Inheritance from mummy dearest

Dancing down hallways

That Friday everyone was gathered around the tv in the living room, everyone being bailey sheen Thomas and I. Finn went home this morning, feeling like he would be better for school Monday. I was still in my scrubs, having went to work right after school after getting a call this morning telling me that mono had claimed another victim of the staff.

" so you all were friends with my mom?" I asked. Bailey grinned slightly. " my mom was, and my dad was a good friend of your grandmas, but I never really talked to them." I looked at sheen, and he shrugged. " she was nice. I talked to her at parties and stuff the werewolves guarded. She was always open and had your sense of humor. But I wasn't best friends with her either." I looked at Thomas. " why where you friends with her then?" he shrugged, eyes glued to the basketball game running on the tv. "I'm a vampire. We get along with the incataysu better then others do. And we both knew her daughter, if that is what she had, would be my consort, so we figured we better get along before hand to make it easier. " I rolled my eyes at that. Bailey looked at me thoughtfully suddenly, and I have to admit, I was scared.

" can I cut your hair?" I frowned. " what's wrong with it?" she rolled her eyes. " it's so boring looking. A royal gypsies is supposed to be exotic. You're so... Plain looking. " I laughed dryly. " gee, thanks. But I think I'll pass. " she groaned. " I didn't mean it like that! It's so long, if you jus added layers to it it would be so beautiful!" I shot her a look, until Thomas suddenly said " she's right." I groaned, leaning my head back on the couch.

" why must you people torture me so?" I muttered. Bailey and Sheen laughed, and to my surprise Thomas grinned. " because it's fun of course. " he said in an amused tone. He raised an eyebrow when I shot him a glare, and he looked so arrogant I had to laugh. " fine. I guess you can. " Bailey squealed, dashing for the kitchen. Thomas grinned. " this I have got to see. "

" seeeeee I too you sooooo." Bailey sang as I ran my fingers through my hair. The layers did make my hair beautiful, I had to admit. My bangs where about chin length now, and she trimmed my hair so that it was at my waist. She had washed and blown dried it before I could see it so that the waves I usually painstakingly straighten out of my hair almost every morning where evident, making it look even better.

" ok, you were right ." I admitted. She squealed, throwing her arms around y neck and grinning at the mirror she had propped up in front of me. " do you like it?" she asked. I nodded, and she squealed again. Then she turned to sheen and Thomas, where perched on the counters. " and what about you guys? Do you like it?" Sheen grinned at me. " we'll you do look like a royal now. " I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed at me. Thomas studied me longer then Sheen did before he gave me a small smile. " I agree. That hair style makes you look a lot more like a royal the. Before. You look very beautiful. " I grinned, turning to Bailey. " I haven't let anyone touch my hair since my mom died, so you're damn lucky this turned out right. " she gasped. " oh, Nesha, why didn't you just say that ! I wouldn't have asked if I'd known that! I'm so sor-"

" Give me a break, Bailey. I know I've been. Needing a hair cut for about three years now. I'm just saying that I trust you." her panicked look evaporated into a smile. " oh. Really? Thank you. " I nodded, glancing at a clock. " Rosalyn should be back with our pizza and movies soon. " I pointed out, standing from my chair to push it back into its place along the island. Bailey got the broom out and the boys talked quietly, out of my hearing range. I gave their backs an annoyed look but moved the plates and silverware to the dining room. Rosalyn came in at that moment, grinning.

" your dad would kill me if he knew I was being lazy tonight. " I grinned at her as well. For once she had been the one to suggest takeout today. We sorted out the pizza boxes and then called everyone into the kitchen. " Rosalyn, Thomas is eating with us. " I said mildly like I have the past couple of times we've eaten. He gave me a grateful look as the rest of us shuffled into the living room with full plates.

"scoot over. " Thomas told bailey, who was sitting next to me. We both gave each other confused looks, but she scooted over so he could sit next to me. His leg pressed into mine, squishing them between the arm of the couch and is since I had my feet tucked under me Indian style.

" thank you for doing that each time we eat. " he mumbled right in my ear. I jumped a little and nodded, because my mouth was full. He relaxed into the seat so that my whole right side was touching him.

We ate as we watched inception, until there was no pizza left. Bailey giggled as I came in, pouting, because I hadn't gotten the last piece when me and sheen rock paper scissored for it.

" you're a pig." Thomas said mildly. I stuck my tongue out at him and. Crossed my arms over my chest. To everyone's surprise, he laughed. It was a deep, amazing sound like in my dream.

"time for bed kiddos." Rosalyn said, turning the movie off and turning the t. To a music station. It was a slow song, one I couldn't name. Bailey grinned a sheen, and then those two where dancing up the stairs, laughing the whole time. I grinned and took a step in the direction of the stairs when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind.

" what the-" I started, but then realized it was Thomas. He began stepping in beat to the song, so that we where walking in rhythm with it. I hesitated before leaning into him. He supported my, never missing a beat as we ascended the stairs. Even when the music faded and we couldn't hear it, it was like it pulsed through the house. I relaxed even more into him as we passed the second floor and went up the stairs to my room. He barely missed a beat to open the door, then stopped abruptly in the middle of my room. I covered his hands around my waist with my own, and his grip tightened.

" good night Nesha. " he murmured in my hair, but didn't make a move to let me go. I tilted my head back until I could see him slightly, not completely. " what's wrong?" he laughed dryly, not like earlier.

" I'm struggling with something right now. Give me a moment. " I shifted under his grip until I could see him clearly. His eyes where shut and he had a look of concentration on his face.

" What are you struggling with?" I asked softly. A smile crept onto his face. " I want to kiss you. " he admitted softly, making my breath catch a split second. His eyes flew open and I felt mine widen at his smoldering expression.