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Elijah Goldsworthy.
The name just dripped off her tongue. He was gorgeous, to put it bluntly. With dark jade eyes, silky brown hair and those lips. Oh those lips...They almost always wore a smirk on them.
He was perfect., she concluded.
Sweet, Sarcastic, Witty, Charming, Sexy. The blush instantly rose to her face. Dear God, If Eli could hear me now, Clare looked around the cafeteria, checking to see if anybody noticed her recent fluster.
Looking across the table, where her two friends Adam and Eli were talking about comic books eminently.
They didn't notice. Good.
She could just imagine they're faces if they had caught her flush. Adam would roll his eyes and laugh and her what's the dealio. And Eli…would smirk. Cause he knows he caused that blush.
It was obvious that I liked him. But the thing is I just didn't know if he liked me back. He was a flirt. But you could say, only with me. He was just so confu-
"Whatcha thinking about, Blue eyes?" Eli drawled snapping me out of my trance. "Oh...nothing." "Boy dilemma?" Adam asked mischievously. He too knew about my crush. I narrowed my eyes.
"Most definitely not. Just thinking about the English project. We have to write about something you're passionate about." I replied, once again blushing profusely.
"What're are you going to write about Clare-Bear? Hmm? Edward Cullen?" Eli taunted, teasingly. She was just too cute he thought to himself.
"No." I retorted defiantly. "I don't know yet…what about you?" "I do not know, Blue Eyes, I do not know." Eli said softly shyly looking into her eyes.
"Ahem," Adam cleared his throat, "as cute as this little staring competition is.." Insert my blush. Adam continued, "the bell just rang. Off to English class we go!" Jumping up, they threw away their trash and made it to class.
What am I passionate about? Clare thought to herself, as she sat in her seat. Right behind Eli.
Elijah Goldsworthy. That's what I was passionate about.