House of Night Fanfiction

In a Perfect World

Summary:

Stevie Rae was never marked. She still lives in Henrietta with her family and best friend, Zoey. However, when a secretive guy moves with his brothers to her small town, her perfect little world gets turned upside down.

A/N

Hi! I'm SmilesSaveLives, and this is my first fanfic, so I would really appreciate it if you reviewed. This is the first chapter, and it's more of a meet-the-characters chapter. The next one will be better and start to give more of the plot. I'll shut up now so you can read, but first a disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I do not own HON (*sobs*). I do not own the characters (*hugs Rephaim and sobs*), except maybe Waya, Chander, Dhiren, and Billy (*hugs Billy*). Basically, I don't own!

~Smiley

Chapter 1

"Rephaim, you seriously need to get out more."

Rephaim looked up from the book he was reading to find his younger brother, Nisroc, staring at him disapprovingly. Currently, they were in the living room of the little house Rephaim had just bought for himself, Nisroc, Waya, Chander, Dhiren, and the youngest of the six brothers, Billy. No, that wasn't his actual name, but he preferred to be called that. Rephaim supposed it was his way of coping.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because all you ever do is sit in here and read or work in your car repair shop," Nisroc said, crossing his arms over his chest. Rephaim looked back down at the book on his lap. "And whenever you do go out you ignore the people around you and hardly talk at all. The girls are fawning over you, and if they try to talk to you, you just sit there and nod until they get frustrated and go away!"

"I'm a mechanic, Nisroc. It's kind of the job that puts food on the table and a roof over your head," Rephaim said, without looking up at Nisroc and continuing to read. He ignored the rest of what Nisroc said, knowing it was true.

"Yeah, but that's not healthy. You're like twenty. You should have a girlfriend, or at the very least friends to party with or something."

"Look, I'm not interested in dating right now and you know it. And I can't stay up all night partying because I have five little brothers to keep out of trouble," Rephaim said and, realizing Nisroc wasn't going to give up, put the book on the side table.

"Oh, c'mon. That's such bull. Every single guy on the planet wants to date at your age, and you're telling me you're not interested?"

"Yes. Maybe that's because every other guy on the planet doesn't have brothers to keep safe from him."

"Point taken. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be interested," Nisroc insisted. Does he ever give up? Rephaim thought, exasperated.

"Look, I'm more concerned about keeping this family safe and making sure you guys get through school than if I have a girlfriend or not," Rephaim said, trying to keep his voice in control and not show any sign of the annoyance he was feeling.

Nisroc sighed. "You still have to get out more."

Rephaim ignored him. Instead of getting annoyed or angry, he simply asked, "Where are the others?"

"Ummm…" Nisroc thought for a moment. "Waya's outside riding his horse, Chander and Dhiren are studying for their exams on Monday, and I have no clue where Billy is."

"That can't be good," Rephaim said as he stood up. As the oldest, his brothers were his responsibility. He had just turned twenty, but from the time he had turned eighteen, he'd been taking care of his little brothers. Nisroc wasn't even eighteen yet, but he still hated the constant moving. Rephaim hoped moving them to this little town would practically make them invisible, especially from him. Waya was sixteen, and didn't really care where he was one way or another, as long as he was within walking distance of a horse. When Rephaim had bought two when they moved to the new town, Waya had immediately claimed one as his own. The twins, Chander and Dhiren, were fifteen, and were always fine as long as they were together. However, Billy was only twelve, and he had a knack for getting into trouble.

"Rephaim, where are you going?" Nisroc asked as Rephaim walked towards the front door.

"To make sure Billy doesn't get into trouble in the five seconds we've been here for," he answered as he swung open the door.

"I'm in love! I'm in love and I don't care who knows it!" Billy exclaimed as he waltzed through the open door spinning around as he shouted the quote from the Christmas movie, Elf, sounding just like the Will Ferrell did in the movie.

"Speak of the devil," Nisroc muttered.

"Where the hell have you been, Billy?" Rephaim demanded in his most authority-filled voice, which usually made Billy cringe and throw a half-hearted comment at him.

But today, Billy grabbed onto his oldest brothers arm and said in an awe-struck voice, "I've died and gone to heaven, three times today, for the same angel has sang me into bliss."

Did Rephaim mention Billy was also the most dramatic?

"Is he high or something?" Nisroc asked, laughing.

"I'm soaring high above the clouds because I've met an angel, and she's given me her wings," Billy said as he swooned.

"Do you think I should take him to the doctor?" Rephaim asked, feeling Billy's forehead.

"Yes! Oh, please, yes! Take me to the love doctor, and I shall be cured of my longing for her, so long as she is the doctor!"

"He's lost it," Nisroc said, taking a seat on the couch. "We should just put him out of his misery."

"I'll only be out of my misery when I see her again, and I never, ever leave!" Billy exclaimed, spinning around again and then smelling the two yellow roses in his hand.

Rephaim looked down at his brother, who was laying on the ground, picking the petals off one of the roses one by one, practically singing, "She loves me; she loves me not; she loves me; she loves me not…"

"Dear God," Rephaim said.

"He's delirious," Nisroc said.

"Yup," Rephaim agreed.

"Maybe he's imagining this 'angel,'" Nisroc teased, knowing he'd get a reaction out of Billy.

"I AM NOT!" Billy shouted, springing to his feet. "She's as real as you or me, but she's definitely an angel on earth," he said, voice softening as he thought of her.

"What's going on?" Chander asked, running into the room.

"Is he back? We heard shouting," Dhiren added, rushing in behind his twin.

"Relax. No, he's not back. Billy's just being ridiculous," Rephaim explained.

"I AM NOT! You would be in love too if you met her!"

Nisroc hit his forehead. "He's a goner. Cupid's shot him through the heart, and now he's lost to us. Better just say our good-byes now, 'cause it won't be long before he's rejected and too lovesick to go on."

"You're all just jealous because I saw her first."

"Billy, how can we be jealous over someone we haven't even met?" Chander asked.

"And why would we want someone you've already drooled all over?" Dhiren added.

"A thousand men could drool over her and a thousand more would still come and want her," Billy insisted.

"Now you're just being stupid, Billy. How old is this 'angel' anyway?" Rephaim asked, forever the voice of reason out of the six brothers, although only five were in the room.

"I don't know! Why would I ask how old she is? What kind of pick up line would that be? I have to be cool around her," Billy said.

Nisroc was trying hard to look like he wasn't trying to hold in a laugh.

"Is she around your age?" Rephaim asked.

"Age is but a number, and I have no love of math!" Billy exclaimed.

Nisroc was turning purple.

"Which means she's older than you," Rephaim said.

"Why does it matter, Dad? Want her to yourself?"

Nisroc fell to the floor laughing.

"Stop being ridiculous, Billy. You're only twelve, so obviously it matters if you're acting like an idiot over someone who's sixteen." Rephaim tried to stay calm and speak in a reasonable, adult voice, but he really hated it when Billy called him Dad.

"I don't care how old she is! I'm in love! Why can't you be happy for me?" Billy said.

Nisroc was writhing on the floor from too much laughter and lack of oxygen.

"Breathe, Nisroc, before I kick air into you. And Billy, just be quiet for a second," Rephaim said, rubbing his temples.

The twins looked at everyone in the room: Rephaim, who looked ready to explode, Nisroc, who was having another laughing fit, and Billy, who was back on the floor picking the petals off a rose. Waya walked in the back door that led to the backyard and said, "Hey, guys. What's up?"

The twins looked at each other, nodded, said to Rephaim, "Good luck," and bolted back into their room.

Waya looked at the remaining three in the room, then said, "I don't wanna know," and walked right back out the door, leaving Rephaim to deal with his mess of a brother and the hyena rolling on the floor.

Billy had three petals left on the flower. "She loves me not; she loves me; she loves me…not. Oh, what does a flower know anyway? I have to see her again!" Billy got up with the intact flower and started towards the door.

"Whoa, where do you think you're going?" Rephaim asked, catching Billy by the elbow.

"Back to my love," he answered as if it were obvious.

Rephaim glance at Nisroc, who was still rolling on the floor. "Fine. Where is she?" Rephaim asked.

"At the diner. Her mom owns the place; she works there," Billy answered excitedly.

Rephaim sighed. "Fine. I haven't eaten dinner yet anyway."

"You're going to take me?" Billy asked, a smile spreading across his face.

"I guess so," Rephaim said.

"In your car?"

"Well I'm not going to ride the horses into town."

"Awesome! Let's go!" Billy exclaimed, dragging his brother out the door.

"Bring me back something!" Nisroc called from his spot on the floor. Rephaim closed the door on Nisroc, who was still gasping for air, without answering him.

"Hey, Rephaim?" Billy asked as they walked over to the car that was parked outside the garage.

"What?" Rephaim asked, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

"Can I drive?" Billy asked hopefully.

"No. You're twelve." Rephaim said, moving around Billy and jumping over the door into the convertible.

"C'mon! It's not like I don't know how! And girls like guys with cars!" Billy complained, but jumped into the passenger seat.

"Well, it's not legal, and I don't need to get pulled over when we haven't even finished unpacking. So that's just too bad, you'll have to settle for using that charm you're just overflowing with," Rephaim said, while he backed out of the driveway.

"Right. I'll use my charm and smoking hot looks." Billy twirled the flower around his finger like he would a drumstick.

Rephaim just rolled his eyes and drove down the street. "So what's this girl's name anyway?"

A/N

Okay, I'm really hoping that 1) someone will read this and 2) someone will review. I can't do anything if no one reads this, but I can try to get someone to review. So (drumroll please) … can anyone guess who he is and who Billy is so in love with. Also, please let me know if there are any typos or anything I can do to make my writing better; I would be really grateful. Please review! (*smiles hopefully*)

~Smiley