was going to use french!) But thats kind of what you expect when you have a large pack.

I groaned as i rolled on my back, looking up at the ceiling. "Woah, when did we get 4 chandlers?" I questioned myself, watching as the 4 lights swung around in circles, becoming more and more blurrier by the turn.

"Oh my god Claire are you okay?" He yelled, rushing to help me up. Did he seriously not see me fall down the whole freakin stairs? "Im fine my arm just hurts. Why did the smoke detecter go off?" I groaned, getting onto my feet.

"Oh well i was making cerel... and all of a sudden there was a small fire... ya um bottom line is were going to have to have take out for like a year." Nick said, rubbing the back of his neck. I rolled my eyes and rubbed my sore arm. "Wheres mom?"

He didnt answer. Our mom is amazing. She drinks, partys, does drugs, and cant even remember our first names! Jealous right? Anyway she always decides to throw parties at out house, so since i was 4 Nicks always been there to sleep with me, cause ive never know when someone will wonder to far.

But it has happened before, so its not really for 'just in case.' Its not really an experience i want to share with you guys. Anway since then Nick went out and bought me a lock, but he still sleeps with me anyway, out of habit i think.

But on occasions like this, she'll probablty disappear for a couple of weeks and come home with a HUGE hangover, recking of puke, and having a whole pocket full of purple crayons... yeah i dont really understand the last part, after a couple of months you sort of ignore it.

"I gotta get ready for school." I sighed, not really knowing why i still feel hurt. Who cares? I mean seriously, she does this every time to us, and doesnt even care about how it effects us! "Claire... we have each other, and thats all that matters." Nick smiled, giving my hand alittle squeeze.

I smiled and nodded. I ran up the stairs and quickly went into my bathroom. I pratically dove into the shower, using vinalla and raspberry conditioner and shampoo. YUM! The stuff smells go good i almost ate it this one time... okay you didnt need to know that.

I quickly dried off and blow dried my hair. I looked at my reflection. I wasnt an ugly Betty, even for my nerdy status. You just cant really tell from behind my glasses... man i need contacts!

I had long brown wavy hair that reached down to my lower back. It was a pain to grow out, but worth it. I had bright green eyes, but they looked dull in the glasses. I wasnt fat, but i wasnt considerd skinny with my curves. I was just... avarge i guess.

I shook my head as i walked into my room, and opened the closet door. I looked through and pulled out black skin tight jeans with a pale orange blouse that had black lace on the collar along with some black hightops.

I quickly changed and put on some random bracelets. I fastly tied my hair into a high pony tail, leaving my side bangs down. I grabbed my book bag and started down the stairs when something hit me like a wrecking ball.

Theres a reason why the stairs look like their drunk. I groaned and walked back into my room and grabbed my glasses. The closer i got into the kitchen, this intoxicating smell devoured me, leaving me inhaling it greatly, pratically getting high off of it.

I slowley followed the scent, which lead me into the living room. I looked to see Nick talking to somebody intensly. The person didnt even have to turn around when one word left my lips. "Mine." I growled, loud enough for Nick to hear.

I didnt know who he was and i didnt want to stick around long to find out. Im nerdy, awkward, and definatly no Victoria Secret model. No one in their right mind would pick me as their mate! What if he rejects me? What if hes a total jerk who abuses women?!

He turned with such speed, it gave me whip lash. I locked eyes with the most mouth watering chocolate eyes i have ever seen. He looked at me and a seductive growl came from him, his eyes turning a bright gold as he looked at me.

I felt my body freeze, and my heart rate pick up some speed. My mate stood up, reveiling his muscled body. I uncontrolably licked my lips. Oh god i cant do this! I looked at the door and took in a deep breath and did what needed to be done.

I ran. I could hear him howl from the house, and frankly i didnt care at the moment. As much as my wolf begged me to go back so she could be with her mate, i just kept going. I dont know where i was heading... i just ran.

If only i knew.. guys lets just say that you really dont understand how bad we love to play chase.