I am so excited to write this story. I had a dream about this and I think it is going to be amazing so I hope you guys like it too, and you guys have read my other story 'Reunion' don't worry I'm still going to write that it just might be less frequent.

This story takes place during the holocaust and Clare's parents have some old Jewish friends (The Goldsworthys) so they hide them in there attic. Clare and Eli have never met before. Will they get along or become enemies?

Chapter 1

Clare's POV

As I'm walking home from school I see all these Nazi's at every street corner. Ugh. They are evil human beings to do this to any person. I could care less if they are Jewish they are innocent and have done nothing wrong. My parents have been trying to ignore it but how can you do that when it's on every radio station we listen to. I try not to pay any attention to that stuff and just focus on a good book.

I go inside the house to see my parents on the couch as if they were waiting for me to come home.

"What's going on?" I asked getting a little worried. They never sit on the couch and wait for me to get home.

"Sit down, Clare. We have something to tell you." My mom says. I sit down and wait for them to tell me what is going on. "Clare, as you know the Nazi's have been searching for Jews and taking them away." I nod signaling her to go on. "Well your father and I have some friends who are going to be staying with us for a little while."

"So we're hiding Jews." I clarified still trying to wrap my brain around the idea.

"Don't think of it like that. Think of it as extended family living with us for the time being." My father said.

"Are they here now?" I asked kind of wanting to meet them another part of me hoping they aren't listening to every word we say.

"Not yet but they'll be arriving shortly." My mom said.

"So where are they going to stay?" My mom let out an exasperated sigh. I think it may have been the way my voice changed from guarded to understanding.

"Clare we're going to need some help getting everything ready up there. Would you mind helping us with those boxes?"

"Sure."

"Clare, one more thing. You can't tell anyone about the Goldsworthy's being here not even Ali or K.C."

I nodded my head and got up and headed towards the attic.

I went upstairs through my closet to another set of stairs. I had always wondered why our house was built so strange, but I guess strange comes in handy. I went into what was supposed to be my room and grabbed a box labeled 'clothing'.

I looked inside to see Darcy's clothes this was Darcy's room before she died. I only wanted this room because she always seemed so happy having this room and sleeping in this room would make me feel close to her. It wasn't changed at all everything was where she left it. Except for her pictures. Mom and dad couldn't bear to see a picture of her after she died. I guess it was just to sad to see.

I loved her so much.

I heard a sudden knock at the door to see my mom and a woman I had never met before.

"Clare this is Mrs. Goldsworthy." My mother smiled.

"Hi." I said in a very soft voice. I wasn't sure if it was shyness or the fact that I was just thinking about Darcy. Mrs. Goldsworthy just smiled and walked away.

"Honey, I'm sorry about the room I know it was supposed to be yours."

"It's okay I understand they need a place to stay and I've already got a room it's fine."

"Thank you so much Clare. I know your sacrificing a lot." I smiled at her and brought the box of clothes to my bedroom and saw a boy dressed in all black around my age pacing in it.

"What are you doing?" I asked which made him jump about 2 feet off the ground. He turned around towards the direction of my voice.

"You really shouldn't sneak up on people like that." He said to me as if he was supposed to be in my room.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" I asked a little annoyed.

" I'm Eli Goldsworthy and I was exploring."

"Well you should really be exploring upstairs where you'll be staying." I said a little harsh.

"Aren't we in a bad mood today." He said in a sarcastic tone.

"Just get out of my room. I said pointing towards the closet."

"Fine, see you later Blue eyes." He said as he left the room. Blue eyes? What the heck was that. Ugh he is so annoying and sarcastic. I let out a sigh and started sorting through the clothes.

Hey guys well that's the start of my new story I hope you guys liked it please review and tell me what you think.