Chapter 21: Colors turn to grey

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(This is a confusing, cute, fluff, and a lot of P.O.V's chapter)

*Brendons P.O.V*

  "Bye guys." Claire turns to me after shutting the door. "Come on, lets get you to be." Ok so I may of gotten a little drunk.
   "I'm supposed to be making you feel at home," I whine. When I get drunk, I tend to get whiney.
  "I dont even know which room is yours," I point to the door at the end of the hallway and she leads us to it. She opens it up and leads me to the bed. I lay on the bed looking up at the ceiling.
  "Here change into this...I know your not that drunk," she throws me some pants and walks out. I take off my clothes and change into the pants she threw, then hop into the bed. I cant even keep my eyes open anymore.
   I feel the bed dip and I move closer to her. She faces my chest as I hold her. I kiss her head and mumble goodnight, getting one in return.

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(1 week later... August 8)

  *Claire's P.O.V*

  "Are you sure you have everything," I ask Taylor. Its her first day of 10th grade and I'm worried for so many reasons. 
  "Mom, dad I promise I'm good...now can we please go, I don't want to be late," Taylor says impatiently.
  "Claire stop worrying everything is fine," Brendon says before grabbing his keys.
  "I know its just, she's your daughter...you know what happens sometimes," I say. I don't want her end up having friends that only use her for Brendon.
  "Mom I promise, I can take care of myself. Remmeber I have y'alls number and Zacks with everyone else, someone will save me...now can we please go," we all walk to Brendons car and get in. Once we're all buckled, Brendon starts driving to the school.
    We arrive at the school, the whole way I was biting my nails. How do people do this, I mean I've only been a "mom" for a weak and I've been out of my head thinking the worst if I do something wrong.
  "Well I'll see you guys later, love you," she gives us a hug and gets out. Brendon places a hand on my thigh, "She'll be fine."

*Taylor's P.O.V*

  I walk through the doors of the school getting weird looks from everyone, but I brush it off. I guess they don't really get new people here. I find my way to the front office ready to get my schedule since I missed the first day yesterday.
   "Hi honey what can I do for you," the front desk lady asks.
  "Um I'm here for my schedule, Taylor Urie," when I said my name, her eyes widen. She starts going through papers then grabs one and hands it to me.
   "Well Taylor since you didn't get the your yesterday I'm going to call a student to show you around," she grabs the phone and dials something until her voice came on the intercom.
   "Danny Owen to the records office, Danny Owens to the records office," she repeats and hangs up. After a few moments a boy with brown hair and stunning brown eyes comes in.
   "You needed me Mrs. Jenson," he says blankly.
  "I need you to show Taylor around," she points over to me as I wave. "Sure come on." I follow him out.
   "So lets see your schedule," I hand him my paper and his face lights up. "Well you are one lucky person, we have all our classes together...even French."
   "I'm so stupid how rude of me..I'm Taylor Urie," I hold my hand out and he shakes it.
  "Danny Owen, and I know who you are I'm a big fan of your dad," he smiles. Oh his smile is AH! We stop at a room and he opens the door for me. I now notice this is the art room from all the paint. We find our seats and surprisingly, Danny sits by me.
   "Ok class so we have a new student who we havent met yet, would you like to introduce yourself," I nod and look around. I see stares of disgust thrown at me.
   "I'm Taylor Ugg-Jackson, I just moved here with my parents and that's relaly it because I know no one cares," I say. The teacher rolls his eye and I get comfortable in my seat again.
   "Your secret is safe with me," Danny whispers then hands me a peice of paper under the table. I look down and open it up to see his number. Damn it Tayor stop blushing.
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   "I made it through my first day of hell," I cheer. Danny laughs at this.
   "Why have you been with me all day , you can leave I'm not holding you back," I say to him.
   "Didnt want you getting lost," he smiles. "Well thank you," I say.
  "Hey we have every class together so you won't be getting rid of me," he smirks making me roll my eyes.
   "Can I ask about your mom," I freeze for a second and look at him. "What do you wanna know?"
   "Are you scared of her," I widen my eyes a glare at him. "No, she saved me from the hellhole I was in. She's just like all of us," I say calmly.
  "Sorry you just seemed nervous this morning I thought maybe something happened," he says looking down.
  "She was just worried along with Brendon," I hear a ding and take out my phone seeing a text from Brendon saying he was here. "I got to go, I'll see you tomorrow, bye Danny," I wave to him.
   "Bye Miss Jackson," I roll my eyes and walk to the front to see Brendon on his phone in the car. I scare him bye jumping in the car. I buckle up and he starts the car.
  "So how was school," I roll my eyes. "Please dont be that dad," I say making him laugh. I notice something on his jawline making me want to gag.
  "So how was your day, Brendon," I see his widen eyes direct to me and I laugh.
  "Damn it," he mumbles seeing the bruise. Did he really think he'd hide that?
  "I dont care, its bound to happen," I finally calm down.
"Your something else...so changing the topic, did you make any friends."
   I feel my cheeks heat up and Brendon quickly notices making an OOO noise.
   "Ok his name is Danny and we have every class together. He's super nice and he's a big fan of you," I explain, never taking the smile off my face.
  "Claire had nothing to worry about, but be careful," he says keeping his eyes on the road.
   "Yeah yeah, when we get home please don't do anything until I'm asleep or gone."

Hello, so I though I would add a little bit of Taylor but don't worry its not changing into a 'Adopted by Brendon Urie' thing its still about Claire.
   Danny is not my character it actually belongs to one of my best friends. alternated_universes so go over there and check her out, she is an amazing flipping writer.

~Katelyn

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