_The Morganville princess._
Claire pov chapter 1
"Soooooo how was school today?"
"What do you want for dinner?"
"Have you got any homework you need to be doing?"
The same old mandatory questioning she was attacked with every time she walked through that door after an 8 hour day at school she didn't need any complaining or questioning after the dreary week all she wanted to do was succumb to her bed sleep the summer away.
Though the worst thing about her life right now is that once she turned the magical mature age of 16 she was regretfully told that she was adopted wow like she hadn't clued that one in herself from like the age of 7.
She would notice that she didn't have any similarities to the two people that had bought her up for the past 16 years compared to the other students she had come through school with she would watch how the kids would communicate, the similarities between parents, child.
That was when she wanted the truth the truth of her biological parents, why had they given her up? Who were they? What were they doing now? Did she have any siblings? ...
She had grown up for the past 16 years without any siblings to talk to, to hang out with she knew just knew she would eventually find her family the place where she belonged she loved to have episodes of wishful thinking! #
Can you imagine the awkwardness of the convocation the family life after that now she couldn't wait to get out of this place, not like she didn't appreciate the young couple that had bought her up it's just that she felt that they had grown out of her, her them.
Too long in the same place though she was popular in her local high school that had a population of 3,200 students not including the teachers, staff, had the boyfriend of a lifetime that every known boy at the school wanted to be every girl wanted to have.
She was tired of it all as if she was living an alternately opposite life to the one she ought to be living sometimes at regular intervals wherever she was she would often find herself day dreaming about what her life would have been like if her biological parents hadn't given her up.
Matt her boyfriend would often than not get annoyed at her, Claire didn't see why this guy even liked her, sure she was blonde had an awesome body she was any man's wet dream but she had a brain not like the rest of the population of Westfield high.
She found it boring as hell what she wouldn't give for some action some danger in her life something out of the ordinary I dunno like meeting a group of vampires for instance that would spice up her life.
Ha, ha if only right no need to dream about make believe everyone knows there's no such thing as vampires she had seen twilight though she regretted that it took the whole vampire myth away from the mysteriousness of the whole vampire culture like who would ever want a prissy sparkly vampire?
Don't ask me anyway; now back to the whole reality thing …