There was nothing that could prepare me for what waited behind the door. It's was by far the nicest house I have ever seen in real life, the bench for the kitchen was wood, followed by high chairs so you could eat there. The lounge rooms roof was on a slope and you could see the beams of wood holding it in place and last of all, there was 4 separate rooms adding off from the lounge room. I was the first to walk into the house so Clay stood there holding open the door, waiting for me to move out of the walk way. I was in total utter shock. His house was beautiful and it suited him nicely, all the wood and dark colours for some reason made him all the more perfect, other than the fact he was a total jerk.
"Your room is over here" he said while walking to one of the plain white doors on the side of the lounge room. He opened the door and a very cute room is showed to me, with a queen bed and a wardrobe covered by a full length mirror and a wall sticker above the bed frame of two little birds.
" are you gonna say anything?" He asks me looking directly at me even though my back is facing him. It's then I realised I haven't spoken since we argued, I couldn't look upset, I barely knew him after them.
" trying to get my words together" I grumble as I plunk my self on the bed.
"Do you like it?" One of his eye brows were raised and he looked a little worried. Well if I let a stranger into my home I would be worried too I guess.
" it's amazing" I say with awe in my eyes, I automatically think of how much Rose would like this place and my face drops at the thought of it. If she was in any danger I swear I would make them pay. Even my mum and her dead beat husband, my step dad Ben. Nothing could happen to them.
" so what type of stuff am I able to do? You've obviously seen something like me before to know the person who passes down the gene is the only one to teach me" I ask, I didn't mean to ask straight away I just couldn't stand the silence anymore.
" there's only ever been one person to ever have had this gene, and she used her powers for the worst things possible. She killed many people with her ability to corrupt minds, after her mother taught her, she convinced her to commit suicide without her knowing that her daughter was the cause of this", he says with a sigh," so we don't know what you'll be able to do. But the abilities do flourish without a teacher." He closed his yes as if remembering a very painful memory, the look in his dark brown eyes.
" I'm sorry for threatening you before" I say with a sigh and then look up at him and his mutual no feeling at all face was showing again. Damn.
" let's get some sleep. Um I'll wake you up tomorrow morning, and don't answer your phone no matter who calls" he walked out of the room.

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" wake up" I hear with hands gently shaking my shoulders, I slowly flicker my eyes open and look at Clays face.
" morning" I fumble at him as I drag my butt out of bed, it was really comfortable.
"Cloths in the cupboard and you have 15 minutes", I hear as Clay walks out of the room and into the lounge room slamming the door behind him. I hated the idea of waking up in a place that wasn't my home and on top of that I was surrounded by people I don't know, joy.
As I walked out I saw Clay sitting on one of the high chairs eating a bowl of cereal, and Peter lying on the couch half a sleep. Seriously I liked this kid more and more. I walked past Peter and into the kitchen and lent down on the bench, staring a Clay while he ate his fruit loops.
"Do I have to eat?" I whine.
"You can starve yourself if you want. There won't be any food till tonight" he snapped at me, so now he's working Clay again. Yay.
"Where are we going today anyway?" I said while walking to the cupboard labeled bowls.
"To find your dad." Peter said from the lounge.