Claudia Rose Everhart
Claudia watched with mild interest as Eden jumped out of her brother's truck and started for his house. "Eddie!" Claudia felt a brow lift on her face as the girl bounced around the yard rattling off questions at a mile a minute. Unamused, Claudia put the truck in reverse and proceeded to make her way out of the driveway. The two were talking about something, but she couldn't hear them over the dull rumble of the heat and the truck's engine. As she was about to drive away, she cast one last look at Eden in time to see him give her a small nod and then turn and enter the house. Ungrateful, prick. Driving off, it didn't take her long to get the truck back to her house.
She parked the truck and sat in the cab for a while, watching her house through the steam that rolled from the engine as the snow fell onto the roof. So many good and bad memories. Her mind flicked to the events happening inside the home, Jesse and Klaus having their first heart-to-heart. Curiosity burned inside her, but she couldn't bring herself to go in and ruin whatever kind of moment they were having. Surely Klaus would spill the beans as soon as they got Jesse home. She'd probably ride with them, since no one was home and she didn't really care to be left alone with her thoughts. She sighed, and upon smelling her own breath she winced. Oh, god. Wincing, she got out of the truck and snuck around the the side of the house. A quick scaling of the tree (which she had done plenty of times before), and she was in her bedroom.
She took her time showering, enjoying the feel of the steam. Feeling more sober, and much cleaner, she dressed for the day. With some time to still kill, she peeked through her door to the hallway and let out the Hunger Games whistle for her brother, to let him know she was home, if and when he was ready to go or talk to her since she had the truck keys. Knowing that he'd come get her when he was ready to take Jesse home, she plopped herself onto her bed and stared at the floor, debating on if she would turn on some music, write something, or even crack open a book.
